~~ K'ten nec Felin ~~
The silver haired healer was worried. It was not like his kind to worry, but that was precisely what he was doing. K'vas nec Hiva had returned from sentry duty with a child in hand. It was none other than the human who called himself Kurt. He had been badly wounded by Skyza, some of the worst creatures to find in the darkness. Hiva also brought news of another who hadn't made it.
"K'vas nec Pietro. He was wounded and stayed behind so I could bring this one to safety."
"Pietro? That is a name, is it?" K'mas nec Shir, haughty as ever, never forfeited a chance to mock a member of the lower classes.
The human looked up from his post by the bed of one of his companions. "Did you say Pietro? Pietro Maximoff?"
"Order of Quicksilver?" Hiva asked.
"Huh? Quicksilver's his codename."
"So he was a human?"
"What? I can't understand what you're saying. What about Pietro?"
Hiva looked at Felin, completely at a loss.
"Look, there's no need to be like that, I know you were talking about him, I heard his name. What happened to him?" The human was staring at them, and though Felin knew he could not see them, he got the impression that the human knew exactly where everyone in the room was.
"Your friend is gone." Felin said simply. He glanced at Hiva before continuing. "Skyza caught him."
"Who's Skyza?"
"Predators. They travel in packs and eat anyone they can find who ventures too far from the tents." Hiva answered. They all looked at the human to see how he would take the news.
"Um, Mr. Healer… could you translate? I get the feeling that whoever that is understands me, but he just talking gibberish to me…"
The Vulgates looked at each other. The only person who bothered to learn Human was Felin and that was only because he was Kurt's contact and guide. Even so, his Human was very limited.
"Hey. I can take it. I've had more friends hurt today than I ever thought possible. Just tell me who Skyza is and where I can find him. I'll handle this."
"Skyza… animals. Eat what they can." Felin said with a hint of desperation in his voice. Healers made it a point not to speak if they could help it. In the eternal darkness of the tunnels, every sense had to be used to its fullest potential. Even though all Vulgates had eyes that adapted to the dark, Healers were trained to use their ears to 'see' the condition of their patients. Heartbeat, metabolism, breathing… as a result, most Healers never spoke. It was against their natures.
"Oh, you must mean someone else. Pietro moves too fast to be caught by any animal. It takes at least three X-Men to stop him, and we're a lot smarter than some dumb animal."
"I don't understand this, how can we understand him?" Shir asked.
Felin shrugged, but he had a vague idea. The human spoke a very twisted and coarse version of their own language. Perhaps humans once spoke Vulgate and over time, changed the language so it would be easier for them to use.
"Well. He doesn't seem to know very much of what's going on, does he. Otherwise he wouldn't say such stupid things. As if humans are any match for the creatures of our world… Felin, are you not a healer? Why don't you heal these blasted humans and get them out of here? There are more important people who need your expertise than these creatures." With that disdainful comment, K'mas nec Shir impatiently tapped his foot and glared at the healer.
"Not safe." Felin said softly. He had been studying the humans and discovered, much to his amazement and dismay, that they were all different. There was no way to heal them completely. Those who could be healed, didn't want to, and even Shir wouldn't make the healer waste his energy healing someone who would later get themselves skilled on purpose. The other one… there was no way he was going to touch him. When Felin had brought the two humans from Kurt, he hadn't stopped to consider just what kind of creatures he had in his care. One was a perfectly normal mage, as far as humans went, and the other was slightly deformed. However, a closer look showed that none of the so called humans in the sick room were really human. The difficult one was a high level mage mixed with something else. The physiology of it made healing almost impossible.
"What do you mean, it's not safe? You're the best Healer we have, you can heal anything. Just get it over with."
K'ten nec Felin looked around his infirmary. All his patients were human and he couldn't help any of them. All of his life, he had healed. Nothing was too grave or too trivial for his ministration. Then, in less than a week, he received four cases that were simply too dangerous to treat.
"You don't want to touch them, huh?" Shir said, voicing his own disgust more than Felin's. "Fine. I'll get someone else to do it." He breezed out of the room.
"Piece of work, huh." Hiva said lightly. They both knew exactly who Shir was going to get. His own Healer, K'ten nec Torma. She was a decent Healer, not one of the best, but the problem was that she never knew when to say no. If Shir told her to heal the humans, she would, regardless of the danger in it. To the rest of the Vulgates, a healer who endangered their patients for any reason was worse than Skyza droppings and they made it a point to let Torma know just what they thought of her.
"What do you plan to do?" Hiva asked, knowing exactly what Felin would say.
"Wait. If he survives," Felin looked at Todd, the problem mage. "then others will answer his call."
"I hope so. Because when I lead a party above ground, we'll need guides."
"You leave? With permission?"
Hiva's silence spoke volumes.
He was gathering a party to break free of the Fates…
The silver haired healer was worried. It was not like his kind to worry, but that was precisely what he was doing. K'vas nec Hiva had returned from sentry duty with a child in hand. It was none other than the human who called himself Kurt. He had been badly wounded by Skyza, some of the worst creatures to find in the darkness. Hiva also brought news of another who hadn't made it.
"K'vas nec Pietro. He was wounded and stayed behind so I could bring this one to safety."
"Pietro? That is a name, is it?" K'mas nec Shir, haughty as ever, never forfeited a chance to mock a member of the lower classes.
The human looked up from his post by the bed of one of his companions. "Did you say Pietro? Pietro Maximoff?"
"Order of Quicksilver?" Hiva asked.
"Huh? Quicksilver's his codename."
"So he was a human?"
"What? I can't understand what you're saying. What about Pietro?"
Hiva looked at Felin, completely at a loss.
"Look, there's no need to be like that, I know you were talking about him, I heard his name. What happened to him?" The human was staring at them, and though Felin knew he could not see them, he got the impression that the human knew exactly where everyone in the room was.
"Your friend is gone." Felin said simply. He glanced at Hiva before continuing. "Skyza caught him."
"Who's Skyza?"
"Predators. They travel in packs and eat anyone they can find who ventures too far from the tents." Hiva answered. They all looked at the human to see how he would take the news.
"Um, Mr. Healer… could you translate? I get the feeling that whoever that is understands me, but he just talking gibberish to me…"
The Vulgates looked at each other. The only person who bothered to learn Human was Felin and that was only because he was Kurt's contact and guide. Even so, his Human was very limited.
"Hey. I can take it. I've had more friends hurt today than I ever thought possible. Just tell me who Skyza is and where I can find him. I'll handle this."
"Skyza… animals. Eat what they can." Felin said with a hint of desperation in his voice. Healers made it a point not to speak if they could help it. In the eternal darkness of the tunnels, every sense had to be used to its fullest potential. Even though all Vulgates had eyes that adapted to the dark, Healers were trained to use their ears to 'see' the condition of their patients. Heartbeat, metabolism, breathing… as a result, most Healers never spoke. It was against their natures.
"Oh, you must mean someone else. Pietro moves too fast to be caught by any animal. It takes at least three X-Men to stop him, and we're a lot smarter than some dumb animal."
"I don't understand this, how can we understand him?" Shir asked.
Felin shrugged, but he had a vague idea. The human spoke a very twisted and coarse version of their own language. Perhaps humans once spoke Vulgate and over time, changed the language so it would be easier for them to use.
"Well. He doesn't seem to know very much of what's going on, does he. Otherwise he wouldn't say such stupid things. As if humans are any match for the creatures of our world… Felin, are you not a healer? Why don't you heal these blasted humans and get them out of here? There are more important people who need your expertise than these creatures." With that disdainful comment, K'mas nec Shir impatiently tapped his foot and glared at the healer.
"Not safe." Felin said softly. He had been studying the humans and discovered, much to his amazement and dismay, that they were all different. There was no way to heal them completely. Those who could be healed, didn't want to, and even Shir wouldn't make the healer waste his energy healing someone who would later get themselves skilled on purpose. The other one… there was no way he was going to touch him. When Felin had brought the two humans from Kurt, he hadn't stopped to consider just what kind of creatures he had in his care. One was a perfectly normal mage, as far as humans went, and the other was slightly deformed. However, a closer look showed that none of the so called humans in the sick room were really human. The difficult one was a high level mage mixed with something else. The physiology of it made healing almost impossible.
"What do you mean, it's not safe? You're the best Healer we have, you can heal anything. Just get it over with."
K'ten nec Felin looked around his infirmary. All his patients were human and he couldn't help any of them. All of his life, he had healed. Nothing was too grave or too trivial for his ministration. Then, in less than a week, he received four cases that were simply too dangerous to treat.
"You don't want to touch them, huh?" Shir said, voicing his own disgust more than Felin's. "Fine. I'll get someone else to do it." He breezed out of the room.
"Piece of work, huh." Hiva said lightly. They both knew exactly who Shir was going to get. His own Healer, K'ten nec Torma. She was a decent Healer, not one of the best, but the problem was that she never knew when to say no. If Shir told her to heal the humans, she would, regardless of the danger in it. To the rest of the Vulgates, a healer who endangered their patients for any reason was worse than Skyza droppings and they made it a point to let Torma know just what they thought of her.
"What do you plan to do?" Hiva asked, knowing exactly what Felin would say.
"Wait. If he survives," Felin looked at Todd, the problem mage. "then others will answer his call."
"I hope so. Because when I lead a party above ground, we'll need guides."
"You leave? With permission?"
Hiva's silence spoke volumes.
He was gathering a party to break free of the Fates…