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[It looks kind of like Dean's got his device propped up on some kind of table or something and he's sitting on a chair in front of it, leaning forward, arms braced on his legs. In the background there's a pale green curtain and there's the constant beeping of medical monitoring equipment.

Dean sighs, scrubbing a hand over his face. Honestly, he looks kind of like Hell, but there's a reason for that.] I need a healer. Maybe more than one. My brother - Sam's dying and I don't know if the nanites can heal him fast enough. I know a few people offered to help out when he first got here. We're at the hospital in Heropa.

[There's a pause and he looks like he's going to say something else, but he reaches out and cuts the feed instead.]

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It's a magic tool. It's also a weapon, but it's how I'm gonna cast my spell. Is that okay?

[He could do it barehanded, but the Keyblade helps him focus it a little more. Honestly, it does look a lot more threatening than Sora's Kingdom Key, so he could see why Dean might be a little alarmed by it.]

Edited 2015-05-17 03:12 (UTC)

[The... tool/weapon gets another slightly distrustful look before Dean steps just to the side, not quite between Riku and Sam anymore, but just hovering if Riku stepped forward to actually be near them. It looks like a weapon, but if this kid tries anything funny....]

Yeah. Alright. Fine. Whatever you have to do. [Don't mind him keeping a really close eye on that Keyblade though.]

[Riku can understand the distrust, but he goes ahead and does his thing anyway. He raises it, not pointed at Sam but at the ceiling.]

Cure.

[Calling out the spell name always feels kinda weird, but that's that. There's a green glow around Sam's body, a white bell-shaped flower suddenly fading into existence and blooming above his head. The flower and glow both fade away after a moment. It's not the greatest, Riku's magic being not necessarily the strongest, but Sam's colour is a little better.

After a moment he lowers the Keyblade again and dismisses it, blade disappearing in a sudden burst of blue-white and purple-black energies curling around each other. He steps forward now, empty-handed.]

That's... the best I can do, unfortunately. It won't heal everything, but his energy level should have gone up a little, and his wounds will have shallowed somewhat.

[When Riku raises the Keyblade, Dean's eyebrows go up. And then he says the name of the spell and there's a green glow surrounding Sam. Dean turns to look at it and the flower because wow. That was random. He'd seen his fair share of spells, but there was something more peaceful about this in comparison. Then again, you'd kind of hope that a healing spell would be more peaceful than something like a hex bag. Even if the flower part was totally ridiculous.]

So. Uh. That's it? [He's trying not to laugh. He really is, but he can't quite keep the edge of amusement out of his voice. Sam does look a little better and the beeps of the machines monitoring him haven't changed significantly. But. Flowers. At least the Keyblade's gone and Dean's managing to somewhat remember his manners.]

I mean. Thanks. For coming. Seriously. We owe you.

That's it.

[His lips purse -- he can tell Dean is laughing at him. Just because there's a flower doesn't mean it's supposed to be funny. After a moment, he shrugs, folding his arms.]

Don't worry about it. I would feel bad if he ended up dying and I could have done something, you know?

[Dude. The flower is totally funny. Like. At least a little funny. Own it.]

Yeah. I get it. Seriously though. Thank you. If there's anything I can do for you sometime, just. Let me know.

[Not that Dean had listed out skills that were available and useful that he could offer. He was game for just about anything. Unless someone wanted him to... burn down a house or something.]

Uh... I can't really think of anything now, you know? So... can I take a rain-check?

[He looks a little sheepish at this, like he's apologetic that he can't think of something.]

[Well, he had said sometime. And it's not like he's going to leave Sam alone just for a favor right now.]

Sure. Whenever. You've got my number now. [Unless he got ported out, but after being here for a year, hope of that happening was pretty much gone.]

Yeah.

[He turns, moves toward the door, then turns. He's smiling genuinely, raising a hand.]

Glad I could help. Good luck, okay?

Thanks. [They're Winchesters, so they're going to need it.]

Of course. Let me know if he needs any more, I can probably muster up some more power. Later.

[And he's out the door. ♥]

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