Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25151516-20131220115138/@comment-25151516-20140211153217

The medics looked over the spot that was pierced and found minor scarring, checked the dilation of Revan's eyes, noting the darkness of the iris and blue color bordering it.

"He checks out," the first medic told his partner. "Probably used Aura to seal up that wound."

"He did," the second medic stated. "His Aura is in the red. The log said his Aura dropped for a moment, spiked back, and dropped again...

"Tianee," Revan called weakly, grunting as he stood back up. "You alright? I heard what he said and... I'll understand if ye think I'm weird or somethin'. But, I dinnae wanted you to meet the other me. Not like that."

Revan picked up Dragan Trócaire and used it to help support his weight.

"Mister MacLeod," the first medic began. "Will you need any more assistance?"

"Nay," Revan answered. "I'll be fine in a mome'."

The medics left. Revan simply looked at the girl he had only met today, wondering if he had lost another potential friend courtesy of his other persona.