01-04-2022, 07:55 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-04-2022, 07:56 PM by Astrid Gudrun.)
Astrid was a little heated but managed to remain calm, at least on the outside. Godric was indeed a stubborn one, perfectly modeling the tough male behavior that he would be fine, that he could handle the pain just fine. Time and time again she saw that attitude change in a heartbeat, particularly when faced with the purple potion she had grabbed. It was a wound cleaning potion, a bit complex and advanced in how it was made but one of the better potions every healer needed to have on hand. Rather then taken by mouth it was applied to the skin and not only sterilized the injury but it was the strongest antiseptic she had found. Infection was a rare chance after she used this no matter how dirty or hazardous the object was to cause the injury in the first place. The problem being that no one expected was it did sting and the strength of that sting varied between people. While she wasn't jumping to assuming Godic would be crying out in pain, she didn't doubt he would rethink arguing with her about the willow bark. The oils would help ease the pain of his injury and the remnants of the stinging feeling, lasting a bit longer to further help him welcome the arriving students with minimal hints to being injured in the first place.
She waited until he was settled the took the towel from the bowl of water and after wringing it out she gently cleaned up the wound and the area around it. She felt him react a first, the cold water against his otherwise warm skin would make anyone jump but she couldn't stop now. They had wasted enough time and the quicker she got this done, the quicker he could rush off to his next task. She pressed it against the wound trying to be as tender as she could as the cold water helped stop the bleeding. Once his wound was ready, she rinsed off her hands and dried them then reached for a new towel and the purple potion after removing the cork lid.
"Ready?" Astrid asked, she glanced up at him for a moment then directed her attention back on his side. When he gave his answer, she put the towel just below the gash to catch the drippings and tilted the bottle slightly until a very thin stream of the purple liquid fell from the top right into the center of the wound. A faint purple color smoke began to rise as the wound began to heal. She went from one side to the other, slowly but steadily to make sure every bit of the wound had been touched by the potion.
When she finished with the potion, Astrid quickly set the bottle down and grabbed her wand, giving the injury a few episkey spells to help the potion heal his injury. She remained focused and determined through the process, adjusting her touch and pace based on Godric reaction. At the moment he wasn't one of her bosses but a patient depending on her help and he was due the best of her work regardless of their position or his resistance at first to proper treatment. She wanted to make sure he was as well cared for as anyone else who came seeking her help, that being said she was fully aware her mind wouldn't be so understanding the next time they crossed paths. Reminding her both of his stubborn modesty and male ego as well as the physical image burned in her mind and a dash of jealousy in her heart for his wife of seeing his naked body for a breath of a moment thanks to a shifted mirror. If it were possible, she would have liked to get away for a couple days. Embrace some time with her secret second life and go be a hero for a bit to clear her mind of all this but that was impossible with the school due to open in just a few hours. No, this time her mind would get to mess with her and it would be a test of her resilience to resist keeping things professional between them. It was better that way after all, as tempting of a specimen as Godric Gryffindor was, he was out of her reach and probably for the better. The last thing she wanted to do was cause any trouble or problems after letting her come work on the important project he and the others had spent so much on creating.
She took a moment to set down her wand and with both hands empty and free, she rubbed them together to warm them up then gently tested the newly healed skin on his side by touching the area gently with her fingertips. Thankfully both potion and spell had worked and he was not left with a scar or any sign of the injury. Exhaling a small breath, Astrid gave a smile as she set the things she had used back on to the cart she had pulled over and stood back up on her feet.
"All that remains is your black eye. Would you like me to treat that first or would you prefer to get dressed? The wound is mended and may give you a little phantom pain later this evening but if you take that willow bark with you and chew it like a piece of dried meat for a few minutes the oils will be released into your body and help act like a pain reliever to ease the feeling through the night. Its safe to eat but not required to do what it needs to help, the most it will do if eaten is help increase your digestion. I can also send you off with a potion to help relieve the pain later if you prefer that instead" Astrid explain, turning to look at him and giving him a chance to look over her work should he want to. She held out a hand in case he was finished with the willow bark and not interested in using it later, wanted to give it to her to dispose of instead.
She waited until he was settled the took the towel from the bowl of water and after wringing it out she gently cleaned up the wound and the area around it. She felt him react a first, the cold water against his otherwise warm skin would make anyone jump but she couldn't stop now. They had wasted enough time and the quicker she got this done, the quicker he could rush off to his next task. She pressed it against the wound trying to be as tender as she could as the cold water helped stop the bleeding. Once his wound was ready, she rinsed off her hands and dried them then reached for a new towel and the purple potion after removing the cork lid.
"Ready?" Astrid asked, she glanced up at him for a moment then directed her attention back on his side. When he gave his answer, she put the towel just below the gash to catch the drippings and tilted the bottle slightly until a very thin stream of the purple liquid fell from the top right into the center of the wound. A faint purple color smoke began to rise as the wound began to heal. She went from one side to the other, slowly but steadily to make sure every bit of the wound had been touched by the potion.
When she finished with the potion, Astrid quickly set the bottle down and grabbed her wand, giving the injury a few episkey spells to help the potion heal his injury. She remained focused and determined through the process, adjusting her touch and pace based on Godric reaction. At the moment he wasn't one of her bosses but a patient depending on her help and he was due the best of her work regardless of their position or his resistance at first to proper treatment. She wanted to make sure he was as well cared for as anyone else who came seeking her help, that being said she was fully aware her mind wouldn't be so understanding the next time they crossed paths. Reminding her both of his stubborn modesty and male ego as well as the physical image burned in her mind and a dash of jealousy in her heart for his wife of seeing his naked body for a breath of a moment thanks to a shifted mirror. If it were possible, she would have liked to get away for a couple days. Embrace some time with her secret second life and go be a hero for a bit to clear her mind of all this but that was impossible with the school due to open in just a few hours. No, this time her mind would get to mess with her and it would be a test of her resilience to resist keeping things professional between them. It was better that way after all, as tempting of a specimen as Godric Gryffindor was, he was out of her reach and probably for the better. The last thing she wanted to do was cause any trouble or problems after letting her come work on the important project he and the others had spent so much on creating.
She took a moment to set down her wand and with both hands empty and free, she rubbed them together to warm them up then gently tested the newly healed skin on his side by touching the area gently with her fingertips. Thankfully both potion and spell had worked and he was not left with a scar or any sign of the injury. Exhaling a small breath, Astrid gave a smile as she set the things she had used back on to the cart she had pulled over and stood back up on her feet.
"All that remains is your black eye. Would you like me to treat that first or would you prefer to get dressed? The wound is mended and may give you a little phantom pain later this evening but if you take that willow bark with you and chew it like a piece of dried meat for a few minutes the oils will be released into your body and help act like a pain reliever to ease the feeling through the night. Its safe to eat but not required to do what it needs to help, the most it will do if eaten is help increase your digestion. I can also send you off with a potion to help relieve the pain later if you prefer that instead" Astrid explain, turning to look at him and giving him a chance to look over her work should he want to. She held out a hand in case he was finished with the willow bark and not interested in using it later, wanted to give it to her to dispose of instead.
