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A/N: What Do you think Of The Name Isadora?(IS-A-DOOR-A) Should I Change Briana's Name? You decide. also i own nothing, if you sue me all you'll get is a half drunk pepsi can, pocket lint, and an empty popcorn bag. on with the story*************************************************************
Everyone but Kel and two diggers went back to Mastiff. Neal rigged strechers for the wounded men who could not ride, Merric among them. Briana, riding her horse Cloud, was in a deep conversation on magick with Neal when they arrived at the fort. They were met by Owen, Lord Wyldon's squire. Neal and Briana went into the infirmary, preparing for a long night, and bad headaches in the morning. (a/n: i remember in the Alanna books, she always got headaches when she did a lot of magick. also i know this is a lil wacked and messed up, but i needed to change some stuff for the story. ) Neal attended to a Haven Soldier found in the barn with Merric and the other wounded. Briana attended Merric once more. "Good, no new infections, and if you sleep well, and don't get hurt again, most of these should disappear. I believe the one on your leg, however, will become a scar. its quite bad." Merric was half-asleep, healing always did this to him. "Neal? What should i do for the leg wound infection?" Neal came over to the other mage. Green fire washed over Merric. "Magick wont do it. you might have to cut and drain it. After you drain it , magick will more then likely work." This was the part of being a healer that the girl hated. She hated to do surgery, or to drain wounds. The best way to her was to put some power into a wound to heal it. that way her patient wasnt hurt and she didnt have to inflict them with pain. She looked in Merric's eyes. "I'm sorry to have to do this." it looked as if she might cry. Briana put her hands at Merric's temples to put him in a deep sleep where pain would not find him. His last thoughts were of her, and how wrong it must be for someone like him to think them. The next morning Merric woke in the Infirmary, with a large blanket covering him. "damn Neal." he managed to say, realizing that he had just went through a massive healing and had nothing but the blanket. He sat up on the cot he had been sleeping on. Briana came over to him with a breakfast of herbal tea, and porriage with honey. "Good morning." she said with a smile. "Neal and I were able to rid you of the leg infection. although, you shouldnt ride for a few days." he just rubbed his eyes, the sun made them hurt. She placed the food on the table next to him. "Also theres something Neal wanted to talk with us about later. Said it was something about Kel running away."
A/N: What Do you think Of The Name Isadora?(IS-A-DOOR-A) Should I Change Briana's Name? You decide. also i own nothing, if you sue me all you'll get is a half drunk pepsi can, pocket lint, and an empty popcorn bag. on with the story*************************************************************
Everyone but Kel and two diggers went back to Mastiff. Neal rigged strechers for the wounded men who could not ride, Merric among them. Briana, riding her horse Cloud, was in a deep conversation on magick with Neal when they arrived at the fort. They were met by Owen, Lord Wyldon's squire. Neal and Briana went into the infirmary, preparing for a long night, and bad headaches in the morning. (a/n: i remember in the Alanna books, she always got headaches when she did a lot of magick. also i know this is a lil wacked and messed up, but i needed to change some stuff for the story. ) Neal attended to a Haven Soldier found in the barn with Merric and the other wounded. Briana attended Merric once more. "Good, no new infections, and if you sleep well, and don't get hurt again, most of these should disappear. I believe the one on your leg, however, will become a scar. its quite bad." Merric was half-asleep, healing always did this to him. "Neal? What should i do for the leg wound infection?" Neal came over to the other mage. Green fire washed over Merric. "Magick wont do it. you might have to cut and drain it. After you drain it , magick will more then likely work." This was the part of being a healer that the girl hated. She hated to do surgery, or to drain wounds. The best way to her was to put some power into a wound to heal it. that way her patient wasnt hurt and she didnt have to inflict them with pain. She looked in Merric's eyes. "I'm sorry to have to do this." it looked as if she might cry. Briana put her hands at Merric's temples to put him in a deep sleep where pain would not find him. His last thoughts were of her, and how wrong it must be for someone like him to think them. The next morning Merric woke in the Infirmary, with a large blanket covering him. "damn Neal." he managed to say, realizing that he had just went through a massive healing and had nothing but the blanket. He sat up on the cot he had been sleeping on. Briana came over to him with a breakfast of herbal tea, and porriage with honey. "Good morning." she said with a smile. "Neal and I were able to rid you of the leg infection. although, you shouldnt ride for a few days." he just rubbed his eyes, the sun made them hurt. She placed the food on the table next to him. "Also theres something Neal wanted to talk with us about later. Said it was something about Kel running away."