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Mitsu Mirage     It's medical time for a certain Rabbit-like Mage, entering medical with burns, bruises, and sticky foam on her. There's far more cuts upon her and well, she's exhausted and Kratzenfaust's back in its bracelet form. "Man, they did a number and it was just me..." sigh. "I need to get some strength here if I'm going to try that again." she shrugs a bit and winces, back in her normal outfit...

    She flumps on a chair and just waits for her doctor to get here. Leaning back in the chair, head against the wall... and a chuckle. "That was fun though."
Ariah      "A mission you can walk back from is a successful one, objective complete or not. That said, were you able to meet your goal?" Ariah asks, coming into the room with the Rabbit-mage. She's wrapped up in her usual uniform, carrying her staff in one hand. "If you are walking, and not laying down, I am going to assume that you're not dealing with any broken bones. Surface damage, presumably? ..." she pauses, blinking at the girl. "...and what is that? Foam?"
Mitsu Mirage     "Yeah, supposedly foam that restrains than kills. Shouldn't be too harmful. And yeah, I disrupted things but the bastards who gave me the mission chumped out on payment /and/ I didn't get my tank. I'm unhappy about that." she mutters, "But yeah, you're right, it was successful, I'm still alive." a pause, "Though, I think the Confeds would probably raise my corpse if I was useful enough."
Ariah      Ariah nods and reaches out with her free hand, the one not holding the staff. "Curious. Where I came from, authorities only had truncheons for non-lethal takedowns..." she muses softly, voice thickly accented. "I see. Since you survive, you may try again to obtain a tank. Or that tank. As for raising you... well, a full Lazaurus is beyond my capabilities, aside from myself, depending on circumstances. But there are a wide variety of doctors in the Confederacy, yes..." she picks at some of the foam.

     "This should only need a hot shower, yes? I'll take care of your wounds. Where do you hurt the worst?"
Mitsu Mirage     "What's a truncheon? Sounds old." she muttered, tilting her head some, "Nah, if I couldn't have that tank, no one could, so I threw ball lightning at it and blew it up. Maybe I'll go find a new one to try and take, I'm sure it'd work for the Confeds..." She gives a bit ofa shrug, "Perhaps a shower would be nice, am kinda dirty. As for pain, probably on my lower extremities, took a fall from about fourty feet in the air and landed on my ass and legs wrong."
Ariah      The icy vampiress tilts her head, "It is old. A truncheon is a club." Then she nods, gesturing to the bed in the room. "It would be easier for me to work on your legs if you were laying down. I can soothe them and repair any damage, then start working on the cuts and bruises. As far as the tank goes..." she gives a ghost of a smile, "Denying your enemy armored support is almost as valuable as ... acquiring it. I'm sure you will find another tank to take in the future."
Mitsu Mirage     "How simple." she whispers, nodding slightly as she hops up on a table (with a heavy wince), she moves to lie down on said table, "Well, here you go, doc. It's been a while since I had a medical checkup too.. but this works so far." she stretches. "You're right... maybe I'll find another armored support to nuke."
Ariah      "Simple solutions are often the best. But a truncheon is also far more capable of damage than... this ... stuff..." Ariah finds it hard to come up with the words for the riot foam, poking at it with her fingers, trying to peel it off of Mitsu. But she isn't distracted long, instead curling her fingers around the other girl's ankles. She gives a light squeeze, and warmth begins to rise in her palms. "Speaking of simple, I will explain your treatment. I will use my mana to accelerate your own natural healing processes. The warmth, in most cases, should be soothing. Please try to relax," she states. Even with the kind words, though, her voice is still cold. What isn't, though, are her hands and fingers, starting to pour heat into Mitsu's lower legs, white-blue light rising brighter in her hands.
Mitsu Mirage     "IT's riot foam, used to contain a person. It expands rapidly when it hits air, when just a little bit hits." She gives a shrug and stretches out, relaxing with the soothing feeling that is that accelleration of her healing. "Mmm, feels nice." she whispers, a ccontent sound coming from the rabbit-mage. "Such a good feeling, where did you learn this stuff?"
Ariah      "Interesting," Ariah says absently, distracted. "Just sit tight, this won't take long..." Her hands slowly climb Mitsu's legs, the warmth spreading further and further as she soothes aches and muscles. And the healing begins. The aches go away, and the actual damage starts to fix as well. Tissue knits, muscles regenerate, bones heal. Whatever impact damage suffered, if the flesh is willing, the magic repairs it as fingers rise higher. "...I am a combat medic. My talents can be used to maim as well as mend."
Mitsu Mirage     There's some chatter from her on the radio but she holds herself still, the healing begins and she lets out a soft little sound, a happy little noise coming from her as she tries to hold herself stll. "Mmm, I bet your talents can be very useful upon the battlefield. A quick patchup, and then hurt someone to heal them and torture them for info."
Ariah      "You would find that I am above torture. And injuring non-combatants. I do my best not to kill non-Elite soldiers, as well. After all, I am a soldier myself. Doing one's job should not automatically be a death sentence," Ariah says quietly, still absently. Healing is a lot of work. And she says as much, "Healing in the middle of a fight is also difficult. It takes a lot of energy, and a lot of focus..." she murmurs, her hands curling around Mitsu's waist, now, pulsing that warmth from her now white-glowing hands to ease the pain in her rear and whatever damage to pelvis and tailbone had been sustained.
Mitsu Mirage     "I see." she hmms, "So you are pretty much one who'll take care of the injured and fight when needed." she gives a shrug and a bit of a wiggle as hands curl around her waist, "OOh. That feels nice there." she chuckled, "I'm a former TSAB agent, AA Rank mage, they didn't like how loose cannon I was so, they axed me. And well, they still have info about a cover up and well, I wanna expose it."
Ariah      Those hands slowly pull away, Ariah opening her eyes. "Don't get me wrong, I have no qualms with fighting. I am a soldier, at the end of the day. I am simply here to help in whatever capacity I can. My healing abilities are not suitable for some. And they can also be terribly painful to others," she states. Then starts going over the girl's form with her hands. Professionally. Tendrils of warm light emerge from her fingers, exploring the wounds, infusing the bruises with their healing touch. The heat covers up what pain comes from the effort and technique, at the least. "I do wish you luck in your uncovering, and I can accompany you if you wish or further magic support."
Mitsu Mirage     Mmm. "I see, At the end of the day we are all soldiers, huh." she gives a shrug and just relaxes, the warmth coming over her from Ariah's magic, "Mmm, I could... just fall asleep right here with how good this feels." she comments, as those bruises and other wounds close up easily with that healing touch. "Ah, I wouldn't mind studying some new magic myself. Maybe I can make it compatable with Belkan magic..."
Ariah      "You can feel free to sleep here if you truly want. Though when I am done healing you, I will have to go find dinner," Ariah says quietly, back to focusing on her efforts. "...healing takes more of a toll out of me than combat does." Her head tilts to the side, "I use a variety of runes, and my body is a conduit for mana. It makes life.. interesting. Though I am not sure how good of a teacher I'd be if you were trying to learn what I do."
Mitsu Mirage     "Dinner? I owe you one for the healing, honestly, what do you eat? Steak, seafood, pork?" she questions, giving a bit of a smile... "Ah, rune magic? Bet that's kinda neat, though, you don't tattoo yourself do you? Would ruin that nice skin of yours." she comments, stretching out a bit more with a few bone pops...
Ariah      It doesn't take too long for Ariah to finish up, really. Most of the damage being so.. minor. Just so spread out. "I have tattoos, yes," she states, slowly rolling up her right sleeve, showing off more of a soldier-y sort of design, with the blade and parchment wrapped around it. 'Loyal Until Death'. But the sleeve goes down and she blinks at Mitsu, staring blankly at her for a moment. "...Blood. I drink blood," she says simply.
Mitsu Mirage     ... Blood. Did... did she seriously say blood?

    "You said blood right?" ... "Of course you di.." she sighs, "I'll go break into a blood bank then I guess." she chuckles, "Or if you need a high magic source... well, guess you can extract payment from my neck then." a nod is given to the tattoo... and she smiles, "I have no tats of my own, I think Kratzenfaust would be annoyed if I got one..."
Ariah      More blinking. Ariah hadn't been concerned about Mitsu not reading up on the witch's dossier or anything. But the offer of payment gives her pause. "I require no payment for your treatment. We're all in this together, that being the Confederacy." Slowly, she shakes her head, but the thought of feeding on Mitsu does seem to pique her interest somewhat. "A high-mana food source is the... second best source of nourishment for me, personally. But again... I require no compensation for doing my job."
Mitsu Mirage     "Look, you may not require payment but when someone does you a favor or something, you got to pay them back, after all, you can't really get anything for free these days. I know that Ophelia's gonna ask me for a favor one day because I'm going to let her go on something I go to again. Then there's the rest of the Confederacy... and everyone else. Don't really like freeloading so if you need something to eat, lemme provide it. A meal's not gonna kill me for you healing me up." there's a pause here... then a chime. <How eloquent, Master.> comes the German voice of her device. "Ah... stuff it Kratzenfaust."
Ariah      Ariah listens, slowly lifting her shoulders. "I will warn you that the act of feeding is more often than not a... pleasurable act... for the meal. Popular fiction doesn't call a vampire's bite 'The Kiss' for nothing..." she explains, giving full disclosure to the bunnygirl. "So no, a meal will not kill you. I have full control over my hunger at this time and will not fully drain you on accident, nor on purpose. I would have to be terribly starved to exsanguinate someone. But if the act and ... results do not bother you, I would suggest we find somewhere more private than the infirmary."
Mitsu Mirage     Mmm. "Sure, why not." she chuckled, "I mean, the warmth that healing had was pretty nice too." she gives a bit of a grin and a nod, "So sure, why not." a pause, "I know this may be fiction then, but... I won't turn into someone like you if you do that, will I?" she questions, "Not that I don't trust you, just... precautionary measures, y'know."
Ariah      Another slow nod from Ariah and she turns, "If you understand the ... results. Then I can take your offer." She starts to depart the medical room. "I will not turn you into a vampire, no. I can only turn you if I feed you enough of my blood, and even then you would become a ghoul first... It's a complicated process. But no, there are no risks in me feeding from you."