Draft Log #3: During v. 2.0

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone on the draft
What: Day 3-5
When: August 27th-August 29th
Where: ONCE MORE INTO THE-- ...BEACH
Summary: Like it says above. The draftees reach the beach.
Rating: V FOR VIOLENT BEHAVIOUR!!


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[frost_jewel]

Silence, until she's through with two spells - the first concentrated on his chest, and the second meant for all of him. This may help him sleep better than even the rum. It takes a lot of energy from the person being healed, too, after all.

"There must be a reason. Dr. McCoy knows what he's doing." Will it be of any comfort to him for her to pat his hand, gently?

[all7seas]

Jack reaches takes her hand in his and gives it a squeeze before releasing her. "McCoy knows, aye, but he can also be a vindictive bastard. My best friend, you see." As if that explained it all.

[frost_jewel]

"You're injured. I'm sure he's just worried. The offer of water still stands, sir."

It seemed to help, so she will keep her hand there on top of his unless or until she rises to do something else.

[all7seas]

"Fine---water, then."

And Jack is okay with her leaving the hand there. Who was he to turn down physical comfort of any kind from a pretty girl?

[frost_jewel]

Another reassuring smile, and she leaves to get a cup of water. With a straw. Kurt introduced her to straws at the same time as soda, and she knows she isn't physically strong enough to lift Jack up without hurting him.

So when she comes back and sits beside him again, she just holds out the cup with the straw. He shouldn't even have to move.

[all7seas]

Oooh, but THIS is nice. After a few false tries Jack finally manages to connect with that straw, and the water flowing down his throat is almost as good as the healing magic. Fire was not the pirate's element, not at all at all.

"Thank you, darling. You've been.....kind." Kinder than anyone else who'd dropped in to see him, that was for certain.

[frost_jewel]

With few exceptions, being unkind to injured people is uncalled for.

"Other than rum," accompanied by what might be called a grin, "is there anything else you need? If not, you should try to sleep again. It's late."

[all7seas]

"Just the rum," he said softly, pleadingly. Pleadingly with large brown liquid baby puppy eyes.






BABY. PUPPY. EYES.

[frost_jewel]

And yet she can be as stubborn as ice when the situation calls for it.

"I'm very sorry, sir. You will have to ask Dr. McCoy for permission in the morning."

[all7seas]

Right. The puppy dog eyes turned into frowning, sulky eyes, and Jack settled back down for some sleep.

"Thank you, lass," he said grumpily.

[frost_jewel]

"You're welcome."

He will receive one more Ply, to help send him off to sleep again.

[all7seas]

The pirate murmurs something that might be "very good, love" as she soothes him with her magic once more, but it gets lost in the lovely feeling and in the drowsy wave of sleep that overcomes him.

The captain is at peace, for now.