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Elara chuckled lightly at his words, setting the tin on the table beside the bed for him to put on when he awoke......whenever that may be. Anyways, Elara wrote a small note that read: I went hunting, i'll be back soon though Before she slung her bow over her shoulder, casted one last long glance at Sage, and left Varys at the door incase anything happend to the three of them while she was gone. The woman silently stalked into the woods, eyeing a few foxes but deciding they weren't fat enough to kill for food yet. She continued on before taking down two or three of the animals, grabbing them by the legs and hauling them back to the cabin. |
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Sage had fallen asleep quickly once he'd settled down, and didn't wake until late the next morning. He woke groggily, but he supposed if he was awake he wasn't immediately dying....whether that was good or bad he really wasn't sure. Either way, he just lay around until he heard the cabin door open, muttering a goodmorning to Elara, who he figured had come back with something. She normally did. |
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Elara was in a good mood that morning, setting the foxes down outside before having to chase Varys down for one. "You can wait or hunt your own," She barked, Varys just sneezing and trotting inside before hopping up onto the bed and flopping down next to Sage. "Morning, feel an better today?" The woman asked, picking up Liz. |
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Sage chuckled when he felt the wolf crawl into the bed with him, and he reached over to stroke the animal as it lay his head gently on his chest. "Well, I'm still here," he noted with slight amusement. "About the same as yesterday....cuts have scabbed over so those aren't raw and don't hurt as much but the bruises are the worst of it. Always have been," he added with a shrug. |
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Elara chuckled softly at his response, agreeing. "Yeah, still are." She mused, listening to the rest. "Well it's good they scabbed over. I left that stuff I gave you yesterday and that ointment on your table if you wanted it, but the liquid you only take one swig. Take two and it's too much." |
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Sage chuckled softly and nodded, though only slightly since too much still hurt his head. "What all does too much entail," he mused, eyeing the bottle. "Cus if it's just getting a little loopy I might take a mini high," he half joked, though part of him was serious....the medicine only did so much for the pain, sure, but it was the memories and dark thoughts he'd really like to get rid of. Those never did seem to go away unless he took something or just got drunk or .. something a long those lines. |
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"Because if you take too much it'll feel like you drank a liter of poison. Trust me, i've tried it and uh....just don't." She said, tone slightly serious but not really as she set Liz down, the toddler doing her little run to Sage, Elara giving her a boost up and her crawling over to Varys and burying her face in his fur before smiling that goofy youngster grin at Sage. |
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Sage grunted in agreement and nodded. "Poison, got it," he noted, smiling softly when Liz crawled up and over to him, opening his arms for her to crawl into his lap. "Hey hon," he mused softly, honestly just relieved Amy had left her alone. |
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"I've been teaching her a few words so, just wait for them." She said with a soft smile, heading back outside once again to go hunt for pelts just as Liz went "Da," |
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Sage had glanced over at Elara with a nod, offering her a thankful grin and then settling down with Liz. His eyes widened when she spoke though, a grin splitting his face. "Am I Da," he sort of cooed at her, clearly delighted about it. |
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