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Nov. 11th, 2004 04:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
blue_ajah*With Will and Inigo's help, Moiraine makes it to her room and settles carefully on the bed. Clearly exhausted, she smiles at them still.*
Thank you both for your help.
Thank you both for your help.
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Date: 2004-11-12 08:05 am (UTC)You're welcome, of course.
Will you be all right, now?
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Date: 2004-11-12 08:07 am (UTC)"I am only glad that you are not 'urt worse."
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Date: 2004-11-12 08:08 am (UTC)I am only tired; I have done too much this evening, I am afraid. I am not hurt. With rest and time, I shall be fine.
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Date: 2004-11-12 08:18 am (UTC)*tentatively, a moment later, as if suddenly remembering* Moiraine? After you'd gone, Cordelia explained why she reacted the way she did. When she was well enough.
It was nothing against you, truly it wasn't. She only couldn't explain it properly, before.
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Date: 2004-11-12 08:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-12 08:23 am (UTC)That is, of course, good to hear. It was not a pleasant situation for anyone, I would think.
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Date: 2004-11-12 08:31 am (UTC)*gently* It is only that it is an epidemic on her world, you see. All over, and no one with immunity. She caught it from Bruce -- chicken pox, it is, a common illness for children in my world, and his. And she needs to recover from it in her own body, without a full Healing of magic, so that her blood can be used to make medicine. Or the antibodies in it, I mean -- what fights the disease.
She was too delirious to explain. But she was only afraid, you see. Afraid that if you Healed her she would not be able to use her blood that way, and more on her world would die.
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Date: 2004-11-12 08:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-11-12 08:38 am (UTC)And so, by acting, I would have contributed to causing the deaths of many. *A bitter smile twists her mouth.* It would not be the first time.
*She sighs.*
I understand her concern, Will, obviously. But she might have died without some help, and dead she would have not been able to help those on her world either, would she?
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Date: 2004-11-12 08:40 am (UTC)And she knows that, and I think was grateful for what you did. Once she was aware enough to understand properly what had happened.
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Date: 2004-11-12 08:41 am (UTC)"My lady acted out of the kindness of 'er 'eart. She ought to be grateful."
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Date: 2004-11-12 08:49 am (UTC)Light be thanked, then, that it was not worse.
*Moiraine pauses, then steadily continues.*
Between you and Peter scolding me so, and Doctor Lecter knocking my hand aside while I was in the midst of Healing, I was not at my best, I shall admit.
I am not used to being countermanded, and the interruption of such a weave may cause physical harm, you see.
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Date: 2004-11-12 08:54 am (UTC)I do see.
And I am sorry for my part in that. It was only that she seemed to have reasons, and to be truly upset. And I had to be quick.
Dr. Lecter...
*his lips tighten*
Well. He knows his medicine, I will admit that for him. But his own sort only, and I do not think he is eager to learn of things he cannot master.
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Date: 2004-11-12 09:00 am (UTC)"This Doctor Lecter, 'e is a man you mistrust, Senor Will?"
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Date: 2004-11-12 09:05 am (UTC)The Wheel weaves.
*Moiraine notes Will's reaction to Lecter's name, and her gaze becomes more intently focused.*
I have spoken with him a few times prior to this evening, as it happens. He is certainly very determined in his viewpoints, and he was frank about what he has done in the past. He seems someone to be cautious of, but he is not tainted with Shadow.
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Date: 2004-11-12 09:13 am (UTC)*scowls at the floor briefly, looking very fifteen*
But the worst sort, the sort that thinks he is above everyone and everything. Other people are... well, he will help them if he has reason, I think. He helped Cordelia, or would have if there had not been you and Peter with your magic. But if they are in his way...
He has no empathy, not when it does not suit him. He does not see other people as truly people. Brilliant, he is, like the light on a scalpel.
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Date: 2004-11-12 09:17 am (UTC)"'e sounds like 'umperdinck.
A man I knew once."
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Date: 2004-11-12 09:22 am (UTC)I see. Well, then, it is good for me to know this. I shall remember it in the future, be certain of that.
*She sways slightly where she sits, and braces herself with a hand upon the bed.*
I should rest soon, I think.
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Date: 2004-11-12 09:23 am (UTC)*he smiles, pulling his mind away from thoughts of Lecter*
Sleep well, Moiraine.
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Date: 2004-11-12 09:29 am (UTC)Inigo backs away, respectfully, towards the door.
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Date: 2004-11-12 09:30 am (UTC)Light illumine and protect you. Good night.