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[h1][b][i][color=Gold]Rhys Asher[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/378688333867646976/422255485312565259/df0f62f8c2142e8ad9d0dec68836d9f6.png[/img][/center]
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[center][color=Gold]Location: His home[/color][/center]
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Of all the reactions that Rhys expected to get? A pillow being hurled at him and then exploding was not one of them. Already the boy was clammy and unconscious. It was luck that the boy had managed onto a bed. But that was all Rhys knew as a pink pillow slammed against him sending him back into one of the damnable beds. His head spinning as sticky blood slipped from a gash. Squeezing his eye shut, the Wizard cursed softly. [color=Gold][b]"Cause the heart to beat steady and strong and air to breath![/b]"[/color] The man snarled as he pulled himself to his feet. [color=Gold]"Help the boy, damn you."[/color] The dangerous looking man stood, pressing a hand to his head. The fingers slowly turning crimson.

He didn't wait for another word as he shot a glare in the direction of the one who classified him as 'Mr. Butthole'. Baring his teeth in a menacing smile, Rhys gave a humourless laugh that made his head ache. [color=Gold]"Worry about the boy. He's on death's door by some twisted soul. It's not of my doing, I was trying to undo it."[/color] He doubted they would believe him, but it was the truth. Something that seemed to count for nothing. [color=Gold]"And considering I have blood coming out of my head, do I look okay?"[/color] The incredulous look on Rhys's face was one of sheer annoyance as he stared at the idiot boy. Was he a magnet for troubled children now?! It seemed he was attracted all the boys but the Apprentice he wanted to lure that dratted ExtraOrdinary Wizard to her doom! [color=Gold]"I do not have time for this. [b]Disappear, Reappear, Somewhere else, Take me there, Take me to My Home.[/b]"[/color]

It was with luck that spell succeeded, though the scream of the other boy- Badger- as he appeared. [color=Gold]"Badger. Quiet boy! Damn you, I've got a bad enough headache with this without your screaming!"[/color] The Wizard growled gesturing to his bleeding head. Sitting down heavily on the bed, he gazed into a nearby reflection and studied his missing brows. [color=Gold]"Better brows than my life."[/color] The rogue sighed, [color=Gold][b]"Disguise lift. Back to normal do drift."[/b][/color] The man dismissed the Disguise as he looked to Badger. [color=Gold]"How much do you- ugh= know about head wounds?"[/color] His face contorted with pain as he spoke.

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[h1][b][i][color=Lavender]Skaoi Silverveil[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][color=Lavender]Location: Palace - Infirmity[/color][/center]
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Skaoi gave a sharp squeal of shock as Myrus lunged forward with the pink pillow, lobbing it at the Darke Wizard. It was a apt reaction, but still she winced at the sight of the bloodied man. She wanted to help, but she was more concerned with the boy that staggered to the bed. Torn between the Prince and the strange boy, her heart overrode her sense as she patted Myrus awkwardly on the arm and rushed to Tom Meadow's side. Laying a hand on his chest she felt his weak heart beat and gave a small gasp as Rhys popped out of the Palace.

[color=Lavender]"I... Who was that?"[/color] Casting a worried look at Becky she shook her head in her own answer. It did not matter right now, the boy he had brought was at Death's door and he needed pulling back. [color=Lavender]"Forgive me, Your Highness, but this boy walks in Death's Shadow and needs serious help. Madam Becky, if you would assist me? Perhaps we could pull him from the brink?"[/color] She gave a pleading look to the other doctor before setting about her business. Soon pulling away from the stable boy. Looking back at Myrus she gave her other patient a disapproving look. [color=Lavender]"Highness, pardon my rudeness, but please remember you are to [i]rest[/i]. Hurling exploding pillows does not count as resting. Please excuse me for my harshness, if you would please?"[/color] The effect of her sternness being ruined by her timid and slightly terrified look.