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hinata hajime ( 日向 創 ) ([personal profile] hopedout) wrote2016-01-30 05:00 pm

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[personal profile] eyeswideopen 2016-09-16 06:37 am (UTC)(link)
I would suggest you drink a tea to help you sleep. But I assume you want to stay awake for a while.
eyeswideopen: (He followed the lamp cord.)

[personal profile] eyeswideopen 2016-09-16 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)
You could but it would require my help and herbs. [He has a fair understanding of sleeping draught and herbal teas for sleep. His own insomnia a symptom of his illnesses had required it. He hadn't had the options on the island that he uses here.] Or Raijin but the later would knock you out immediately.

But you wouldn't dream. [Sleeping artes were a last resort in his mind.]
eyeswideopen: (Someone like me.)

[personal profile] eyeswideopen 2016-09-17 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
Then we won't use him. So, I'll ask you directly. Do you want to sleep for a little while?
eyeswideopen: (Blue screen.)

[personal profile] eyeswideopen 2016-09-17 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
[He knows how to read under the words. Hinata needs him to stay. With a small smile he bends down, reaching under the table. A hidden drawer pops open, revealing a few mugs and jars of herbal teas.]

I'm going to use Dunamis to help speed it along. We'll sleep for a few hours. [He grabs the smallest of the jars and two pale grey mugs from the drawer. He shuts it with a snap. The easy part is using magic to fill the mugs and set them to brewing. The hard part is the chant. It's a specific series of words. He talks quietly of storms and the calm that cones after they're gone.

The phrasing is always different, but the story has to be preserved. His chanting rises and falls like the sea until the tea turns to a draught, as clear as pure water. He stares at the mugs for a moment.

Sleep has never been safe for him. Sometimes it can be. Other times he wakes Chiaki and Hajime up with twisting and turning and cursing the past. Maybe this time would be different. He passes one mug to Hinata and cradles his own.]


Ah, I'll warn you. This is a lot like falling. Don't be afraid, just let go and it will all be fine.