Craig moved over and let his command of the supernal tell him everything that ailed Peg, he frowned knowing the only ways to effect the bullet still inside her young body required a knowledge of matter or surgery, He was not a matter mage, and would not be able to remove the bullet without opening her. It was for another time perhaps, or maybe it was a trophy that she desire to carry. Whatever the reason, Craig decided to fix what he could.<br/><em><br/>This may... it may feel odd what I do, there could be some discomfort, but in the end you will feel better. Just close your eyes Peg.</em><br/><br/>Kneeling beside her her on the couch Craig began at her feet. To anyone else watching he looked to give her a full body rub. His hands slowly moved about her flesh, over muscle and tissue. He rubbed carefully, in his wake nothing appeared to change. What Peg would feel would be much more than what an observer would see.<br/><br/>Under his hands Peg would feel her muscles un-knot. Tension that had existed for so long it was part of life, would ease and return to its normal role. Her ankle would heat and itch as it slowly, perhaps somewhat painfully, reset and the extra growth of bone to heal the damage was absorbed back into the normal bone structure. Under the keloid tissues of her scars muscles would knit and mend without seams, leaving the scar as the only testimony to her battles, the aches and pains associated with them would be gone. He continued up and over her back, to the top of her shoulder, his warm touch penetrating and easing into her body. He could not heal all the damage in the first sitting, there was just too much, but what respite he could offer he gave to her. Maybe this first attempt would be enough for her to want more, and he would then go about righting even more of her wounds.<br/><br/>The oddest of things while Craig healed her. There was the hint of the beach about him, she could picture him on the waves. Not see him, but it was there. The brine, the sun, the roll of the ocean, something about him would bring distinct memories to her mind. He wasn't influencing her mind, it was part of who he was, a water child who never had left the ocean.<br/><em><br/>Peg you are so young to have seen and felt so much. I can't fix it all in one go. It... I treat people all the time, but few have amassed the stories you have on your body.</em><br/><br/>His voice was quiet, sincere. There was genuine care as he spoke, and maybe even a little worry. Her damage and the mementos of her battles, her life, had touched him. He leaned over and gently kissed her temple as she lay there, his hands refusing to leave her skin.<br/><br/><br/>2010-06-07 06:55:35   -Lugh- Craig Havelin rolls 8 dice to salve the wounds of battl    8,1,6,5,7, 1,10,1,2 (2 successes) - Not to heal damage, but for the rp aspect.0