folklorist | ϡ - Appointments Post

Th-There's a house, by the lake.

[There's definitely something wrong - Giles' breath is rattling in his chest as he takes a breath in.]

...do you know where it is?

I-I can find it. I'll be there soon. [ Helios has no idea the exact location, but he has seen it once or twice which is all he needs for a teleportation spell. ]

Hold-hold on.

[Giles waits. By now, the numbness has set in so badly that it's easier to hold the coat in place over the bite marks than to even consider shifting it.

When Helios arrives outside the house, he'll find Giles just inside the front door, leaning against the wall and pressing his jacket to his throat. A trail of blood leads from the front steps of the porch to where he is, and blood is smeared on the walls and floor around him, on top of soaking down his chest and coating the hand keeping the makeshift bandage in place.

His skin is pale and his eyes are closed and his breathing is faint, but he is still breathing.]

[ Helios will land a little ways off making a direct route to the house. He spots Giles on the porch his eyes going wide at the sight of the other. ] Dear lord, Giles!

[ Helios will be over the other in a second using healing magic as fast as possible. ] Answer me please?

[ Helios is staying calm as possible his hands are indicative of this as they are shaking, slightly, but all the same he's still doing his damnedest to mend the wounds and keep calm. What happened? Neck wound would suggest a...vampire but he can't be sure. ]

[Giles opens his eyes the tiniest fraction, the faint beginnings of alarm chasing the fog out of his mind when he feels his hand being moved away. And there's a second of resistance, a second of "who are you and what are you doing to me?". Fortunately, Giles focuses on Helios before he focuses on the cold.]

Helios?

[He swallows, painfully.] I'm... [What? Fine? Even Giles isn't going to lie that much.] ...alive. I'm alive.

Th-Thank you for coming.

Thank god. [ Helios isn't worrying about his skin but the resist to his ministrations hurts just a little. This isn't the time and even if Giles did note it he would deal with it later. Right now he's more focused on his best friend not dying on a porch. He looks at the other a very prominent sigh of relief escaping his lips. ] Everything will be f-fine.

[ God there was a lot of blood it almost reminds him of...no he's going to think about it, not the time. A few more minutes healing and it should at least partial stop the bleeding. Still the blood loss alone needs to be dealt with...and Helios is no doctor. ] No need to thank me. We...we need to get you to the clinic. You've lost lost a lot of blood. And I-I don't... [ Have anything that can help. ]

[Some of the dizziness recedes when Giles' body realizes that it's no longer actively losing quite so much blood. Giles lets out his own sigh of relief when the world slides back into focus a little more, even if it means that he feels his own fear for Buffy's sake all the more keenly.]

Everything w-will be fine. [He's not sure who he's reassuring. Maybe them both. He laughs shakily as another thought strikes him.] I'm c-certainly not going to let another vampire f-finish me off. [And Helios can thank Buffy for the resurgence of the gallows humor. But it's always reassured Giles when things are bad more than anything else.

He opens his eyes a little further, enough to take in Helios' face instead of just Helios' shape, enough to seem a little more alive.]

Clinic. Y-Yes. Can, can you get us both there?

Yes it will. [ Sorry Giles Helios can't even crack a smile at that humor instead it's just a thinly pressed line across his mouth. He can't muster up enough of a smile to the other's jest. But he's more focused on drawing out a symbol on the porch at the moment. And if Giles can see clearer there's an obvious deep line of blood dripping from Helios' own hand as he draws the finishing symbol in his own blood in the center of the chalked circle. ]

Vampire? How many? And do you know if Buffy is alright? [ He's working as fast as he can looking up at Giles every few seconds. He'll go back over to the other and lift Giles to his feet with a slight grunt before walking slowly into the circle. The clinic is vividly portrayed within his mind so it should be an instantaneous teleport. ] Close your eyes, it'll only be a second.

[ And with that the circle around them will glow a blueish hue before a bright white light envelops the both of them. He might feel a deep cold surround him as everything else goes black. The next thing Giles will see upon opening his eyes is the clinic a few feet away. Helios' breathing is a bit heavy too now but he'll shake it off clearing his throat as he walks forward. It takes a lot out him to use so many spells in such a short amount of time and it might show. ]

[Giles does notice the blood.]

Helios, you're...

[He almost apologizes again, because he forgot that this sort of magic requires blood in Helios' world. And he knows that he's grown to depend on Helios way too much for this sort of thing - that thought has never been more vivid in his mind than it is now.

But what good will apologizing do? He's already lost the blood. Giles just...closes his eyes and looks away and tries to answer.]

Vampire. One.

...I don't know.

[He obediently closes his eyes when Helios says to and tries to stay upright without actually holding on to him.

Unfortunately, the teleportation forces Giles even further out of his own equilibrium when he's already shaky at best. He barely has time to note the familiar ground outside the clinic before his stomach roils.

So he'll reflexively shove Helios away before dropping back to his hands and knees to be sick all over the ground.]

[ There was only one thank god. But Buffy was still out there...and he's not even sure if she was alright or not. Helios will flinch when that happens, looking away as the other is sick. He'll bite his lip he was hoping this wouldn't happen--and well, hope was not on his side tonight. ] Ah, d-damn, I shouldn't of used that spell.

[ Why yes he did just swear because he had made another mistake and this is the result. What an extremely botched rescue attempt this was. ] I-I'm sorry I shouldn't... [ a sigh before he swallows thickly. ] We're almost there just, just a little bit further.

Yes, you should have.

[Giles' voice is almost a pained growl as he stares fixedly ahead towards the clinic. Shaking like a leaf, exhausted and weak and well past empty, he'll nevertheless attempt to get back to his feet under his own power.]

Walking...w-wasn't an option. N-Not now.

[And he makes it back to his feet, through raw determination and stubborness, although he's still swaying dangerously from the blood loss and the after effects of the teleportation. He looks over at Helios, making sure to meet his friend's gaze.]

Helios, I'm alive. [Unspoken but implied - "thanks to you."]

[ Helios will go over quickly to steady the other before starting off towards the clinic. ] I-I know it's just...the effects are so different for people. A-And you're right walking certainly wasn't an option. I just...don't want to make it anymore difficult.

But yes, alive, that's all that matters. [ He knows the implied very much so. He gives the other a weary smile however shaky it is as he opens up the door to the clinic. He might also begin to laugh lightly because man you sure gave him quite a damn scare there Giles. ]

All that m-matters.

[Please laugh, Helios. Please don't freak out. It's something for Giles to focus on. It's something good.

He's bloody and pale and shaky, and Helios probably has more than his fair share of Giles' blood on him, by now. But they're at the clinic, he doesn't feel quite so much like he's actually dying, and Giles is absolutely determined, with every fiber of his being, to be okay. So he just holds on to Helios for support and focuses on walking.]

Just...n-need some bandaging.

[ Helios is trying with all his might not to freak out. The blood on his own clothes is eerily similar to that night with Elise. The two of them probably looked like something out of a horror movie or story. God he keeps thinking about it because it was her blood on him, another person close to him, but he could at least save Giles. He has to focus on that at the moment. Because that...that's all that mattered right now. ]

You need more than bandaging. I-I don't know if there's blood bags for a transfusion in here. [ Let alone the fact that he doesn't even know how to do one. But it couldn't be that hard if it really calls for it he'll call someone, anyone, that might know. But they'll finally make it into a room and Helios will set the other down on a bed. He'll set off to rummaging through the cabinets for bandages and alcohol to clean the wound. ]

[Bed. Giles doesn't even try to fight it once he realizes that he's on a bed - he collapses down onto his back, pressing his hand over the wound again and staring up at the ceiling.]

Bandaging first.

...then I n-need you to send a message to Buffy, Helios. Let her know w-where I am, and that I'm all right.

Y-yes of course. I'll be sure to do so once I know you're not going to keel over. [ Coming back over with a tray and placing it on the table beside the bed. Helios isn't an expert on this by any stretch of the means but...a cotton ball of alcohol for the wound should do and then bandaging. Simple enough first aid...he can do this. ] It might...sting a little.

[ He is just...going to tentatively remove your hand from the wound Giles. Please don't mind his skin, please don't. And he will just clean the wound to the best of his ability before putting a bandage over it. ] It's mostly healed thank god for Nala. I'll definately have to give her my kind regards.

[ A sigh as he sits very heavily in a chair nearby, rubbing his eyes with a forefinger and thumb. ] I-I'll contact her now then. [ He'll look up as he takes out his journal. Not being able to keep still he'll get up and begin to pace. ]

Buffy it's Helios. I-I have Giles in the clinic he's fine just, um, very weak. [ It's a small message but hopefully it'll ease some concern for Buffy. Helios will definately leave his journal open just in case there's a reply but he'll turn his attention back to Giles. ]

I-I can leave if you'd like to rest. I'm sure you're exhausted-- [ And he is too. ] --unless there's something else I can do.

[It does sting, but compared to the pain of having Derek tearing into his neck, it's a sting that Giles can easily ignore. He just lays very still as Helios works, mentally checking off the steps he's following.

He doesn't want to risk a blood transfusion, not when neither of them have any real medical training beyond first aid. If he can just sleep, his body should get to work on recovery...]

...give me your hand. [The one you sliced open, Helios.]

[ Confused look. It might be the tiredness getting to him again but he doesn't quite follow. ]

My-my hand? [ He figures that one. ] Ah, it's fine. Nothing an easy healing spell won't fix.

Precisely.

Give me your hand, Helios. [Don't you dare argue with him.]

[ He's really not going to get out of this, is he? Just a shaky sigh as he holds out his hand, shaking? He's not shaking. Okay maybe he is a little but this is just making him so nervous. He shouldn't be he knows it but he is. He will stop a few feet feet from the bed. ] Then-then it shouldn't be a problem.

[No, no he's not. Giles was rendered completely useless to Buffy by being bitten, and Helios has gone above and beyond tonight. He's going to reciprocate if it kills him.

By now, Giles is well adjusted to the fact that Helios is just colder than normal. Maybe one day he'll find a good opportunity to ask, but considering all of the points where it's come up in the past, there hasn't been one yet. Especially not now.

He takes Helios' injured hand in both of his. Then he takes a deep breath, closes his eyes, and calls on the Filial healing spirit.

She answers that call more readily than she has since his return, taking most of the strain off of Giles in his efforts to close the cut. And close it does, after a couple of minutes. Without even a scar. The effort leaves Giles breathing more heavily and teetering on the edge of unconsciousness, but it's actually the most successful healing he's ever managed.]

I-I told you didn't have to. [ Helios sounds annoyed he honestly could have done it himself. It really wasn't any trouble but he appreciates what Giles did. He just lets out a sigh looking at his hand and then Giles with a frown. It turns into a thin line as Giles' breathing gets heavier. ] You need to rest.

[Yes, he does. He needs to rest badly. Nala did a lot of the work, but even opening his eyes is too much work right now.]

Th-The bandage will need changing in a f-few hours.

...can you check back then? [And rest until then?]

[ He'll be looking down at Giles for a few brief moments before replying. ] Of course. I'll be back in a few hours. [ He will definately be trying to rest himself. Though he's still a bit worried but he is certainly going to try. ]

Thank you, Helios.

[He makes a few token efforts to actually make himself comfortable on the bed, and those token efforts are enough to sap the rest of the energy from his body and make him fall into a heavy, hopefully healing sleep.]

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