Giving Genesis a slight look once he mentioned Cloud, the girl literally shooed him away from Sephiroth so she could get a better look at him. "Don't worry; he's not here to fight." She replied idly as she began to search for the source of general's agony. There was something admittedly weird going on within this mansion. Aerith felt something like a strange electronic pulse beating within the air, something that was creepy enough to make feel on edge. However, the girl decided to disregard this eerie vibe so she could focus upon the wounded man upon the bed.
"Ah!?" Her green eyes just fallen upon the ink black feathers of Sephiroth's wing. Staring at it with an unreadable gaze, Aerith took a brief second to collect herself before focusing on casting a minor healing spell upon Sephiroth. With a warm green glow pooling within her hands, a shimmer of sparkling light fluttered down upon Sephiroth a moment later. Trying to figure out if the spell helped some, Aerith began to weigh out her options of using a more powerful spell.
"Both Cloud and Vincent can be of some help, so don't shun either of them." Those words were for the big guy with the black hair.
"Like Genesis says, the bleeding has stopped but the wound is still gaping wide open. I am guessing its because of...the wing." Her eyes returned to the feathery appendage briefly. "So, we might have to stitch the wound either by hand or hope that my magic can seal it up but that is after cleaning it."
Inspecting the wound carefully, Aerith tilted her head in confusion. “It doesn’t seem to be infected but my magic barely did anything…”
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Date: 2010-02-26 05:38 am (UTC)"Ah!?" Her green eyes just fallen upon the ink black feathers of Sephiroth's wing. Staring at it with an unreadable gaze, Aerith took a brief second to collect herself before focusing on casting a minor healing spell upon Sephiroth. With a warm green glow pooling within her hands, a shimmer of sparkling light fluttered down upon Sephiroth a moment later. Trying to figure out if the spell helped some, Aerith began to weigh out her options of using a more powerful spell.
"Both Cloud and Vincent can be of some help, so don't shun either of them." Those words were for the big guy with the black hair.
"Like Genesis says, the bleeding has stopped but the wound is still gaping wide open. I am guessing its because of...the wing." Her eyes returned to the feathery appendage briefly. "So, we might have to stitch the wound either by hand or hope that my magic can seal it up but that is after cleaning it."
Inspecting the wound carefully, Aerith tilted her head in confusion. “It doesn’t seem to be infected but my magic barely did anything…”