the lightbringer

aria blackwood penned by amelia

[ariaxblackwood]

ARIA BLACKWOOD / 26 (358) / FAE

Amidst the 𝓰𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓵𝓮 dance of fairies, 𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 becomes a tapestry, weaving dreams of 𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 and 𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓾𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 the path of wonder.

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[alexxcomics]

Alex let his thoughts wander, trying not to focus too much on the pain as she cleaned the wound. Though his thoughts weren't helping much, he was thinking about so much. "That's a nice way of putting clumsy moments," he laughed a little. "I'm not even quite sure what I was looking for," he said, almost to himself than to her.

"No, thank you. I'm glad it's clean. I will, thank you. I'll try not to go wandering in the woods any time soon," Alex replied, laughing slightly.

He paused. "It's not really, to do with the wound. Do you... this may sound crazy. Do you know of anything in the woods?"

[ariaxblackwood]

The question about the woods hung in the air, shrouded in a sense of mystery and anticipation. She could sense something deeper in his words, a yearning for answers that went beyond the physical wound she had just tended to.

Her mind raced, considering the various possibilities that could lie within the woods he spoke of. Aria had heard stories of ancient forests, whispered secrets hidden within their depths, and the allure of the unknown that beckoned those who dared to venture into their embrace.

With a gentle smile, Aria leaned slightly closer, her voice carrying a tone of understanding and openness. "The woods hold a multitude of wonders, both seen and unseen," she began. "They are often places of solace, where one can find a sense of peace and connection with nature. But they can also be mysterious, harboring untold stories and hidden treasures."

Aria's words carried a sense of reverence for the natural world and its enigmatic beauty. She pondered her response for a moment before continuing. "If there's something specific you're seeking or wondering about, I'd be happy to listen."

[ofxsilas]

Silas was not surprised when he laid eyes on the woman. She seemed gentle, soft spoken, a natural healer. He looked around before following the nurse into the seating area. He took a seat, leaning forward and wondering if she already knew what this was about. He lowered his eyes and the tone of his voice. "I come from the fae court." He whispered, once again looking around. "I had heard.... about you. I just thought we should meet." He held out a nervous hand. He did not know much about the fae that had remained on earth, he was not even born when the veil had been closed. They seemed like something of a myth to him and here he was... sat before one. One that seemed to look so normal. For once, there was a bubbling excitement inside him.

[ariaxblackwood]

Aria's heart skipped a beat at Silas whispered his revelation. The words hung in the air, carrying with them a sense of enchantment and mystery.

Silas' nervous yet earnest demeanor tugged at Aria's empathetic nature. She could sense the trepidation in his voice, the weight of his words. Aria's mind raced, trying to absorb the implications of this encounter. What had he heard about her? The possibilities sparked her imagination igniting a flicker of excitement within her own being.

With a serene grace, Aria extended her hand, a gesture of reassurance and acceptance. She met Silas' gaze, her eyes radiating warmth and understanding.

"In that case," she began, her voice equally as hushed. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

[byebyedax-deactivated20230926]

There was irony in the way that hospitals tended to make people more nervous rather than calm. This was certainly the case for Dax, anyhow.

Anxiety had held his chest in a vice grip since the moment he’d received the text message from the eldest of his younger sisters, informing him that their mother had been admitted into Holloway Clinic due to what they believed to be a mini stroke. It’d squeezed at his lungs as he’d been forced to cross into town, leaving his voice tight with nerves as he’d checked in with the receptionist at the front desk, who had kindly directed him to the room his mother was being treated in.

The feeling only became more intense as he made his way towards Room 214, his steps getting heavier and heavier until he was all but dragging his feet across the tiled floor. Perhaps it was his worry over how he would find his mother, or guilt at the thought that he was partially to blame for this. She wouldn’t have suffered this malady if he hadn’t left her and his sisters to fend for themselves against his stepfather. Whatever the reason, it sat heavy on his shoulders, causing them to slump forward as he circled his hand over the door handle. He stumbled a bit into the room as he pried the door open, his feet protesting against crossing the threshold.

Once inside, relief soothed his frayed nerves as he picked up on a few familiar presences, his mother being one of them. In fact, he was pulled to her so strongly that he did not notice the foreign presence that hovered near her bed, not at first. His focus was on his mother, kneeling down beside her to take one of her hands in his. As he ran his thumb over the soft skin of her knuckles, he heaved a sigh, feeling a certain tiredness wash over him. A long glance at the middle aged woman told him she looked about as drained as he felt and it felt little to his imagination as to how she must been actually feeling.

The feeling gradually dissipated once he put her hand back on top of the blanket, replaced by another, one he couldn’t identify. His brows scrunched towards each other in confusion as he lifted his face, his eyes scanning the room. They came to settle on the figure of a stranger, a young woman who was gazing back at him expectantly. She wasn’t a complete stranger, not from the pristine hospital uniform she donned. A nurse.

“Sorry, I… I didn’t see you when I came in,” he offered her a mumbled apology, embarrassment trailing warm across his cheeks and down his neck, which he awkwardly scratched. “I was just so worried about her—my mother. How is she?”

[ariaxblackwood]

Aria observed Dax as he entered the room, his shoulders slumped and his movements heavy with a mix of worry and guilt. She recognized the weight he carried, the burden of responsibility and concern for his mother's well-being. It was a familiar sight, one she had witnessed countless times in the faces of anxious family members.

Her heart went out to him, and she approached with gentle steps, her presence meant to provide comfort and support. Aria's voice reflected her understanding as she replied, her tone soft and empathetic.

"No need to apologize, Dax," Aria reassured him, her voice laced with warmth. "It's completely understandable. Your concern for your mother is evident, and I'm here to help you navigate this challenging time."

She moved closer, standing beside the hospital bed and meeting Dax's gaze with a compassionate smile. Aria recognized the need for reassurance and the desire to know how his mother was faring.

"Your mother is being well taken care of," Aria answered, her voice steady and soothing. "Our medical team is closely monitoring her condition and providing the necessary treatments and support. We're doing everything we can to ensure her comfort and recovery."

She spoke with sincerity, wanting to alleviate his worries and foster a sense of trust. "I know this can be an overwhelming experience, but please know that you're not alone," Aria continued, her voice gentle but firm. "We're here to support both you and your mother every step of the way. If you have any questions or concerns, don't hesitate to reach out to me or any of the medical staff."

Aria paused for a moment, allowing her words to sink in before continuing, her voice filled with genuine care.

"Sometimes, taking care of a loved one can feel like a heavy burden," Aria added, her voice softening. "But please remember to take care of yourself as well. You being here for your mother is a testament to your love and dedication, and we want to make sure you have the support you need too."

Aria's words were accompanied by a reassuring touch on Dax's arm, a gesture meant to convey understanding and solidarity. She wanted to let him know that they were in this together, a team working towards the well-being of his mother.

[valkyrie-reyes]

It had been a rough night at the bar, usually most clients tended to be able to handle themselves but on this particular occasion a fight had broken out and Valkyrie being the resolver she was had to jump in to prevent more people from being involved but also the fight becoming more violent; as it turns out only one of those things could be done successfullly and her hand being sliced in half was definitely not one of those things.

"I was great until I had to fight grown ass men who couldn't settle themselves over a pint" trying not to let the emotions bubble up too much or she could see herself getting angry at a innocent civilian who didn't deserve it; "Is it okay doc? I'm not gonna loose my hand am I?" being a tad bit playful with her though she was almost certain that the hand would remain exactly where it was

[ariaxblackwood]

Aria's warm smile remained, mirroring the playful tone in Valkyrie's voice. "Ah, a true bar warrior," she replied, a flicker of amusement dancing in her eyes. "You certainly have a knack for finding excitement in unexpected places."

She pulled up a chair, its legs scraping softly against the tiled floor, and settled herself beside the bed, her gaze fixed upon Valkyrie. "Rest assured, Valkyrie, we'll do everything in our power to make sure you keep that hand intact," Aria assured her, her voice carrying a blend of reassurance and lightheartedness. "The skilled surgeons and medical team here are quite adept at putting things back together."

Aria reached out, her fingers gently squeezing Valkyrie's uninjured hand. "But just in case they need some extra inspiration, I'll make sure to send them a memo: 'Save the badass hand of Valkyrie, the fearless bar fighter.'"

Aria's playful words were accompanied by a soft chuckle, a moment of shared camaraderie between nurse and patient. She understood the power of humor, how it could alleviate the heaviness of the situation.

"As much as I admire your fighting spirit, it's important to remember to take it easy for now," Aria continued, her tone shifting to a more serious yet caring note. "Let us work our magic, and soon enough, you'll be back to kicking ass and taking names."

She leaned in slightly, her voice lowering to a conspiratorial whisper. "Just between us, though, I think the bar patrons might need to watch out for you when you're back in action. They won't know what hit them."

Aria's words were accompanied by a mischievous glint in her eyes, a playful invitation for Valkyrie to engage in their shared banter. She wanted to create an atmosphere of trust and camaraderie, where Valkyrie could find solace and comfort amidst the sterile hospital environment.

"Now, let's get started with your care, shall we?" Aria said, her tone shifting back to a professional yet caring demeanor. "I'll make sure you're comfortable, and the doctors will soon be here to evaluate your hand and discuss the next steps."

[mvrgotrbbie-deactivated20240615]

It was probably maybe five minutes or so after Aria left that Imogen collected her belongings and came to the realisation that maybe she had acted a tad bit out of line; and that was going to happen when a million and one things were falling apart in your life.

"Wait!" Imogen exclaimed as the door was softly closing in her face, adjusting the bag strap over her shoulder as the femme chased down the other, not wanting to sound too overly desperate but at the same time wanting to mend bridges that she had probably burnt down herself; "I'm sorry" apologising once the distance had been closed between the two individuals

Deep down Imogen knew that this attitude wasn't her but at the same time, she couldn't justify being an asshole to just everyone and anyone; "I know you were just trying to help, I just wanted to say I'm sorry and it's not me, I'm going through a lot right now" openly admitting to the other; "Can I get you a cup of coffee, maybe from another place to make up for it?"

An apologetic expression a sheer but dominant emotion in her eyes as the other attempted to extend a olive branch, something she rarely did but knew that there was a chance she could be rejected and shot down and if she was then it was something she completely respected especially since she was aware that the fault was initially started by herself.

[ariaxblackwood]

Aria paused in her steps, her back still turned to Imogen, as she heard the faint sound of hurried footsteps closing in. Imogen's voice, filled with remorse, reached Aria's ears, prompting her to turn around slowly. She watched as Imogen, her expression bearing the weight of her recent actions, stood before her, offering a heartfelt apology.

Aria's eyes softened with understanding, her initial concern now mingled with compassion. She could sense the turmoil Imogen was going through, the weight of her struggles evident in her words and in the vulnerability shining through her eyes. Aria knew what it felt like to have the world crashing down around you, and she recognized the bravery it took Imogen to extend this olive branch.

A small, understanding smile played upon Aria's lips, and she replied, her voice gentle yet reassuring. "I appreciate your apology, Imogen. I understand that we all go through difficult times, and our actions may not always reflect who we truly are." She took a step closer, closing the emotional distance between them.

"You don't have to apologize for being human, for having moments where everything feels overwhelming. We've all been there," Aria continued. "I accept your apology, and I appreciate your willingness to make amends."

The offer of a cup of coffee from another place caught Aria slightly off guard, but she recognized it as a genuine gesture of reconciliation.

"That's very kind of you," She replied, her voice tinged with appreciation. "I would love that."

[ofxsilas]

closed starter for @ariaxblackwood

Location: Holloway medical clinic

Silas had heard increasing reports of fae who had remained on earth while the veil was sealed and honestly... he was curious about it. He loved his kin and he loved his queen. But he wondered why one would make the decision to remain among mortals when they could be in the beauty of avalon. He moved through the hospital clinic until he felt it. Until he could feel the pulsing of her magic, the energy so close to him. He didn't need to ask the question. "It's you." He said simply, his eyes falling on aria. "i didn't think i would find you this quickly." his eyes darted around the clinical room. "Do you have a moment to talk?"

[ariaxblackwood]

Aria's attention was momentarily diverted, her focus on attending to the needs of the patients in the clinic. The rhythmic hum of the hospital, the hushed conversations, and the occasional beeping of machines formed the backdrop to her daily routine. But then, a shift in the atmosphere caught her attention, a tingling sensation that whispered of otherworldly presence.

Her eyes instinctively sought out the source, and there he was, standing before her. Aria's gaze met his, and a mixture of surprise and curiosity danced within her eyes.

"Yes, it's me?" Aria replied, her voice a melodic blend of warmth and intrigue, despite her confusion. She had encountered individuals with unique energies before, but whoever this was, was something different.

"Of course," Aria responded, her voice carrying a soft invitation. "I have a moment. Please, follow me."

Aria gestured to a nearby seating area, a small enclave where she often took brief respites. The sterile environment of the clinic seemed to fade away as she led him to the more comfortable and intimate space. She motioned for him to take a seat, settling herself across from him.

"How can I help?"

[natexbeaumont]

He awoke to blinding sunlight and pain firing the neurons in half his body. Nate blinked. Once, twice. He still had no idea where he was. This was neither the run-down manor house he had to call his home now nor the rough forest floor. The warlock searched his mind, trying to remember what had happened. The woods. The spell... Something must have gone wrong. Terribly wrong. Darkness backfiring, that was just what he had needed.

The door opened and a woman entered he had never before seen in his life, adding to the confusion that fogged his mind already. Nate bit his lip, keeping the magic at bay that was already struggling to break free, to save him.

"My what?", he furrowed his brows, moving into a more upright position. "Wait, this is a hospital?" Just great.

"Do you want an honest answer to that?", with a groan Nate rose up, tossing his legs over the edge of the bed. But even such simple motions made his head light and dizzy. He closed his eyes momentarily as the world began to spin around him and the warlock swallowed a curse that tasted like poison.

"I need to get out of here. Like now. This instance.", he did not wish to be rude to her, she seemed nice and all. But quite frankly his life was on the line. The last thing he wanted, the last thing he needed was for the council to find him in this state, to link what had happened in the forest to him. "You can do that, can't you? Let me out of here?"

[ariaxblackwood]

Aria observed Nate's disorientated state, his confusion and discomfort palpable in the way he furrowed his brows and shifted on the bed. She maintained a calm and patient demeanor, understanding the disorientation that often accompanied waking up in an unfamiliar environment.

"Yes, this is a hospital," Aria confirmed gently, her voice filled with reassurance. "You were brought in after an incident. We're here to help you, to make sure you're safe and receive the care you need."

Nate's urgency and desire to leave were evident in his words, and Aria empathized with his need for control and independence. She took a step closer, her expression compassionate yet firm.

"I understand that you may feel anxious, but it's important that we properly assess your condition before you leave," Aria explained, her tone gentle yet resolute. "We need to ensure there are no underlying issues or complications from what happened."

She maintained a respectful distance, giving Nate space while also conveying her presence and willingness to listen.

"I can see that you're eager to leave, and I'll do what I can to expedite the process," Aria continued, her voice infused with understanding. "But it's crucial that we prioritize your well-being. Let's talk about what you remember and any symptoms you're experiencing. That way, we can determine the best course of action."

Aria reached for a notepad and pen, ready to jot down any pertinent information Nate could provide. She maintained eye contact, her gaze steady and empathetic.

[mvrgotrbbie-deactivated20240615]

It was everything in the moment and more that frustrated her, the temperature of the coffee that was like a after thought of a memory, the burn itself never quite leaving her even as everyone else on looked in a variety of emotions, some were shocked as if they had never seen this before, some were judging how this could have possibly happened to someone and the staff were scrambling to collect cleaning equipment to prevent such a occurrence happening twice in one day.

But what irritated her more was this woman, Imogen was really big on doing things in her own time and in her own accordance since the anger of the situation and unexpectedness of the action timed with the phone call that ended a mere moments before the coffee actually spilled on her, it only rapidly grew and increased her already some what fowl mood; "Please do not touch me" knowing deep down that she was just trying to help in deed but with all of the above mentioned happening all at once it was no wonder why the femme got overstimulated in public.

Taking a deep breath Imogen tried to reign in the anger beast as to not out burst in the middle of the Lavender Haze, she did recognize this to be a place of public usage and would like to come here again in the future so for the sake of that and not to bite this woman's head off she attempted to keep her emotions together; "I appreciate you trying to help me but I am more than capable of cleaning up for myself" and the last thing she wanted right now was to end up in a hospital or just show up to work late because someone had to take care of her.

"Don't take this the wrong way but I do have shit to do today and a business to run so I would rather just deal with this mess of a shituation and be done with it" tossing the napkins out of the way as if to curb her frustrations.

[ariaxblackwood]

Aria felt a pang of regret as Imogen's response expressed her desire to handle this situation herself. Aria understood that her well-intentioned actions may have come across as intrusive, adding to the frustration Imogen was already experiencing. She took a step back, her hands trembling with a mix of embarrassment and empathy.

"I apologize if I overstepped," Aria replied softly, her voice filled with understanding. "I can see that you prefer to handle this on your own. I'm sorry for the inconvenience."

Aria's eyes lingered on Imogen, her concern evident in her gaze. She could sense the strong emotions brimming beneath the surface. Though she had hoped to offer assistance, Aria knew that respecting Imogen's wishes was important.

"I understand you have your own obligations and responsibilities," Aria said, her tone gentle and accommodating. "If you ever change your mind or need any assistance, please don't hesitate to reach out. I'm here to help."

She took a step back, giving Imogen her space and allowing her to regain control of the situation. Aria's desire to assist remained, but she understood the importance of respecting personal boundaries, especially in moments of heightened emotions.

"I'm truly sorry for the accident," Aria added, her voice sincere and apologetic. "If there's anything else I can do, even if it's just offering a listening ear, please just let me know. Take care."

[alexxcomics]

Alex smiled gently, she was being nice. Though he supposed it was her job to be. He appreciated it all the same. "Yeah, a sound freaked me out. I ran, tripped and before I knew it. Splat onto a rock," he let out a small laugh.

He watched her as she moved around the room, he weirdly felt safe in the medical centre. The fake lightening helped. He'd needed that, he'd really felt shaken.

"Thank you, sometimes it's nice to hear someone say it. You know?" He smiled gently, nodding back as she looked at him. The wound made him wince slightly but he bit his lip in an attempt to help with the pain. He knew it needed cleaning. "Yeah, I knew I shouldn't leave it any longer. I think I realised it was pretty deep."

[ariaxblackwood]

Aria continued to clean Alex's wound, her gaze focused and gentle. She listened attentively as he shared the details of his accident, understanding the mix of fear and embarrassment that often accompanied such moments. Her gloved hands moved with precision, ensuring that every bit of dirt and debris was carefully removed from the wound.

As he let out a small laugh, Aria couldn't help but smile in response. "Sounds like quite the adventure," she replied, her tone light and reassuring. "But hey, we all have those moments that catch us off guard. It's what makes life interesting, right?"

As she continued to clean the wound, Aria's expertise and experience shone through, ensuring a thorough and careful process. She noticed his wince and immediately empathized with his discomfort. Gently, she placed a reassuring hand on his arm.

"I know it can be a bit painful, but we're almost done."

With a gentle touch, Aria applied a sterile dressing to the clean wound, securing it in place. She made sure it was snug but not too tight, allowing for proper airflow and healing. Her attention to detail and dedication to her craft were evident in every movement.

"There we go," Aria said, her voice filled with satisfaction as she finished. "Now, I've applied some dressing to keep it protected. Just remember to keep an eye on it, and if you notice any signs of infection or the wound not healing properly, don't hesitate to reach out."

"Is there anything else I can assist you with, Alex? Any other concerns or questions?"

[sharpestwolf]

Declan chuckled awkwardly, he hadn't been expecting to see anyone but his sister. He was pretty used to being sent to the ER to be checked over and him being... a werewolf. It was a little bit of a delicate situation. He would heal fast, but that didn't always mean it healed properly or in the cleanest way. His family and friends were always keen he go get checked out. This time, he'd been in the fight with a kitchen cabinet and he held a packet of peas over his left eye. "Hey... you weren't who i was expecting." He lowered his peas, attempting to act a little manlier then he would have if the nurse was his twin sister.

He coughed, putting on his slightly deeper voice. "Good.... i mean, it's just a bump nurse. Just need the all clear and i'll be out of your uh... hair."

[ariaxblackwood]

With a warm smile, Aria set aside her paperwork and approached him. She could sense his attempt to put on a brave front, but his slight awkwardness didn't go unnoticed.

"Hey there, Declan." Aria replied, her voice gentle yet confident. "No worries, I'm here to make sure you're all good. Those kitchen cabinets can be quite the adversaries, huh?" she added with a light chuckle, trying to ease any tension he might be feeling.

As she moved closer, Aria could see the packet of frozen peas pressed against Declan's left eye. She reached for a pair of gloves and put them on, ready to examine him. Her eyes filled with genuine concern as she looked at him.

"Alright, let's have a look," Aria said, her tone soothing. "Just need to make sure everything's alright and that you're healing up nicely. Can you tell me what happened with the cabinet? Any pain or dizziness?"

[earththings]

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[mvrgotrbbie-deactivated20240615]

Location: Lavender Haze

Status: Closed for Aria Blackwood

Tagging: @ariaxblackwood

All morning Imogen had been on the phones with lawyers attempting to get something finalized with her life, anything at this point would have been helpful considering right now she felt like she was stuck in a limbo. Especially since her soon to be exes side of things couldn't exactly figure out what they wanted to do with what she assumed was a already over relationship but the whole of Holloway didn't need to know her personal business. It was the hope that the coffee she had brought would some what calm her frustrations upon hearing the news but when an entity of sorts - probably a local civilian bumped into her and caused the scaling hot liquid to seer into her flesh through her clothing, you can't imagine Imogen was too pleased; "You have got to be fucking kidding me"

[ariaxblackwood]

As Aria hurriedly made her way through the bustling coffee shop, her mind preoccupied with the tasks awaiting her at the clinic, she unintentionally collided with a woman carrying a cup of scalding coffee. Aria's heart sank as she watched the hot liquid spill onto the woman's skin, her immediate concern overriding her own sense of urgency.

"I'm so sorry!" Aria exclaimed, her voice laced with genuine distress. She quickly reached for the napkins she always kept in her bag, her hands moving with purpose as she tried to mitigate the damage caused by her accidental collision. "Please, let me help. I really didn't mean to bump into you."

Her eyes met the woman's, filled with a mixture of guilt and concern. Aria's gaze softened as she took in the frustration etched on the woman's face, the weight of her personal struggles evident in her demeanor.

"I truly apologize," Aria continued, her voice gentle yet earnest. "I was in such a rush, and I didn't see you. Are you alright? Can I do anything else to help?"

She handed the woman the napkins, her hands trembling slightly with remorse. Aria's eyes scanned the area looking for an empty place to sit so they could attend to the coffee spill.

"Please, let's find a place to sit down. We should tend to your burn and make sure you're okay," Aria suggested, her voice laced with a sense of urgency. "I work at the clinic just a few blocks away. We have a first aid kit and medical supplies there. It would be best to properly assess the burn and ensure it doesn't worsen."

"I'm Aria, by the way," she introduced herself, hoping to establish a sense of trust and empathy. "I'm a nurse at the clinic. It's my job to help people, and right now, I want to help you."

[ourmanjack]

In all his life, there weren't many times that Alexis had actively chosen to go to the hospital or doctor's office. He had his routine check-ups and his regular shots, but when it came to anything more severe, that usually had been dealt with at home. Wounds and bites, poisonings and beatings, they had been commonplace in his time before Holloway, both with him and his family, and many of the things that had ailed and afflicted him had been handled by personal doctors and surgeons paid by his father. Without his family, without any of the private practitioners on-call, anything more than a scrape had to be taken to the clinic. Something like this, what he knew was a head wound but could turn out to be a concussion, was something he wasn't fit to deal with alone. He needed to reach out.

So there he sat, flannel and jeans, well-worn with a throbbing headache, the door opening to reveal a young woman and the soft gray of the morning light fighting to bring some color to the sterile white atmosphere. " Mornin' ma'am, " was his reply, much softer than he looked. Doctors and nurses were someone he knew not to give an attitude to - they had his life in their hands. " Alexis. " But she knew that already, no doubt. Her prompt was met with the ghost of a smile. " Terrible, " he told her, giving her a little chuckle. " Accidentally dropped a damn bird feeder on my head. I don't know if I gave myself a concussion. " Another small chuckle. It felt odd, being this casual, this kind again. " The headache hasn't stopped, so I thought it'd be smart to come get it checked out, just in case. " It was altogether awkward, for him, and she no doubt knew that too.

[ariaxblackwood]

Aria stood before Alexis, her eyes taking in the weariness that clung to him like a second skin. The lines etched on his face and the subtle tension in his posture told a story of a life marred by hardships and a self-reliance ingrained through necessity. She couldn't help but feel a surge of compassion for the weight he carried.

As she approached him, her steps deliberate yet gentle, she noticed the throbbing headache that seemed to cast a shadow over his features. She understood the importance of creating a safe and comfortable environment, especially for someone who may be apprehensive about seeking medical help.

"Accidentally dropping a bird feeder on your head sounds quite eventful," she replied with a soft chuckle, her voice carrying a touch of lightness. "I'm sorry to hear about your headache. Head injuries can be quite tricky, and it's wise to have it looked at, especially with the possibility of a concussion."

Aria reached for her notepad, jotting down a few notes as she listened attentively to Alexis's account. She nodded, her expression one of understanding. "I can understand why you'd want to get it checked out. Persistent headaches after a head injury should never be ignored. It's always better to be cautious."

She paused for a moment, her eyes meeting his, her gaze filled with empathy. "If you have any concerns or questions, please don't hesitate to let me know. I'll be by your side throughout the process, ensuring your comfort and well-being."

[alexxcomics]

Alex had been so stupid to go out into the woods alone and he knew it, he'd been reading supernatural theories all night and after closing up the store, he'd felt himself walking back towards the campsite. Something had happened that night, the night James... disappeared, died... He'd only wanted to go explore. To see if he could find any trace of... anything but instead he'd freaked out at the sound of a bird. Ran, fell and cut his leg on a rock.

The clinic felt oddly quiet and he winced as he stood up. "I just need my leg cleaning up. I fell walking home," he said with a small laugh. "Feeling a little stupid?"

[ariaxblackwood]

Aria offered Alex a warm smile, her voice gentle yet attentive. "Of course, Alex. Let's get you taken care of," she replied. "Accidents happen, and sometimes even the smallest mishaps can leave us feeling a bit shaken."

She reached for a pair of gloves, her movements fluid and practiced. Aria's eyes glanced at the wound on his leg, noting the jagged cut and the dried blood that had begun to crust around it. She knew that cleaning it properly would be essential to prevent any potential infection.

As she approached him, her voice carried a soothing tone. "Don't worry, you're not alone in feeling that way. We all have moments where we stumble or get spooked by something unexpected. It's a part of being human." Aria's gaze met his, conveying understanding and empathy.

She began to cleanse the wound with gentle precision, her touch firm yet delicate. The antiseptic solution cleansed the debris; ensuring a sterile environment for the healing process. Aria worked with a quiet focus, her movements a comforting rhythm in the otherwise hushed room.

"I'm glad you came in to have this looked at," she said. "Taking care of yourself is important."

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