A Healer's Assistant

Subject: Re: A Healer's Assistant Sun Sep 29, 2013 12:44 am

Zurok Mia Takamatzu	There was no sense of urgency in Zurok's face anymore now that she knew the youngster was alright. if she had hallucinations or other crazy problems after she was not in any danger of dying from asthma or hypothermia, Zurok did not mind letting her figure these things out herself. She was a firm believer in "the best way to get something done is to do it yourself." It didn't mean she didn't help people in need (for that would be things they could not do themselves), but she liked independence as well as autonomy. Zurok watched her eyes move around and her fingers twitch. after a moment, Zurok put her own hand over Allora's, wondering if she would react. Zurok's hands were soft and warm; she had aged well, or perhaps augmented her youth a bit with waterbending. maybe both. This time though, she also asked a question. "How are you feeling?" Her reaction would likely not change much based on Allora's response. She already knew how she would react, unless the younger girl said something unexpected like noting some dire situation that threatened her. But, she seemed to be recovering, and so she doubted that would happen.
Mood: Interested Condition: Perfect	Link:

Subject: Re: A Healer's Assistant Sun Sep 29, 2013 3:27 am

Allora	Gradually -- and this term is used loosely --, Allora began to rise on the table, and immediately when Zurok's hand touched hers, it moved and reacted, by shaking as if it were electrocuted by something. Inhaling, and exhaling, she felt the world still a blur, despite understand where she was, what had happened, and that she should definitely not attempt to do whatever she did ever again. Her body was now warm. She didn't feel all too bad aside from being morbidly exhausted; she definitely need some rest, maybe at home. Her eyes, still half closed, stared at the floor for the longest of time, and she never gave an answer to Zurok's question. However, considering the archetypes, Zurok may not let young Allora go without answering her first, so she decided to be honest enough, maybe. Allora didn't feel very great, but she could move her legs, and her limbs once more. Whatever effects of sleep paralysis she thought she was under were gone, along with the hallucinations and the vivid dreaming session she just went through. "My impudence got the better of me. . ." She replied, voice hoarse and dry. "If I had been more conventional, I would not be in this state." She did not say if she was okay or not, but considering how she could talk without much of a problem, it can be deduced that she was ready to go home and sleep, for a very long time. She was sweating as well, but lightly; simmering. She wasn't exactly about to remove her clothes either, knowing she was beneath that. However, if she did need to take off layers of clothing to refresh herself, she wouldn't mind doing so. After all, she was in the presence of none-other than a Grandmaster.
Mood: Disappointed; disdain Condition: Exhausted	Link:

Subject: Re: A Healer's Assistant Sun Sep 29, 2013 3:55 am

Zurok Mia Takamatzu	Zurok could tell that the youngster was still not entirely right in the head, and while she was clearly not about to keel over and die, it was also terribly clear that she was not in very good health yet either. Because of this, she wasn't exactly going to let her head back outside, even if it was to head home--not alone, at the very least. She wouldn't feel right letting someone so currently weakened try to trudge back in the cold all by her lonesome. "So I noticed." Zurok quipped in response. "You look hot, and more importantly, you still do not look too well. It might be exhaustion, or there might be other black magic at work here. Whatever the case, I could not in my good wisdom let you leave here in such a condition by yourself. Sit back; make yourself comfortable. You need rest." Zurok was fairly well-off, and so it wasn't like she'd have to adjust much to accommodate the younger girl. It was just an offer anyways, and she just wanted to make sure that Allora was in good health before she went back outside. Right now, she did not seem like it, and for whatever reason, that did not sit well with the old woman. However, other than her words, no effort was made to stop her from doing... well, basically anything.
Mood: Mixed Condition: Perfect	Link:

Subject: Re: A Healer's Assistant Sun Sep 29, 2013 4:12 am

Allora	The offer was outstanding, it appeared. For some reason, Allora expected that Zurok would offer her to stay and rest, but that probably wouldn't be the best course of action. Her parents were more than likely worried, and the only probably reason as to why they hadn't come to see her was because they were either busy, or knew she was in capable hands inside of Zurok's home. Whatever Allora wanted to do now, though, was upon her own decision, and she hoped Zurok posed no real resistance. "I think it would be better for me to head home," She said, rejecting Zurok's offer to rest in her home. "It is better to sleep in one's own bed while sick than in another's." And this was true. Usually when someone relaxed in their own bed, their "germs" or whatever sickness increased their immune system. That is, at least, what some people think, and what Allora actually believed. Maybe. She aimed to place her feet on the ground, which are, of course, donned with coal-black boots fit for trekking snow. She inhaled and exhaled once more, trying to keep her balance. Her hand by now was no longer under Zurok's. She extended her arms shoulder length so she wouldn't tip over and collapse. If Zurok, by now, would offer her assistance in taking her home, then Allora would not immediately decline, and think it best. For the time being though, she tried to relinquish her center from exhaustion, making sure that she looks presentable out in public. She already made a fool of herself once already, it was time for redemption.
Mood: Disappointed Condition:Exhausted	Link:

Subject: Re: A Healer's Assistant Sun Sep 29, 2013 4:23 am

Zurok Mia Takamatzu	Zurok shook her head. "it would be complete foolishness for you to try to head home in these conditions." she remarked, not necessarily referring to the weather, which she had not checked before coming in, but because of how shaky she was in general. Whether or not the youngster admitted it, she was currently still a wreck, and Zurok was well-aware of it. however, she knew that she could not cure stupidity, and that sometimes the best way for lessons to be learned would be the hard way. She had no response for the little philosophical quote, for sicknesses never fazed the old woman. her immune system was powerful, but more importantly, she had herbal remedies of various sorts that solved most problems. She was pretty sure that the child's foolishness in both doing what she had done earlier and in trying to trudge home in such a condition, were both things that would not rub off on Zurok. Ultimately, Lady Takamatzu was not going to resist her. She was not in the mood to go anywhere, so there was no offer of accompanying her this time. if Zurok was offering a favor, she offered it her way. She watched the younger girl with a neutral expression, her hands still folded in her lap. If anything, it almost looked like the older woman was anticipating or maybe even waiting for Allora to topple right over. But, it was her life, and if she wanted to make what Zurok thought was a stupid decision, then perhaps she would learn the hard way, or perhaps not. Luck and fate were both very real, and karma did not always offer retribution. Saying nothing, she waited to see what the youngster would do.
Mood: Contemplating a Facepalm Condition: Perfect	Link:

Subject: Re: A Healer's Assistant Sun Sep 29, 2013 10:51 am

Allora	Allora's recovery patterns tend to be erratic, or that is what can be assumed in this instance. You see, Allora has no record of ever being sick; it's as if sickness tended to avoid here as well, despite being cooped up most of her life. We're unsure if it's because she was born with a very tough immune system or not, but in this instant, you can really tell she was sick. Especially when she sneezed and almost lumbered over. Clearing her throat, looked around Zurok's home. Perhaps it wouldn't be such a bad idea to stay here after all. Going home would be dumb; there's nothing good coming from it. Maybe after she rested here for a little while -- while the offer hopefully still stood -- then she would be able to rest enough to actually walk without smashing into herself or something else. Therefore, she resolved to take the offer. It's not like she'd be uncomfortable here. Hopefully. "I. . . Apologize but I suppose I will have to honor your offer after all. I do not feel very stable. . ." She told her, frowning. It was embarrassing to her to say 'no' and then having to say 'yes', and hopefully Lady Takamatzu was okay with that. She doesn't know how she'll react, but hopefully it's not negatively, and hopefully she'll get the rest she requires.
Mood: Still disappointed; maybe just over-all foul. Condition: Sick enough, apparently.	Link:

Subject: Re: A Healer's Assistant Sun Sep 29, 2013 4:59 pm

Zurok Mia Takamatzu	Zurok was not meddlesome enough in Allora's personal life to know when or how often she got sick, and so as far as she was concerned it was just another round of someone getting sick. It was nothing she hadn't seen before in some form or another. Zurok had seen a lot in her 51 short years, and so Allora's condition was not unheard of. Yes, irrational decisions while one was in this state were common. A lot of people would do stranger things than that; such as pouring water on themselves to think it'd make them better; or occasionally even removing clothing, to name a few things. Zurok's house was cozy and rather nice. There were intricate tribal-style designs on the walls as well as a few shelves of herbal vials here and there, and perhaps evidence that Zurok performed various types of rituals. There was also at least one painting of a woman that was clearly Zurok, surrounded by 6 taller men and a shorter woman, the latter of which had her arms crossed. Those who knew Zurok would recognize them as her daughter and 6 sons. a husband and father figure was notably absent though, which was something of a mystery as to how Ms. Takamatzu had 7 children then--but may have explained why they all had the surname Tallarico. Nodding slowly, Zurok smiled. "I understand, child. You are not at your best right now, including in terms of thinking. Make yourself comfortable here; you know I intend no harm." This would not be the first time someone had stayed at Zurok's home like this before. Besides, people saw her carry the youngster off, and in most cases, that just meant that she had volunteered her services, and would release the patient once they had recovered. Zurok's reputation in this field was rather good. she sat back down, waiting to see what Allora would do next. Zurok was generally very hospitable, with few restrictions, none of which were unreasonable.
Mood: Mixed Condition: Perfect	Link:

Subject: Re: A Healer's Assistant Sun Sep 29, 2013 6:35 pm

Allora	Giving a quick once-around, entire survey, eyes darting, of the area, Allora assumed the position of patient. Under Lady Takamatzu's care, she knew, that she wouldn't require anything more. All she needed to do is rest one day, and then when the next day comes, she will be discharged and back home, for more rest. Unfortunately, this'll probably setback her training, something her parents won't be too content about, but it's necessary for her well-being. She set her bottom back where she was laying down before, and exhaled a bit. She wanted all those bad energies to be entirely liquidated and flooded from her body, and so she did that to aid her in the process. Nodding to Zurok, she removed the inuit that was over her body. Along with that went the hood, since the hood was apart of the inuit. She was now left in simple water-tribe clothes; a dark blue full-body one-piece covered by a lighter shade of blue, asymmetrical at the collar and slit on the right side, a few inches past her knee. It looked like some "mature" kimono. Allora finally laid down, ungloved hands resting on her abdomen. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to go into a deep, dreamless sleep. She didn't want to think about anything further. She just needed rest, and immediate recovery is what she was aiming for. Let's just hope her condition doesn't worsen by the day.
Mood: Disappointed; somewhat relaxed. Sleeping. Condition: Sick	Link:

Subject: Re: A Healer's Assistant Sun Sep 29, 2013 6:56 pm

Zurok Mia Takamatzu	Zurok gave the young lady a confident smirk as she looked around, but otherwise didn't move except to cross her legs, which was easy since she was wearing pants instead of a skirt. It would probably only take a day for Allora to recover, but if she needed more time, Zurok would not hesitate to let her know. However, Zurok's manner of persuasion was simply with words and hardly with actions. It worked well enough for her most of the time, and when it didn't, she always had backup plans. "There's a spare room down the hall if you want something more comfortable than a table." she offered, "otherwise, if you need anything, I will be downstairs. Just be sure to knock if you come find me." Zurok's basement was not a house of horrors or anything (most likely). She just preferred to work in solitude and quietness. With this, she stood up and began to walk towards the stairs that led downward. Allora was a big girl and Zurok trusted that she would know how to handle herself. Besides, it was not Zurok's job to force her to not make what she saw as bad choices.
Mood: Content Condition: Perfect	Link:

Subject: Re: A Healer's Assistant Sun Sep 29, 2013 7:31 pm

Allora	Luckily, Allora wasn't asleep yet. She would have been in Zurok's voice hadn't intervened on her travels down to the dark void she sought. Heeding her words, Allora slowly rose up, and swung her legs over the table. She dropped down, slowly, on her feet, and bent over to take her inuit. Nodding to the Grandmaster, she walked herself up stairs, and into the guest room, where she assumed would be much more comfortable. She didn't take the time to analyze the room; she really needed to get some sleep. Walking toward the bed, she folded the inuit and placed it on the floor, and then flopped on the bed, arms outstretched for the time being. Later, she covered herself promptly, after removing her boots, and tried to get herself to sleep. It was difficult at first, since she felt slightly disturbed, but afterwards, she managed to slip into a dreamless sleep once more. Looks like things were looking up, and without the stress of nightmares threatening her livelyhood, she would recover in no time. Hours passed, and Allora became much better. Her thinking was no longer clouded by foolishness, and after donning her inuit once more and brushing out her bed head, she descended to the first floor, and then knocked on the basement door. There, she thanked Zurok for her optimal hospitality, and that she is perfectly fine. This can be deduced as true by the color and sound of her voice. She also told her she would be going home, and did so, leaving the door and shutting the door. Pulling over her hood, she walked home, where she was greeted by her parents and asked what happened. Not really wanting conversation or wanting to explain, she simply dismissed the notion and gave them ample enough explanation to keep them satisfied. Luckily, they didn't punish her, and allowed her given rest for a few more days before heading back to her usual routine. Despite having a cold exterior shell, betraying little emotion in both expression and body language, she felt a great change in here. This can be denoted by the wing-like fuchsia eyeliner she had at the top of her eyelid. Perhaps the conversations she had with Lady Takamatzu allowed her to really reach into herself, and the strange dream she had when she was unconscious the first time reached out to her too. Hopefully, she'll be able to meet Lady Takamatzu some time later, but for now, she had priorities. And who knows, maybe if they do meet again, she will be a more competent waterbender and healer.
Mood: Feeling much better; determined Condition: Still sick, but overall fine.	Link: