genessia | 03 | Action & Text

Who: Airy & OPEN
Where: Genessia Hospital
When: March 29th - April 3rd
What: After these happenings. She's in the hospital for a few days before being allowed to head home and some text's to friends.
Warnings: Talks of Blood and injuries.

[Airy doesn't remember the first 12 hours in the hospital which saves her from at least twelve hours of boredom. She isn't good at staying put and thinking about her kidnapping makes her head spin and then hurt. She can't have caffeine or anything else she enjoys because of the medicine they have her taking and the steady stream of blood being pumped into her arm. Her ankle and shoulder are bandaged but the painkillers stop them from hurting.

The worst part about painkillers is that they make it to hard to focus on things like reading or writing but it isn't enough to just knock her out and make her sleep. She ends up playing a lot of candy crush on her phone; after sending a few somewhat awkward texts to those she knew.

Her stomach rumbles and she drops her phone onto her abdomen as if that might make the insistent feeling go away. Airy really likes eating, specifically breakfast, and while the food here isn't awful it isn't very good either. She misses real food and that fact alone makes her sad.]

Text; OPEN

I'm bored. Anyone interested in talking? Or telling me a story? Any distraction?

Private Text; Danny & Dave & Nathan

Thank you for saving me.

Private Text; Cas

Sorry... I have the candy and real, not spidery moving twinkies. Something came up... I don't know when I'll be able to stop by. I haven't forgotten though!

I'll see you soon okay?

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

What types of stories do you enjoy?

The ones with happy endings... or the ones where heroes are awesome.

Sorta Disney-esk.

I'm not sure what that means.

Right... sorry.

Let's go with something happy. Is that to vague?

Something happy. Alright.

There once was a young woodsman who followed a deer into the territory of an old wolf pack. Tales of the pack were the topic of many tavern nights, and few dared to tread. He knew the forest well, but was so eager for the hunt that he forgot his place. He lost sight of the deer when it crossed a clearing, but what he found there gave him pause. Someone else, a poacher, had trapped the clearing and there, in a bear trap, he found an old wolf. It growled in warning as he approached, but the woodsman knew how to disarm the trap and free him. He approached cautiously, using his hands to show he meant no harm and made quick work of the trap, but the old wolf was wounded.

The woodsman had healing herbs with him, and treated the old wolf's wounds. So thankful was the old wolf that he helped the woodsman track the deer and they hunted it together. After that, the woodsman had an ally, and a strong one, because to be a part of the Pack is to know strength. He was able to take the kill back to his family, who were hungry from a hard season, and the old wolf was able to return to his family too, with news that not all humans would do them harm.

Did that really happen? That’s really nice of the woodsman… and the wolf for not eating the guy when he was trying to help him. I haven’t met a wolf before… well a wolf that was 100% a wolf but I hope they’re nice too. Not that I plan to go walking into anyone’s homes. That’s mean.

I got off track. I really liked the story!

I hope all the wolves are okay after that too.

It was a story my mother used to tell me when I was a boy. I always wanted to be a woodsman.

I'm sure they were.

You're mother sounds amazing. My mom used to tell me stories too though they weren't exactly like that. Did you become a woodsman then?

Do you have your own story about wolves?

She was an incredible woman, and I did.

Not about wolves, but I have a lot of stories. I was a guide. I helped travelers on the road, showed them the safest paths through the woods. I also maintained the bridges.

Sounds impressive. I don't think I could build a bridge but that's because I am small.

What stories do you have?

My stories aren't that interesting, I don't think.

I have a lot of stories my friend Chase told me about his work as a Warden, but they aren't happy.

Well, can I decide if they are interesting?

Not happy is okay too. Most things in life don't seem happy.

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