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[daemonized]

ARDYN IZUNIA

Ardyn Izunia. Professor of law. Lord of law. Liege of law. The one grading your papers. Leave a message.

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[livingdeadgirl]

oh you know... monsters
I bit off a little more than I could chew, essentially

[daemonized]

Ah, yes. Of course. Monsters. The new constant in our lives, apparently. I understand completely the troubles one might face with them.

I can try to heal you now, if you're available, and have an idea of where to meet.

[livingdeadgirl]

sure, I'm not doing anything
thanks so much!
what is your idea?

[daemonized]

You're more than welcome.

Someplace safe, for one. Monsters may have poured out of the convention center to begin with, but generally speaking it's safer to keep to large structures. Come to the law building on Recolle U campus. My office is on the third floor.

[It'll be easier to heal away from prying eyes.]

[livingdeadgirl]

ok good idea
let me just figure out what to tell my mom and we'll be there soon

[See, uh... with monsters about, and having already gotten hurt by one, Ami's lost quite a bit of the autonomy she's accustomed to. She already had to fib to her parents so they'd let her go out with Team Cognac (which is NOT a name she told them, either).]

[daemonized]

[The white lies we must tell for the sake of unravelling the Retrospec mystery, and finding those who are missing. And while Ardyn would usually not encourage someone lying to their parents— well, this is to heal broken bones. That’s the priority, for him.]

If you run into trouble on the way, let me know.

[He hopes that won’t be case, though. Assuming everything goes smoothly, though, when she arrives he’ll be waiting in his office.]

> Ami: Go up.

[livingdeadgirl]

[Ami doesn't like lying to them either, but what's she supposed to tell them? They can see the monsters - they think there's always been monsters - but they still kind of roll their eyes when she accidentally brings up Retrospec or superpowers.

Fortunately, there's no trouble en route. The local radio stations have monster advisories now, right before traffic-and-weather-together-on-the-sevens, so it's not too hard to navigate around. When they arrive, she shoots off one last text -]

I'm coming up

[And in a couple minutes she's knocking on his office door.]

Mr. Izunia?

[daemonized]

[He receives the text, and so when she knocks at his door, Ardyn calls out for her to enter.

He’s seated at his desk, and it’s everything one would expect from a law professor’s office. Books, papers, a striking neatness and organization prevalent throughout. He rises briefly to his feet, however, offering her a smile and motioning at her to sit in the chair on the other side of his desk.]

Come in, please, and have a seat. I take it you didn’t have any trouble finding my office?

[livingdeadgirl]

[Ami's barely ever been inside the high school, much less the university, so her expectations going in are a blank slate. It's a nice office, though, certainly. She smiles back and sits down where indicated.]

Nope! It was pretty straightforward. So, uh... how does this work, exactly?

[The problem limb - her right arm - is helpfully highlighted with a neon pink cast and standard-issue blue sling. So she's inwardly grateful he didn't try to shake her hand or anything. It would have been the whole awkward "oh wait, not that hand, this hand, no that hand, no your other left" comedy of minor errors.]

[daemonized]

[Ardyn’s chair is one with wheels, and so he grabs it by its back and rolls it on over next to where she sits. He takes a seat, so that he’s near.]

Give me your hand. [He offers his own, so that she may place hers there.] It needn’t be the one with the delightfully pink cast. I simply require touch for my magic to work. There will be a glow and a warmth, but don’t let it frighten you. Just relax.

[livingdeadgirl]

Okay.

[Relaxing isn't quite as easy as it sounds, but she rests her good hand in his and waits. Her hand's quite a bit smaller than his, she notices.]

[daemonized]

[It won't take long; at least, he assumes so. He's never healed a broken bone before, only hairline fractures suffered from fighting monsters, during his bid to aid his own teammates.

In any case, he begins without another word. As he described, there's a warm glow around his hands, which ekes its way towards her injury. She'll feel pain washing away as the bones in her wrist begin to heal. It's a rather calming process, though Ardyn has to pointed ignore the pain beginning to blossom (dull, yet poignant), in his own wrist. He fights away the frown that threatens to pierce his expression as a result, but since he's done this several times before, he at least has the advantage of knowing what to expect.

It'll be a few long seconds before the cast is no longer needed.]

[livingdeadgirl]

[If Ami had known it would hurt him to heal her, she wouldn't have asked so readily. But she's too fascinated with the process to pick up any subtle cues from him, anyway. The pain just... fades away, like it was never there at all.

Ami turns her hand over a few times, insofar as the cast will let her.]

Oh, wow. It feels...

[She gets brave and vigorously shakes it back and forth. Still no pain!]

... It's totally back to normal!

[daemonized]

[It's hardly her fault. Ardyn makes it a point not to tell others that the pain transfers to him, merely because he knows very few would ever take him up on the offer. All too empathetic that he is, that just won't do.

He smiles at her when he's done, retracting his hand and ignoring the pain. It's easier to do if he focuses on the positive; that he now knows that broken bones are fair game, too.]

I'm glad to hear it. I imagine you won't be needing that cast any longer, either.