( alternate first meeting rp )
You would see an injured child snuck in her sleeping under some library books
(Sage is in his study, skimming over some students' papers he needed to grade. However, when he notices a pile of scattered books on the floor in a corner shifting slightly, he immediately shifts his attention.)
Sage: ah- hm? I wonder...what could that be?
(He thinks aloud, slowly drifting over to the book pile)
Under the pile you could see a small cookie just fast asleep she starts to stir a bit
(Sage's eyes go wide)
Sage: Oh, dear! Now, who could this be?
Ehm... little one? Are you awake...?
(he looks at the small cookie, seemingly trying to think of what he should do)
She opens her eyes she had had these big adorable black eyes her black eyes were beautiful them shimmering a bit she leaves the book pile out in the open her wings looked injured and were bleeding a bit and she had bruies on her
(Sage gasps slightly as he sees her damaged state)
Sage: Oh- little one! Now now...it's alright...ehm. Little dough, can you speak? Can you tell me your name?
“ yes i can speak i can actually speak quite well im dark angel cookie “
Sage: Oh! Ok, that's good! That you can speak, I mean. Ehem- it's nice to meet you Dark Angel Cookie. I'm the Sage of Truth! Now, you're...quite hurt. But my husband's a healer- the best one in these lands! He's the Truthless Recluse, have you heard of him?
Ehm, in any case- please just wait a moment, I'll call him over so he can tend to your wounds!
CLUSEY!! DARLING, CAN YOU COME HERE PLEASE?
She looks around very curious of her surroundings
(After a couple moments of Sage sitting there awkwardly, Recluse comes in through the door)
Recluse: Sage? What is it-
(He pauses in his tracks as he sees Dark Angel, eyes quickly scanning over all of her injuries. Quickly but calmly, he hurries over to her)
Recluse: Hello there...my name is Recluse. I'm a healer. May I please tend to your wounds?
“ your here to heal me yes I would love for my wounds to be healed “
(Without wasting another moment, he places his hand gently on her arm. A purple glow comes from his soul jam as it grows brighter, Sage's dimming fractionally due to the energy transfer. He Lets his magic flow through her, healing all of her injuries.)
(Cuts and scrapes patch up, and bruises fade. Soon enough, her dough looks like new. There's still a lingering soreness, but not nearly as bad as before)
Recluse: there...is that better?
She looks at you guys
(They stare awkwardly at her, not really sure on what to do. After a moment of silence, Sage speaks up)
Sage: So, ehm, little one. Would you mind telling my husband and I how you got in here? We're not upset or anything! We're just curious!
“ I think I just walked in somehow “
