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By this point the fighting has all but ended, and the tending of the wounded by according to their injuries has begun. Raph, who refuses to admit that the injuries he has sustained during the seige are anything other than cosmetic in nature, has been sorting and relocating the dead by alliegence. Mostly people stay out of his way, but one of the King's Own notices that his hands have begun to shake, his fellow warriors take it upon themselves to get him the medical care he needs. In the end it takes two knights and a healer to corral Raph to triage, and even then it's only after someone's promised him that they will find Abigail and assure him that she is okay.

Date: 2009-09-21 09:03 pm (UTC)
becareful_boyo: (Soft as steel)
From: [personal profile] becareful_boyo
That would have been a fine plan, had Raph also thought to have the servant sent to find Abigail reassure her that Raph is okay.

Abigail hadn't moved from their agreed upon hiding spot. The children fidgeted every time a distant boom signaled another hit from a catapult. They kept right on fidgeting after the booms ended. Abigail occupied herself by imagining the many ways she could yell at Raph, smack him on the head and then kiss him silly. Eventually she kept all their minds off the fight by telling tall tales and singing tavern songs.

If their parents have issues with her choice of entertainment, Abigail will be only too happy to have words with them later.

Hours crept by, each one twisting a new knot in her stomach. Where was he? Where were the queen, and the Lioness? Someone should have come for them by now.

Did he forget?

Abigail is working up a good mad by the time the servant opens the door and informs her that "It's all over. Master Raph is in the healers' tent. He wanted to know that you were okay before he went."

Turning pale, Abigail takes the prince by the hand, scoops up the princess and marches them all to the great hall. There she finds Thayet and George issuing commands, and there she leaves her charges.

When she bursts into the healers tent, her eyes are wild and her color high. The gods help anyone who gets in her way.

"RAPHAEL! DON'T YOU DARE BE TAKIN' THE EASY WAY OUT ON ME NOW, BOYO. WHERE ARE YOU?"

Date: 2009-09-21 09:23 pm (UTC)
becareful_boyo: (Soft as steel)
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He's okay.

Not particularly pretty at the moment, but okay. Thank the Goddess for that.

"You."

Still several feet away, Abigail puts her hands on her hips and eyes Raph.

"You're sittin' up."

Well it's not like she's going to admit she thought he was dying.

Date: 2009-09-21 10:21 pm (UTC)
becareful_boyo: (Sassy pants)
From: [personal profile] becareful_boyo
Smiling doesn't help his case any. How dare he be such a mess!

"That so?" Abigail asks the healer nearest the only patient she bothers to see in a tent full of wounded people. "You won't let him?"

"Ah," says the healer, "it likely wouldn't hurt. Now."

"Hmph," says Abigail.

She'll wake him up if it's needed. No one there has any doubt about that.

"Let's have a look at those wounds, then." Abigail bustles over, all business. "No one wraps a bandage right anymore."

The healer wisely refrains from further comment.

Date: 2009-09-22 01:19 am (UTC)
becareful_boyo: (Sassy pants)
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One bandage comes loose. All Abigail can see underneath are angry red burns and blood. A similar hiss escapes, and she quickly fixes the bandage, muttering to herself about fools and heroes being one and the same. Finished, she blinks rapidly and pulls Raph forward by the ears. First there's a kiss, then she pulls down gently on one ear and leans forward to grumble:

"Next time send a proper message, you dolt."

Date: 2009-09-22 01:31 am (UTC)
becareful_boyo: (Sassy pants)
From: [personal profile] becareful_boyo
"To see what? A few bruises and red marks? Mithros, we've all seen worse when some idiot falls in his cups and then the tavern hearth. Are we done here, then?"

This last is directed at the healer. "I've done what... he'll let me," the man says. "Keep him warm and dry, but yes. I could use the table for men facing worse."

And he wouldn't mind seeing the back of her, Abigail bets.

Date: 2009-09-22 01:43 am (UTC)
becareful_boyo: (Look down)
From: [personal profile] becareful_boyo
"Good luck," he answers, dubiously. "You might need it."

Abigail ignores him.

"Here now. Let me help."

She moves close to Raph and attempts to work her way under his arm.

Date: 2009-09-22 02:03 am (UTC)
becareful_boyo: (Sassy pants)
From: [personal profile] becareful_boyo
He can't see her face, so she snorts; it serves as an audible eyeroll.

"I saw enough of 'em afore I had to hide with the younglings," she states, stepping over a puddle of... something.

After that, she fixes her eyes on the castle as they make for the gate.

Date: 2009-10-09 02:43 pm (UTC)
becareful_boyo: (Sassy pants)
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Abigail stops short, grabbing his arm more firmly to ensure that he doesn't continue on and pitch face first into the mud.

"Am I to understand you enjoyed that mess?"

Of course he did. Furthermore, she 'enjoyed' watching him enjoy himself. She's just not over the shock of seeing him in that tent, bruised and battered.

"Should I go steal a prisoner to continue whackin' you about your half-witted head?"

Date: 2009-10-09 03:01 pm (UTC)
becareful_boyo: (Look down)
From: [personal profile] becareful_boyo
A quick clicking sound, almost a tsk, indicates what Abigail thinks about the first part of his response, but her gaze is clearly worried as she studies his profile.

"Do they think it's so many, then?" she asks, quietly.

No one has told her anything.

Date: 2009-10-09 03:19 pm (UTC)
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Abigail says and does nothing for a long moment. Her eyes, wide and sad, are locked on his face. Then, holding his arm and waist tightly, she kisses his cheek and starts walking again.

Never did she think to see a day such as this.

"Dark God, grant them peace."

Date: 2009-10-09 03:35 pm (UTC)
becareful_boyo: (Sassy pants)
From: [personal profile] becareful_boyo
"Oh you would, would you?"

A bit relieved, Abigail lets go of his arm long enough to lightly smack his head.

"You need a bath, boy-o. And better sense."

Date: 2009-10-09 03:58 pm (UTC)
becareful_boyo: (Soft as steel)
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"Dry?" she sniffs, looking horrified. "You'll be recuperatin' in the barn, then. You and your pig-headedness should feel right at home."

This is utter nonsense, of course, which is why she's steering him toward one of the keep's side doors.

"The younglings'll want to see you."

Date: 2009-10-09 04:26 pm (UTC)
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Apparently not.

"Oh! To talk so, after you scared them half to death! They heard the same news I did," she chastises, "and for some reason they love you, you lug. They're wantin' to know you'll still be around t'try all our nerves, and not pickin' fights with the Dark God in the afterlife."

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