<span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff"><span style="font-size: 15px">"The Comedian" </span></span><br/>
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Having reached a place of relative safety, Toby now gently carried the unconscious little fae to the sparkling brook and set him down beside it.  His human lungs heaved after running from flames and through the fire's smoke.  It might have been a little selfish of him, but whenever he travelled by airplane the stewards and stewardesses always instructed the adult passengers to put on the deployed oxygen masks first before assisting the less capable, but he cupped a hand and helped himself to a drink before continuing to aid the group's benefactor.<br/>
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The brook water was was a rejuvinating and invigorating tonic, the essence of the very idea of what water was supposed to taste and be like.  It cleared the last of the meal's lethargy from Toby's head, as well as easing the burden on his heart and lungs.  He could only hope that it would have the same effect on the Fae as it had on him.<br/>
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Toby called over to his companions, (<a class="username" data-user-id="2453" data-username="@Zulma" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/2453/">@Zulma</a>)(<a class="username" data-user-id="6169" data-username="@Purplefairydust" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6169/">@Purplefairydust</a>)(<a class="username" data-user-id="5865" data-username="@Josey" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/5865/">@Josey</a>) "Come over and get some water.  We all need it."  Toby would have to remember to thank Josey and Cassie for seeing this temporary oasis in the fire-storm and he hoped that Cassie had managed to bring the Fae's basket of treasure. <br/>
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 However, right now, he needed to tend to his patient.  Toby lifted it's chest and head to a sitting position with one arm.  Then, he cupped and reached his other hand into the water of the brook.  Being careful to spill as little water as possible, he brought the cupped hand to the faerie's mouth and tilted it, so that the water would flow into his patient's mouth....</span></span></span>