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Sarah stepped into the house and grabbed her usual first-aid stuff, along with her stitching supplies. Sitting next to Mason on the couch, she rolled his shirt up so she could see what she was doing. She took off the bandages gently, peering at the torn stitches underneath and wincing when she caught sight of the wound. She gently pulled the loose bits of thread off of it. Taking a clean piece of gauze, she applied pressure on the wound in the hopes of making it stop bleeding. It eventually stopped, and she pressed the two ends together. She began stitching it up carefully. "Okay, now-" she finished stitching it and wrapped bandages around it, "-you can get up and walk around, but you better tell me if it bleeds again. Otherwise I will personally fly you out to the Arctic and drop you off there, never to be seen again." She finished bandaging and eyed Mason's face.

Ryu waited for awhile, before launching himself into the air again. He tilted his wings, flying up. He flew higher than he did with Sarah on his back, since Sarah couldn't survive up high. He reached his limit, which was just above the ozone layer. Gliding along at quite a pace, he decided not to come back until the next morning.

He glanced at Amber. "Mentally or physically?" Then he waved the question away. "I set a trap for the dragons. When they come in the door all of the mistletoe is gonna fall on top of them." He smirked and went back to the fire, where he put on a straight face and patted the ground next to him for Amber to sit down. "Act like we've been here the whole time."

Draein barely had time to recollect himself from the scare the acorn caused before he was attacked from above. It came suddenly, and rendered him utterly defenseless. Since the attack was so quick, he had no time to unsheath his sword, and was unable to land a blow against the stranger. He didn't just have his sword for fighting though, and he tried to defend himself, but the stranger's fierce and swift attack completely took away any chance of gathering a suitable defense. Reeling backwards wildly in an attempt to create distance between his attacker, he felt a sharp pain tear through his neck, and he fell, landing on the ground hard. He stayed there for a little bit, panting from the shock and pain combined. He had never experienced something like this, and he always had enough time to dodge the blow or counter it, but the attacker moved quicker than himself, and attacked him from above; a tactic he was not at all familiar with. He looked over at his attacker, a young woman who was currently standing near him and wiping off a bloody knife. Seeing the blood on the knife, and realizing the pain in his neck, he grimaced as he placed a hand on the throbbing area. Taking it away, he caught sight of the blood on it, a confirmation of the cut on his neck that was now dripping blood on his uniform. Trying to ignore the blurry vision and light-headedness he was beginning to feel, he saw the woman reaching out her hand, and heard a voice asking who he was.

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Of course, he didn't really trust the person who attacked him just a few short moments ago, so he struggled and stood up on his own, making sure to put a foot or two between them. Trying not to seem weak, he kept his hands from touching his injury, and let it continue to drip as he replied, "I should be asking you that question. Who attacks people unawares by dropping down on them from the trees?" He kept a wary eye on her, tensing in case she tried to fight him again. If she tries to attack me, she'll find it won't be as easy as last time. Wait, why do I feel so dizzy? He thought as he still kept his attention on the stranger. Of course, if he had seen his injury, he would have known that a good amount of blood had already flowed from it, and if he had just tried to put pressure on it instead of act strong, he wouldn't have lost so much. However, he hated showing others any weaknesses, and avoided it whenever possible, especially if they were someone who had attacked him. This didn't help him now, and the light-headedness only increased the longer he stood there.

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Mason's eyes were clamped shut, his left arm he used as a weight anchor to hold himself still, it was about two feet away from his hip, pressing against the backrest of the couch. He had been holding the wound with his right hand, but he knew Sarah would peel his fingers away, so he let go and put his right arm behind his back.

Moving the arm out from behind his back, he held up the shirt for her, his eyes shot open at the touch to his wound, he nearly jumped. Then he sharply exhaled when she started pulling the stitches out. "Ah-ha-ha-ow.. That hurt." He looked down at his side, ineffected by the gruesome injury, though he usually would be. He looked up at Rome, she was watching Sarah, he could see her stressing over him. He tensed when the gauze touched his side. His eyes unfocused, he held his breath, letting his head lean down. The constant pressure made it bareable pain, but it didn't make it any better then the first touch with the fabric.

When she moved the gauze he loosened his posture, exhaling the breath he'd been holding, slowly. He wasn't prepared for the stitches, when she made the first touch, he inhaled sharply, his eyes unfocused, then got cloudly, he let his head fall back slightly. After about 5 seconds into the stitching, his head lolled to the side, his hand came loose and almost dropped to where she was stitching, he pulled his hand up again, holding the shirt up, but he had looked like he had fainted for all of 3 seconds. Mason had felt himself go and woke up instantly, but he relaxed like he actually did and lay there, but his hand was moving to show that he hadn't actually gone out of conciousness. It was very close though, he clenched his jaw and relaxed again, but kept his hand up so she could finish and not accidentally stab him with the needle. Once she was finished, he felt the bandages go on and the pain decrease suddenly. "Noted.." His voice trailed off when he spoke the word. A small layer of sweat was over a bit of his face, chest and arms, he was struggling intensely with staying awake, he was barely staying awake even then. His jaw clenched and he put his head back where it was before he almost fainted.

His vision was blurry but he was alive and concious, much to his dislike at the moment. I hate infections. He stared around and let his shirt fall over the wound, putting his hand on his thigh. He'd started bouncing his knee, so he could focus on something else.

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Sarah gave Mason's hand a pat and got up, making her way to the freezer. She took out a small bag of ice and settled it on her shoulder, letting out a hiss of pain. "So, Rome, your probably wondering what just happened. Your idiot brother here decided not to tell me when he started bleeding. I dunno how much blood he lost, but it looked like a lot." She plopped back on the couch with him and poked him.

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Mason grumbled. "I didn't lose that much blood." He let out a huff, unamused by the poke. God that hurt, they don't even feel bad about it, just because I didn't say anything. Mason still wanted to go out exploring the island but he wasn't feeling the "I want to move" vibe at the moment.

Rome tapped her left hand fingers on the armrest, she was leaning on her right elbow, her thumb was under her chin and her index and middle finger were on her bottom lip. She had a blank stare, she was looking at Mason. "Did you have to make it look so painful?" She was asking Mason, but the question could've gone to either of the two on the couch, slightly moving her hand.

Mason made eye contact with Rome, he looked uncomfortable, but she wasn't sure if it was because he was in pain, embarrassed, or sitting next to Sarah. Either was possible, they were all logical answers, but she went with he first one for his uncomfortable look. "When she's your doctor, it's the only thing you can do." His tone sounded singed, but he looked away, down at his bouncing knee.

(Whoops ><)

"Trap for the dragons huh?" She chuckled "I like that". Amber was cradling Beans in her arms and she sat down beside Sage, waiting for the dragons to come back..with water this time..hopefully. "If we hadn't met, what do you think you would be doing right now?" She asked randomly

No mentions to the dragon I have at the end, thats a later group thing))

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Sarah rolled her eyes. "He's so dramatic. Infections are painful, that's just how it goes." She sighed and glanced at Mason. "I tried to make it less painful, but that doesn't always work. Especially with wounds like that one."

Ryu glided along the air currents peacefully, he hadn't had this much fun since he was just a baby learning how to fly. He did severral flying tricks he would not have been able to with someone on his back. Spotting something in the distance, Ryu decided to take the cautious approach and even out his wingbeats so they could not be heard. He got closer to it and picked out what it was. It looked to be a volcano. There was smoke coming from the inside of it, but no sign of lava anywhere on the mountain. He landed lightly on the rim of it and peered in curiously. It looked to be a dragon, filling up the entire space of the volcano, sleeping. The unusually large dragon had smoke blowing out of its nostrils. There was lava in the volcano, the dragon seemed to be enjoying sleeping in it. Ryu, who looked like a feather compared to the monstrous dragon, shrieked and launched into the air. In his haste, he took off lopsidedly and almost dropped out of the sky. He shot away from the volcano like a little bullet, climbing back up near the ozone layer.