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Re: Elizabeth Silver (AshPrince) GMed by Hafnium
The handmaiden snuck a few glances at some of her lady's more personal assets after Elizabeth was undressed. The looks seemed to be born more of curiosity than lust, though the latter seemed to have at least a little influence in the maid's wandering eyes. Alice tried her best to make her looks seem clinical but the occasional flicker of admiration was noticeable in her expression, masking her feelings was another trick that the nervous maid would need to learn if she were to serve House Silver. "I'm sorry milady, I don't have the materials to make a better wash for your wound. It's impossible to tell what those creatures had on their talons so this will have to do. It's going to sting." It was the only warning the maid gave before taking the bottle up in her hand. The graceful limb moved to pour a small amount onto the wounds that Elizabeth had sustained. Stinging was an understatement. Alcohol mixed with blood as the wound was opened anew by the disinfecting process and ran freely onto the sheets.
Next, the maid-turned-nurse took a small instrument out of a bowl that she had previously filled with the liquor. The maid's next step was a little stranger than that. The skinny girl placed her free hand below Elizabeth's breasts but away from the cuts that her medical tool hovered over. Alice's eyes never left the cuts but the way she focused on them seemed as though she might have been trying to stare them into submission. The soft hand pushed harder against the heiress and Elizabeth found that her flesh had begun to tingle. The sensation wasn't like the one that the tentacled beasts had bestowed upon her, it felt infinitely more natural and even enjoyable. Suddenly, a minute into the process, skin started to regenerate over the cuts as though they had never been there. It was unlike being healed by a mage, however, as the skin did not meet and reform naturally. Alice seemed to have been prepared for the way that her mistress was healing, however, as she clamped the skin together using the metal instrument in her hand. As bad as the alcohol had stung, the clamping was a hundred times worse. The throbbing pain became less noticeable as the feelings emanating from Alice's hand increased. Elizabeth's skin began to knit itself back together. When it was done there was no scar, no sign that the lizards had ever touched her.
The maid wasn't done yet, however. Placing the clamping instrument back in the bowl she put both hands onto the previously wounded area, Elizabeth felt the tingling begin anew. The effort lasted for another few minutes before Alice stopped, rather abruptly, and looked at her handiwork. Unfortunately, as the pleasant sensations left the pain returned in full force. Elizabeth's side throbbed with an ache so fierce that it felt as though she had broken a rib. "I'm sorry, milady. I know a little bit of healing magic but I'm not learned enough to rely entirely on it so I have to mix it with more traditional means. It will hurt for a while but it won't reopen on you during a fight and eventually it will heal completely." The mousy girl took a look at some cloth that she had obviously intended as bandages and then back to her nude mistress. Alice seemed to decide that it would be okay without bandages. Turning, the girl went to rummage through the soldiers' goods again. Eventually she came back with a respectable set of black clothing including a tunic and pants. The whole process, including scavenging, had taken less than fifteen minutes. "I think it might be a little big, milady, but it should do." If Elizabeth agreed to the clothing then Alice would immediately move to dress and reequip her armor, leaving the assassin to decide what the duo and their two less-than-loyal guards needed to do next.
HP = 37, PP = 33, EP = 30, Status = The pain, it feels like stinging.
The handmaiden snuck a few glances at some of her lady's more personal assets after Elizabeth was undressed. The looks seemed to be born more of curiosity than lust, though the latter seemed to have at least a little influence in the maid's wandering eyes. Alice tried her best to make her looks seem clinical but the occasional flicker of admiration was noticeable in her expression, masking her feelings was another trick that the nervous maid would need to learn if she were to serve House Silver. "I'm sorry milady, I don't have the materials to make a better wash for your wound. It's impossible to tell what those creatures had on their talons so this will have to do. It's going to sting." It was the only warning the maid gave before taking the bottle up in her hand. The graceful limb moved to pour a small amount onto the wounds that Elizabeth had sustained. Stinging was an understatement. Alcohol mixed with blood as the wound was opened anew by the disinfecting process and ran freely onto the sheets.
Next, the maid-turned-nurse took a small instrument out of a bowl that she had previously filled with the liquor. The maid's next step was a little stranger than that. The skinny girl placed her free hand below Elizabeth's breasts but away from the cuts that her medical tool hovered over. Alice's eyes never left the cuts but the way she focused on them seemed as though she might have been trying to stare them into submission. The soft hand pushed harder against the heiress and Elizabeth found that her flesh had begun to tingle. The sensation wasn't like the one that the tentacled beasts had bestowed upon her, it felt infinitely more natural and even enjoyable. Suddenly, a minute into the process, skin started to regenerate over the cuts as though they had never been there. It was unlike being healed by a mage, however, as the skin did not meet and reform naturally. Alice seemed to have been prepared for the way that her mistress was healing, however, as she clamped the skin together using the metal instrument in her hand. As bad as the alcohol had stung, the clamping was a hundred times worse. The throbbing pain became less noticeable as the feelings emanating from Alice's hand increased. Elizabeth's skin began to knit itself back together. When it was done there was no scar, no sign that the lizards had ever touched her.
The maid wasn't done yet, however. Placing the clamping instrument back in the bowl she put both hands onto the previously wounded area, Elizabeth felt the tingling begin anew. The effort lasted for another few minutes before Alice stopped, rather abruptly, and looked at her handiwork. Unfortunately, as the pleasant sensations left the pain returned in full force. Elizabeth's side throbbed with an ache so fierce that it felt as though she had broken a rib. "I'm sorry, milady. I know a little bit of healing magic but I'm not learned enough to rely entirely on it so I have to mix it with more traditional means. It will hurt for a while but it won't reopen on you during a fight and eventually it will heal completely." The mousy girl took a look at some cloth that she had obviously intended as bandages and then back to her nude mistress. Alice seemed to decide that it would be okay without bandages. Turning, the girl went to rummage through the soldiers' goods again. Eventually she came back with a respectable set of black clothing including a tunic and pants. The whole process, including scavenging, had taken less than fifteen minutes. "I think it might be a little big, milady, but it should do." If Elizabeth agreed to the clothing then Alice would immediately move to dress and reequip her armor, leaving the assassin to decide what the duo and their two less-than-loyal guards needed to do next.