Nov 27, 2024
sign - sender walks into a sign and receiver sees. (because nothing would embarrass my muse more)
"Oh!" As soon as Erk's poor forehead collides with the sign, Deirdre is dropping the books she is carrying and rushing to his side. The poor dear! There must be something she can do to help him.
"Are you alright, dear? Come here, let me take a look." She doesn't wait for an answer. She simply takes his cheeks in her hands and holds his face steady as she examines his head for injuries. "No bumps, no bruises. That is a relief! I do not think I need to give you a healing spell. Unless, of course, you would like me to. I certainly will not say no!"