unsheathedfromreality: (as we make our way through starry night)
Illarion Albireo ([personal profile] unsheathedfromreality) wrote in [community profile] deercountry 2022-02-01 07:21 am (UTC)

[For all his sense of humor and odd bouts of flippancy, Illarion takes anything he's asked to do, anything he's contracted to do, quite seriously. No half-measures--if Nehan wanted himself memorized he'd be memorized, or as near to it as Illarion can manage.

He takes the opportunity of the offered ankle, flexing the joint and making a note aloud to himself to compare it to Nehan's "normal" state. Then, onward to the right leg, to repeat the same inspection if more fleetingly. The erune's hips, waist, and torso are next to be felt-over and measured with the (cold) span of the shrike's palms and fingers. (He notes the solid muscle and bone of Nehan's back, comparing the ((feel)) of it with what he'd seen of the wound that had maimed the other man.)

Above that requires Illarion be on his feet, and he rises to run his hands along Nehan's shoulders and down his arms. He catches Nehan's left hand in his own, manipulating the fingers gently. Then, setting two of his own fingers in the erune's palm, the shrike requests,
] Grip these hard as you can. Please.

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