which seems a bit of an understatement, all things considered. this world and this witch and these games have been old since they begun, and they are not getting any more interesting. horologium was a different story entirely, but it's behind them now. kaz can move, at the very least, and he has taken advantage of that fact to have some semblance of freedom.
except for the fact he is in an inordinate amount of pain. it doesn't help that his leg has been acting up because of the lack of use, doubling the pain and making each and every movement he makes a thing of effort and focus.
it is nothing you have not suffered before he tells himself, even though he knows it's not all true. he's been stabbed before, yes. but he's also had employ of grisha healers to speed the process along. and the people who had actually stabbed him had never been inej. the fact he's standing at all is telling enough of her lack of focus, her lack of control. but none of that matters, really. he is alive, he is walking, they have left that saints forsaken ship, and they are back at the temple to start again.
and - to make matters more complicated - nina and mattias are here.
inej had come to him with the prospect. nina and mattias are here. mattias has some form of healing. i want you to let him help. it had been a simple request, a logical one, but all kaz could think about was helvar's hands on him and he'd nearly wretched on the spot. inej had seen his reaction, hadn't really needed him to respond, but she had asked again. and again. he relented after another few moments, saying he would at least meet with them. nina has already contacted him, which had given him a fair amount of ease. she's better, she's through the withdrawls, she's okay. and with mattias around, too, she will most likely remain that way, what with how this place can turn things on their head.
he'd never admit it aloud, and inej most likely knows without him saying as much, but he does feel better know they are there. that they both are safe. but in that same realization comes the heavy weight of knowing they all shouldn't have to be and he needs to find a way to get them back.
but he agrees. he will show. on his own time, yes, but he will come. inej takes that for what it is - a compromise - and heads on her way, and kaz takes the time to collect himself. to bring himself to a place that he can walk without any other tells of the pain he feels with each breath and each movement. granted, his limp is worse, and there isn't much he can do about that visible tell to his pain, or the way his face is still a bit drained of color, the stiff, awkward way he walks, but he arrives all the same. just in time to see the glow of matthias' hand and the spill of water over inej's arm. ]
And the Drüskelle becomes the Grisha.
[ oh hey matthias, hey nina. how are you, welcome to the temple, etc etc etc. ]
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which seems a bit of an understatement, all things considered. this world and this witch and these games have been old since they begun, and they are not getting any more interesting. horologium was a different story entirely, but it's behind them now. kaz can move, at the very least, and he has taken advantage of that fact to have some semblance of freedom.
except for the fact he is in an inordinate amount of pain. it doesn't help that his leg has been acting up because of the lack of use, doubling the pain and making each and every movement he makes a thing of effort and focus.
it is nothing you have not suffered before he tells himself, even though he knows it's not all true. he's been stabbed before, yes. but he's also had employ of grisha healers to speed the process along. and the people who had actually stabbed him had never been inej. the fact he's standing at all is telling enough of her lack of focus, her lack of control. but none of that matters, really. he is alive, he is walking, they have left that saints forsaken ship, and they are back at the temple to start again.
and - to make matters more complicated - nina and mattias are here.
inej had come to him with the prospect. nina and mattias are here. mattias has some form of healing. i want you to let him help. it had been a simple request, a logical one, but all kaz could think about was helvar's hands on him and he'd nearly wretched on the spot. inej had seen his reaction, hadn't really needed him to respond, but she had asked again. and again. he relented after another few moments, saying he would at least meet with them. nina has already contacted him, which had given him a fair amount of ease. she's better, she's through the withdrawls, she's okay. and with mattias around, too, she will most likely remain that way, what with how this place can turn things on their head.
he'd never admit it aloud, and inej most likely knows without him saying as much, but he does feel better know they are there. that they both are safe. but in that same realization comes the heavy weight of knowing they all shouldn't have to be and he needs to find a way to get them back.
but he agrees. he will show. on his own time, yes, but he will come. inej takes that for what it is - a compromise - and heads on her way, and kaz takes the time to collect himself. to bring himself to a place that he can walk without any other tells of the pain he feels with each breath and each movement. granted, his limp is worse, and there isn't much he can do about that visible tell to his pain, or the way his face is still a bit drained of color, the stiff, awkward way he walks, but he arrives all the same. just in time to see the glow of matthias' hand and the spill of water over inej's arm. ]
And the Drüskelle becomes the Grisha.
[ oh hey matthias, hey nina. how are you, welcome to the temple, etc etc etc. ]