A time for healing (Dreamer)

[Casalynn Laymont]

Casalynn had originally tried to protest being taken to get healed yet her attempts failed miserably. She had no strength or energy left in order to fight back so she simply gave in and let one of her Guardian's servants carry her to the Inn. She intentionally was planning to walk but found being carried would save her more injuries, plus she was feeling rather sorry for herself. She knew most of the injuries and wounds she had recieved were mainly old wounds that had reopened such as the marks and bruises round her wrists caused by the cuffs. But the pain in her ribs was new she knew for a fact she had never felt this pain before.

Casalynn didn't quite know where she was being taken as she hadn't exactly been told. She watched as she disappeared through the doors of the Ram and suddenly became confused. If she was being taken to some sort of a phyician or healer, why had she ended up at the Ram? Cass was about to ask where she was going yet memories began flooding back to when she had visited Dreamers room a few nights before the attack had happened. She silently began freaking out and tried to resist him from taking her there.

Casalynn had desperatly hoped she would see Dreamer again but not like this. She didn't want him to see her in pain and covered in blood; not the most attractive sight in the world. "Let... go" She mumbled through gritted teeth as she felt her friends grip tighten so she wouldn't struggle. She knew Prince Arthur had ordered her to get healed yet she had never imagined coming here. Casalynn silently watched as Dreamer's door got closer and closer until it wasn't long until she was staring it in the face.

"Don't" she said with another half-hearted kick "you dare!" She carried on her sentence although it was abruptly interupted when she felt a sharp stabbing pain shoot through her left side. She looked up at her friend who flashed her a quick beaming smile looking as though he felt slightly proud of himself for the deceit. He was just doing what any friend would, doing what he thought was best for her. Cass stopped struggling immediatly and realised she did infact need help. And she could think of no better person than Dreamer to do so. One question immediatly popped into her mind though, since when was Dreamer a healer?

Cass took in a painful deep breath before the man carrying her knocked on the door. She felt as though the knock echoed through the hall and she tried to fight back the drowsiness that was overcoming her. Her eyelids felt heavy and she fought to keep them open trying to stay awake to see Dreamer come to the door...

[Jasen "Dreamer" Masters]

Dreamer grumbled as he heard a knocking sound, waking him up from his slumber. He decided to ignore it at first, but the loud pounding was consistant and wouldnt stop. Whoever was on the other end really wanted to see him. Grumbling more to himself, he called out to whoever was on the other end to wait a moment.

Removing himself from the bed,Dreamer took no time in properly dressing himself. Having been accustomed to the road, he slept with at least a little clothing on, his breeches. The rest, his shoes and his shirt, were stuffed into his bag beside his bed. He walked, wobbling a little as he tried to wake himself up, and opened the door.

Dreamer was greeted with a large man carrying a bloody women in his arms. It would have been an understatement to say that Dreamer was shocked to find the pair at his doorstep in the morning. Then Dreamer's eyes focused, and he noticed that the woman was actually Casalynn.

Now he was suprised, and furious.

The man pushed pass Dreamer, who let him in, and placed Casalynn on the bed. Dreamer looked out the door, nervous, before closing it behind him. He then went to the window and drew the curtains tight, he would let no others to see them.

Dreamer rushed over to his dresser and pulled a lantern from its top shelf. Rushing to his backpack, Dreamer removed a flint and quickly light the lantern. Raising it, he brought it to the edge of the bed where he placed it on the ground. There was enough light for Dreamer to see the extent of the damage.

"Leave" Dreamer said in a serious tone, he was not amused by the scene infront of him. Dreamer didnt believe the man beside him had damaged casalynn, or he wouldnt have brought her to Dreamer. He just needed to be alone with her, he just did. "Wait outside the door please" his tone not changing, "She will be safe in my care".

[Casalynn Laymont]

Casalynn squinted as her rib complained again as she was set down on Dreamer's bed. She watched as John left the room as Dreamer had asked and couldn't help but feel slightly guilty as she was left alone with Dreamer. They had obviosuly disturbed him from whatever he was doing, and from what she had seen through hazey eyes he didn't look too happy. She re-positioned herself on his bed so she was comfy and wiped the blood from her chin as it dribbled out of her nose. She could feel a small build up of blood in the back of her throat, yet didn't exactly want to spit it out all over Dreamer's floor. She was incredibly grateful for what he was doing and made a mental note to repay him when she was feeling better.

"I'm sorry. I didn't think we were going to meet again like this" She said through small grunts of pain. She was sure Dreamer had no idea of what had happened to her and certainly didn't want him to think that it was John who had been responsible for this. She had told Dreamer about her Guardian, yet had not said the extent about the things he had done to her. She tried to keep her eyes open so focused on Dreamer as he moved around the room. She found it slightly theraputic to watch the lantern flame flicker yet somehow was making her more and more sleepy.

Casalynn quickly detatched her eyes from the flame and decided to concentrate on talking instead. Maybe if she busied herself then the pain would go away, or so she hoped. "Thanks, for your help. It's nice to see a friendly face" She said quitely, curving her mouth to try and smile. Cass had no idea what she looked like, yet figured it must be pretty horrific judging Dreamers reaction. Once again she could feel the warm sensation of blood drip down her chin and tried to shake it off to get rid.

She closed her eyes slowly, beginning to relive the ordeal she had gone through. Being shut into darkness, lying limp on the floor unable to move. Sitting their defencesless whilst she was repeatedly beaten and tormented over and over again. It was not one of the most comforting thoughts yet she knew it was all over now. She was never going to be harmed again and she was safe with Dreamer, she knew that much. She trusted him completely and was incredibly glad to have him with her in her time of need.

[Jasen "Dreamer" Masters]

Dremer heard her speak and listened, not trusting himself to speak. He wanted to find out whoever did this to her, and make them pay. She didnt need him for that, at least not at the moment, she needed him to heal her. He brought his finger to her lips, signaling for her to be quieter.

Dreamer went back to his bag and removed a shirt and his cantine. He splashed water over the shirt, noting that he should buy extra clothes after this, and began to try and clean away the dry blood to find the wounds. He found plenty, which only made him even more furious.

In a shaky voice, much less confident than before, he said " Be still, this will only take a moment". Dreamer dimmed the light on the lantern a bit, and then brought his hands to the wound on her head. Slowly, he began to sing her wounds back together.

Be peacfully, Be bright
Close in tight
Bring forth the light...

Dreamer could feel the magic escaping from him and pushing itself into Catallyn. The wound on her head stopped bleeding, and the wound began stretching together and piecing itself together until it was closed, no scar to be found. He then began to move his hand down the rest of her body, each note for each wound.

This may pinch,
This my sting
Plese dont flinch
In a moment, you wont feel a thing

His hands moved slowly over her, light radiating from his hands onto her skin. When he had moved to her ribs and stomach, he brought her shirt up just enough to heal her and not expose anything. When he was done and the ribs and punctures were healed, he moved his hands down to her legs and feet.

Slowly he brought his voice down until he was done, and the light faded away. Then he started to feel the drain, and he fell forward. His head rested on the edge of the bed, breathing deeply in and out. It was silent for a minute, a headache building up. He looked up then, chin rested on the bed, to see if Casalynn looked any better.

[Casalynn Laymont]

Casalynn took the hint when Dreamer placed a single finger on her lips telling her to be quiet. She obeyed him without question and shut up instantly. Her eyes following him around the room as he got a shirt and began dabbing the blood from her various wounds. She winced slightly as she felt the cold water on her body but soon became accostomed to the feeling and began to feel quite soothing. She felt enternally grateful for his help and was thankful that he was willing to heal her. She hadn't quite figured out yet how he was going to do it, after all she was sure he was no physician. Her questions and quieries were soon answered when he began performing magic.

"Be still, this will only take a moment". Casalynn nodded and did as he asked. She lay completely still resisting the urge to twinge as the pain from her stomach pulsed with her heartbeat. She listened carefully to his words and a confused expression crossed her face. She had never heard magic like this before, achieved through the art of singing. Her magic was achieved through incantations derived from the old religion and the prospect of anything else had never crossed her mind. She didn't think anything like that was possible.

She could feel a cold stinging, prickling sensation cover her wounds yet disappeared as quickly as it came. She wasn't sure quite what was happening yet guessed that her wounds were healing. He could see light emitting from Dreamer's hands now and there was not doubt that he had magic. It made her feel all the more closer to him because she had the ability to cast magic too. It wasn't long that she was feeling almost back to normal, aside from the drowsiness and the feeling that she hadn't been to sleep in a few days. It amazed her how the excruciating pain she was feeling had gone instantly.

"Wow. I don't feel a thing." She expressed in utter amazement, sitting up now surprised that she had no pain in her stomach anymore. She glanced over at Dreamer who looked a little drained and wondered if he was feeling okay. She wobbly raised herself off his bed and stood up, still waiting for any signs of pain to re-appear. She walked over to him and affectionatly placed her hand on his arm. "You okay, do you need to lie down?" She asked concerned.

[Jasen "Dreamer" Masters]

Dreamer nodded when she asked if he was alright, although he didnt feel right that she was moving around so freely. Her wounds wouldnt open back up, but she may feel nausious or slight phantom pains. Her body may not have registered that she was healed yet, that usualy took close to five to ten minutes.

Dreamer felt pins and needles as he lifted himself up to stand next to Casalynn. "You need to..rest" he said, motioning to the bed. He moved over back to where he left his cantine, and drank from it greedly. When he had his fill, there was still enough left for a couple more drinks. He brought it over to Casalynn, "Drink" he said, stretching it out to her.

He grabbed his chair over by the desk and brought it over to the bed, sitting down. He put his hands into his face and then brought it back over his hair. He looked at Casalynn, the questions were driving him insane.

"Who did this?" he asked

[Casalynn Laymont]

Every now and again Casalynn felt a shooting pain up and down her arm and a throbbing in her left side. It came and went quickly yet was enough to make her want to lie down. The pain wasn't too much just a little irratable. It seemed it would take more time for her body to get used to the sudden change so she welcomed the idea of 'resting' as Dreamer had instructed. She took hold of the cantine filled with water and brought it to her lips in one fluid motion. She took a few gulps of the drink and then gave it back as she felt a small reminent of nausea raise to her throat. She swallowed it without complaint and surveyed Dreamer as he looked slightly distressed.

"Who did this?"

Casalynn dropped her eyes to her hands and tried to occupy her mind for a moment. She didn't really want to speak about it, yet could see that Dreamer wanted to know. She sighed in contemplation as she began explaining what had happened. "The day before, I went Riding with Prince Arthur. We lost track of time so I stayed over in the Castle for the night. My Guardian doesn't like it when I get home late so he was pretty angry when I returned home the day after... He was on a hunting trip and he came home earlier than I thought. " She said said trying to think positive. It was all over now, never to be faced again.

"As you can imagine he wasn't too happy when I came home the day after. His way of showing his anger and frustration is he tends to take it out on people. Whether it's one of the servants or me..." She continued, detaching her eyes from her hands and looking up at Dreamer to study his reaction.

[Jasen "Dreamer" Masters]

Dreamer turned pale white as Casalynn began to talk about her "Guardian". Flashed of both rage and sympothy played on his face as each word passed by. He felt guilty, he himself had allowed her to leave the safety of his own home to go back to the madhouse she lived in.

Used to live in

Dreamer tried breathing calmly when she finished, to little avail. His mind searched for the best way to dispose of the man. It was the first, no second, time that Dreamer had ever felt this way about anothing living being. He didnt feel so scared this time.

"You can stay here for the time being, like last time" he said, giving her the best smile he could give at the moment. "I dont care if i have to bind you myself, you are not going back there" his tone said it was final. Dreamer moved to grab his jacket, which was stuffed inside his bag as well.

"Tell me where this man lives" Dreamer said, "I think im going to go pay a visit".

[Casalynn Laymont]

Casalynn was touched by Dreamer's concern. She loved the fact that he was looking out for her and seemed truly angered and frustrated by what her Guardian had done to her. She simply smiled when he asked the whereabouts of where he would be and said he was going to pay him a visit, but all that had already been taken care off. Her guardian had been detained, he was being kept in the dungeons of Camelot with little to no chances of ever getting out or escaping. She was safe now and never had to go back to that life again. At least now though she had someone in her life that was actually looking out for her best interests and not using her to their own advantages.

"It's okay that won't be necessary. Prince Arthurs taken care of it all, Baldrick is in the Castle cells so I don't think he's ever getting out. I think he's due to be hanged sometime in the week" She said with a flash of sorrow in her words. She didn't like to see anyone get hanged yet she knew deep down that he deserved it. Casalynn always liked to see the best in people yet with Baldirck it was hard. The man was made of evil down to the depths of his soul with no chances of redemption it seemed.

Casalynn cast her mind back to the first time she had met Dreamer and had never invisioned this happening. At first she had been unsure of his magic yet now was truly certain and the fact seemed to draw her closer to him. He was good with his magic and looked like he new how to use it; the complete opposite to her. She knew a handful of spells but was unsure to the type of power she was using and how powerful she was. She had no idea of her limits and downfalls so her magic was somewhat limited. She wanted to tell Dreamer and seek guidance from him yet couldn't quite find the words to do so.

She opened her mouth yet closed it again soon after, her pre-practised speech changing several times in her head. She decided to ask him instead as she was stunned by the fact that he was able to heal people. She studied her arm and could see no signs of the wounds she had had before. "How long have you been able to do this? Heal I mean?" She said dropping her arm and eager to learn more abotu Dreamers style of magic.

[Jasen "Dreamer" Masters]

Dreamer's shoulders sagged at little as he heard that arthur had handled the situation already. He felt slightly jealous of the prince, he had become the hero for the moment. He sighed and dropped his newly retrieved jacket onto his bag. He then moved to sit alongside Casalynn on the bed, pushing his hair back from his forehead as he did.

"How long have you been able to do this? Heal I mean?"

Dreamer liked the change of subject, and even felt comfortable about the subject itself for the first time. He had never talked to anyone outside the guild about his magic before. He had always feared what people would do or think.Things for different with Casalynn now, she had seen him do magic, and didn't seem to care.

"Healing? Well a few months now, it was the first white magic that i had learned".

[Casalynn Laymont]

White magic? Casalynn had never heard of this before and this simple statement spurred on even more questions. She was even more eager to find out what more he could do and what else was apart of white magic? What sort of magic did she have? The question as to where and by whom he learnt this off also entered her mind, but in an attempt to restrain herself from indundating him with all sorts of questions, she closed her mouth and thought of what other way she would get the information out of him. She was intrigued by the talk of magic and hoped that Dreamer trusted her enough with these secrets. She knew she would not tell another living soul if told to do so, but Dreamer didn't necessarily know this.

"Well your very good at it" She smiled, the next question immediatly popping into her head. She had found she was more eager to know about Dreamer than she was to find out about herself. She was sure she would tell Dreamer about her magic later on in conversation, yet in this moment in time it didn't seem relevant to mention it.

"White magic? You'll have to forgive me, but I don't know a whole lot about magic. I had no idea that there were different types... Magic hasn't been much apart of my life as it has yours" She said with a small smile, pulling herself up from a lying position to a sitting position. She felt a small head-rush and swooned as a bout of dizziness overcame her. She blinked the specks and stars out of her eyes and soon returned to normal. It seemed the full extent of his healing hadn't yet taken place and she was still waiting for her body to become accustomed to the sudden change.

[Jasen "Dreamer" Masters]

Dreamer wasn't surprised by Casalynn's lack of knowledge on magic. To commoners and Nobles alike, magic was magic, there was no differences in any. That was the bases of many prejudices, no one saw the light in the darkness, or vice versa.

"White Magic.." he said, "Deals with "Fixing" or mending what is broken". He tried to help her as he noticed she was getting a little nauseous from moving, but she soon recovered, and he was free to continue. "For example, you, you were broken so i fixed you".

After a moment he blushed and tried to correct himself,"I mean, thats not to say you are broken, i just meant...you know..you were hurt so i had to fix that..not you" he looked away, to embarrassed to look back. Trying to change the subject, he absentmindedly said "Thats not all it can do though..."

[Casalynn Laymont]

Casalynn listened intently to what Dreamer had said. She had never heard such a thing as White magic before, and it made her wonder what other types of magic there were. If white magic dealt with fixing things that were 'broken' then this obviously wasn't the type of magic she had. She knew that she was no where near powerful enough to master healing and for the moment only focused on what information Dreamer told her. There would be time later where she could confide in Dreamer as he had confided in her.

"I mean, thats not to say you are broken, i just meant...you know..you were hurt so i had to fix that..not you"

She watched with interest as Dreamer backpeddled over what he had said masked his emotions into a blush. She repressed a laugh she could feel brewing in the pit of her stomach and followed his gaze as he looked away with what seemed like embarrassment. In the short time that she had known him, she felt like she had known him a lifetime. She was glad that Dreamer trusted her enough to be the keeper of his secrets and he seemed confident enough that she wouldn't tell anyone. When he said he could do more, her curiosity levels rose once more and she was eager to find out what else he was capable off.

"You can do more?" Initially she had thought healing would be the extent of his abilities, but obviously not. Cass did not want to appear pushy or forthcoming, but she was genuinly interested in his magic. She had never met anyone who could do it before and she was beginning to find more and more things that they had in common as she spent more time with him. She also found that as time went on the small schoolgirl crush she was feeling began to grow stronger although she wouldn't admit it. "Show me?" She said with a smile, saying it as more of a question than of an order.

[Jasen "Dreamer" Masters]

Dreamer knew Casalynn would ask for him to show her, he had a feeling she was just as curious as he was. It was nice, knowing someone who couldn't tolerate not knowing something as much as he did. It felt comforting that he wasnt the only odd one out there. Most of the mages at the guild were more into finding out what they needed to know, not what they wanted to know.

Dreamer looked around the room with a smile, ready to show Casalynn the extent one his power. There was one problem he had not anticipated though, space. His room was inadequate for the task at hand.

"Ummm" he said, "I don't think i can do it here, theres not enough room".

[Casalynn Laymont]

Casalynn could see the problem about space; the room in which they were in wasn't exactly the largest of places. She nodded in agreement and contemplated where they could go if Dreamer was willing too. Then she thought of an idea. She didn't want to leave and never see him again, so this would give her an excuse and an opportunity to meet up with him. Plus she wasn't exactly in a fit state to go mindlessly strolling around Camelot as she would only do herself more injury. A good nights sleep was all she needed to aid a full recovery so that is exactly what she would do.

She couldn't help feel a slight hint of disappointment though, after all seeing the magic that Dreamer bestowed was a rather exciting prospect for her. But she knew there would be other chances for him to show her. She yawned as she felt tiredness and drowsiness creep up on her and tried to shake it off so Dreamer didn't think that she was being rude. She was glad that Dreamer had offered her a bed for the night and the thought of retiring early and getting some sleep didn't sound like such a bad idea.

"Maybe some other time?" She proposed, hoping that he would say yes. Plus a change of setting, feeling the wind blowing in her hair and the sun radiating down on her skin was something to look forward to. Maybe a trip to the forest would be something that Dreamer would want to persue with her? She liked the idea of that. She made a mental note in her head to suggest it in the morning after they were both fresh.

"I hope you don't mind, but I think I'll retire now. It's been... quite an eventful day" She said with a warm smile, the smile turning into yet another small yawn breaking through her mouth. After what had happened and the stresses of the last few months, a blissful night sleep was something she thought she had more than earnt. The warm feeling of safety was an odd experience as she had been used to living in fear and endless bouts of worry. Yet now she was safe and she knew Dreamer would look after and protect her.

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