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"Relax." Yeji breathed, her voice soothing to the raven-haired. She was sat in front of a young boy, his leg had a sizeable slash through it. Even with stitches or treatment soon, he'd have severe nerve damage and a high risk of infection. "Remember the flower, how peaceful that was. How it came to life, how it sprouted from it's own dead limp." Ryujin hummed, her eyes turning purple, a feeling of a somewhat pleasant dizziness returning to her.
She knew people were gathering, watching with hope and whispering. Yeji was smiling like an idiot, watching as the wound slowly disappeared until it was as if nothing had happened to the boy.
Ryujin's eyes faded back to their normal after a few blinks. She noticed how quiet people had gotten.
"Let me help." Ryujin said, watching as people made a line. Yeji kissed her cheek repeatedly, teary eyed and full of admiration.
"Don't push yourself too hard, okay? There's always more days." Yeji whispered, breaking her hold of sweetness and letting the raven-haired get to work.
It went from being able to heal once person at a time, to two, to three, to ten... Ryujin's eyes only glowed more bright as she began to accumulate control. She felt her insides tingling, senses dulling but being overun at the same time. As though a current was flowing rapidly inside of her.
When she left the site for the wounded, it was dark, and she was drained. She barley registered the gratitude being thrown her way as she stumbled.
"You're amazing, you know?" Yeji said, assisting Ryujin, arms wrapped around eachother's waist. Ryujin just smiled, that signature smile that made Yeji's adrenaline pump.
The forest wasn't as scary and intimidating as it usually was. Ryujin had been through it and in the thick woods long enough to feel comforted, almost.
Strange how things can change.
"How are you feeling?" Yeji asked, a bit concerned by how drunk Ryujin appeared on tiredness.
"Sleepy." Ryujin replied, yawning.
"We don't have too far left to walk." Yeji sighed, cloning herself and using her red flame to light in front of them.
It was rather silent, but not in an awkward way. It was nice, walking through the cool night with eachother. Even with their languished states, they still felt a tug towards one another, and just being in eachother's presence made them gleeful.
Yeji was finally starting to think that illusionists wouldn't perish, and that Ryujin could help lead the vast wars to peace.
Ryujin just wanted to help. She wanted to stop the fighting, and she wanted to do it with Yeji. She didn't really know why, call it love, but she wouldn't be where she was without the brunette. Apart of her supposed she owed the Illusionist. Another part just adored her so much she'd do anything for her.
As soon as they made it back to their tent, Yeji quickly stripped herself while her clone helped to strip a rather exhausted Ryujin.
Not even a minute passed and they both passed out on the mattress.
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"Chaeryeong's gone." Yuna said, rushing into Yeji's tent. She was awake fast, hoping up and grabbing her clothing.
"Does lookout have any suspicion of warriors coming?" Yeji asked, not even bothering to button up her shirt fully. She looped a belt through her leather pants, attaching straps to it before her sias we're holstered.
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Illusionist - Ryeji
Fanfiction"Because, I'm one of the only people that knows what you can do." She said, smiling and leaning into Ryujin, groaning as the tip of the blade pushed into her a little. She breathed shakily into the raven-haired's ear. "That is, unless you want to kn...
