Thread:ThisIsXenon/@comment-32460917-20190603090203/@comment-32273133-20190612201427

///got it got it

////aight here's me flexing my fiction writer's artistic lisence:

“I’m sorry,” Clay’s voice was barely a whisper. “So sorry.”

Minutes passed. Clay glanced at the door, leg bouncing up and down, then at Calidi, then at the door, back and forth until Delphi comes back.

“I found everything in Xenon’s lab,” She said, holding up an armful of bags. “Plus a bunch of books and papers on how all his potions and stuff work. Is he awake yet?”

“Yes,” Clay let go of Calidi’s hand slowly and took the bags from Delphi. He rummaged through them and set stuff out on his desk. “Oh, good, he’s got a lot of everything. Except—“ He pulled out a bottle and squinted at the label. “I can’t read what anything is.”

“Yeah, his handwriting isn’t great,” Delphi shrugged.

“No, I mean it’s not in a language that I can read,” Clay said. “Except for a few characters.”

“Oh,” Delphi took the bottle from him. “He didn’t write in the common language. Right. I’ll translate everything for you,” She tapped the label with her nail. “This one’s for pain. It’s a morphine simulant, it works the same way, except it uses magical ingredients rather than just modern ones. So it shouldn’t have the same addictive component, since there’s no opium. Someone Calidi’s size should take.....” She glanced at the label, then dug in a bag and pulled out a small vial. “One of these every eight hours.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive.”

Clay took the bottle and the vial back. He poured a dose. “Write the time on the board.”

Delphi glanced out at the sun and wrote a string of letters and numbers on the board.

Clay walked back over to Calidi’s side.“Hey, Cali,” he said softly. “Do you think you could swallow something for me? Delphi found medicine that should make some of the pain go away.”