tushanshu_logs | and the air was full [April, catchall, OPEN]

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and the air was full [April, catchall, OPEN]

Characters: Raine Sage, OPEN
Date: April, various
Location: Healers' Guild, apartment, sky, other
Situation: a variety! This is definitely your stop for Raine at the Healers' Guild, for sure. Others tba.
Warnings/Rating: None currently; will update as that changes.

A | Healers' Guild | open

Raine, most days of the week, can be found at the Healers' Guild, though rarely at the front desk. Any of the multiple kedan who volunteer or heal here will be happy to point visitors toward Raine's office, however, especially if they have an appointment; even those not strictly looking for Raine will be pointed her way if they express they want to help around the Guild.

Raine can also occasionally be found in the halls, or simply passing through the main entryway, though she will appear somewhat distracted and may take a moment to focus on someone talking to her.

B | errands, out and about -- any sector OR outside Milyn's clinic | open

Basket in one hand, staff in the other, Raine isn't an uncommon sight in markets, or especially in the streets of the Water Sector. She walks quickly, like she's on a mission, but she can't help but turn her steps in Water toward Milyn's clinic.

She doesn't go in, but she stands across the street for a long time, a distantly troubled expression on her face.

C-1 | Hatal, Lorn Level | open

Raine's been spending some more time in Hatal, lately, but this-- this startles her. A group of Kin'nal are experimenting with something she recognizes-- a strange vehicle that looks somewhere between a motorcycle and a butterfly or dragon, and a small pack. "Excuse me," Raine says, hardly able to believe she's saying it. "I-- believe those are mine."

Anyone in the vicinity will shortly thereafter be witness to a peculiar sight, as Raine takes the pack and runs her hands over it. Yes, there are her initials, graven besides the silhouette of a wing. She manipulates it just so, and the entire vehicle vanishes into it, in a curious sliding of matter. Raine lets out a sigh of relief. "Thank you," she tells the Kin'nal, who are more or less happy to let her take it, though she does insist on giving them some recompense.

She doesn't know what her rheaird is doing here, but it's a stroke of luck.

C-2 | skies over Keeliai | open to those with flight capabilities

Raine wastes no time in making sure it works as it should, and anyone in the sky or even looking up at the right time may catch sight of her. It works like a charm, and she handles it with the ease of practice as she skims over the city, mindful of the safe distance. She likes flying, a great deal more than she likes anything to do with swimming, and the rheaird is a small-impact piece of magitechnology, one that doesn't put an undue drain on her environment.

She indulges herself with a loop, when she thinks no one could possibly see.

D | apartment, Earth sector | Solomon

It's one of those days when Raine comes home after Solomon; she announces her return with a quiet "I'm home" from the door, and sets about putting her things away. Her jacket gets hung by the door, since things are warming and she really doesn't need it indoors, her staff leans next to it, and she idly orients on Solomon's mana -- his study, unsurprising -- and heads that way, turning the day over in her head as she does.

"Some days, I wonder about the wisdom of working in the Water sector," she says wryly, half to herself though it's aloud, and she leans in the doorway. Open, so he isn't involved in something he'd mind being interrupted. "How did your day go?"

[ooc: feel free to tag in to any one of these, or, if none suit, shoot me a pm or a pp at

makaricrow and we can work something out! I'd love new CR as well as old.]

Threaded | Flat

Amberdrake found himself knocking on an office door the locals had pointed him toward. This place was... both what he had expected, so far, and also not. That was a good thing; Drake couldn't handle being in too dense of a hospital environment. Too many sick or wounded in one place... well.

He kept the full-shielding ring handy in its pouch, just in case he needed it. If his Gifts started to overwhelm him, he would have no choice but to slip the ring on, blinding those senses. Sensory deprivation was no fun, but it was less of a problem than finding himself mirroring countless ailments and injuries!

River had planted the seed of learning some healing skills from the guild for Adrien, but it was the earthquake and the attack on Milyn which had cemented his choice to put that into action. He always thought he did a great job at saving people as Chat Noir, but this past month had taught him that there were things beyond even the power of a Miraculous. If he wanted to help people, really help people, he needed to learn how to heal them. Even if that meant just giving basic first aid until someone else could get to them. He could make a difference.

And so, he went to the Healers Guild, armed with nothing but good intentions and a desire to learn. He had politely asked for Raine's whereabouts, and said his thanks as the Kedan pointed the way to her office. He lingered outside for a moment, before carefully knocking on the door.

Oh, is she busy? Should I...?

[ She didn't have an appointment, and Bisi didn't really know how she should set one, or if she even should, since she just wanted to talk to Raine and didn't need healing.

The Kedan at the front desk assured Bisi that the worst that could happen is that Raine tells her to come back another time, so, nervously, Bisi heads for Raine's office. She tentatively knocks on the open door. ]

Hello?

Having a host of healers and volunteers between Raine's office and the entryway of the clinic is all well and good. They probably do an excellent job of keeping out the riffraff on a day to day basis, keeping Raine's precious time free for those who really need it. It's a fair bet, though, that none of them have ever had to deal with one of the Dead Men.

Erskine stops to ask for directions once, and only once. The kedan is polite enough, but when it becomes clear that Erskine doesn't have an appointment and isn't a healer himself, it's suggested that he make an appointment. Or try again when Raine is less busy. Or perhaps he would like to speak to one of several well-trained and talented healers besides healer Sage?

Precisely two and a half minutes later there's a knock on Raine's office door. Erskine is standing there, leaning against the doorframe with one foot propped up on the toe of his shoe, ankles crossed, arms crossed over his chest, and a small, almost sly smile on his face.

"So this is you in your natural habitat, then?"

If Raine was hoping for impunity from that loop, she's not going to get it. Pepper has started to patrol Keeliai from the air more often, particularly since the events of last month, and in anticipation of a volunteer police force. At the moment, however, she's invisible.

Recalling how she'd startled Raine once before, Pepper decides to decloak long before she comes level with the strange vehicle with wings.

"Fancy meeting you here," Pepper calls, waving as she approaches from the left. "What is that thing?"

"Professor Sage... You still with us?"

Fletch waves a hand in front of the mage, trying to get her attention in one of the halls. He has a pile of files under one arm, and looks like he has something to say.

Valdis had spoken to few since her return and even fewer about what she had found while wandering the mountains. If anyone could help her figure out the symbols within the small shrine, it was Raine Sage and Raine had also experienced the serenity at the Turtle's head before Malicant had destroyed it, making her more suited to helping than others. Raine also understood the need for discretion.

No one argued with the hound as she nosed open the door to the Healer's Guild and made her way toward Raine's office, scratching softly at the door when she arrived. She didn't say anything, not wanting to disrupt the woman's thoughts if she was with another person.

Solomon, for his part, is only idly studying--he has the book Raine gave him out, and is examining it with his fingers, but without much in the way of intent. It's more to accimatise, than anything else.

So when he hears Raine enter his face turns toward the open door, his expression still absent. "As ordinary," he answers, and then blinks and actually gives Raine his attention. "Oh? What happened?"

In the middle of the month, the Guild received an anonymous donation of a certain healing agent, specifying as a stipulation only that Tu Yunxu should be the first person treated with it.

Far be it from Raine to ignore the wishes of anonymous benefactors. She left a message on the console to establish what was happening and why she wanted to see Yunxu, and that cursory interaction led to Raine on the doorstep of Yunxu's mansion some few hours later, aforementioned healing agent tucked into her pocket and her staff in her hand.

She paused on the doorstep only to take a breath, settling herself for what was sure to be an uncomfortably layered interaction, and then she knocked.

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A little of column A, a little of column B? :D

C-2, obvs

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D | apartment, Earth Sector