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Sigrun Stem	Sigrun brought herself to a convenient nearby point near-crumpled on her chariot, alerted someone to her presence as she shut down the vehicle and practically collapsed on the spot. She's got several puncture wounds caused by abyssal magics, at least one spot where a large worm-like parasite attempted to dig in but got removed, and a variety of other wounds, many of whom clearly magical in origin. But that's not the worst part, the worst part is that she seems utterly drained. Pale, lethargic. A lot like a near-lethal degree of blood loss, in fact.
Kyra Hyral	True to her word, Kyra has arranged for a room reserved ahead of time for the incoming Sigrun. It's already set up and Sigrun is helped into a comfortable bed by a few of the resident nurses. Kyra Hyral herself is already waiting there for the incoming patient. If Sigrun was expecting a calm, composed doctor, she might instead be surprised to find a redheaded, punk-lookin teenager, completely with piercings in the nose and extras in the ear, ready to treat her. She has a number of syringes with glowing blue liquid present on a nearby table. "Alright, let's get you looked at." Kyra murmurs without any introduction on her part, gesturing a hand over Sigrun. Blue runes trace into the air around her and disappear immediately, leaving Kyra to squint at something that only she can see. "Minor wounding, easily treated. Near depletion of magic partciles...a lot more severe. Don't move." With little preamble, the white mage advances on her patient, wielding a pair of those syringes, which she sticks into each of Sigrun's arms. The blue-colored contents, of course, are ethers from her world, well known and widly used for regaining spent magic particles. "Let me know if this is doing anything for you."
Sigrun Stem	Sigrun doesn't seem to have any energy to object to any treatment. She's barely conscious, and doesn't need to be told not to move. The needles seem to genuinely surprise her, the pained noise is weak but without doubt coming from someone who has never been stabbed by a needle for medical purposes before. She can feel the energy however, "A little, but..." She still sounds very weak, despite that, "It's not just the depletion of magic. It's uh... how to put it..." There's a moment of quiet on her part as she thinks, until she comes up with what she thinks is a good answer. "If I get too low on magic, my body just starts making more. Even if it's already produced a lot, and that starts to consume other energies in my body."
Kyra Hyral	"Well, you are talking. That is a good sign, you at least have enough energies for that." Kyra says as she casually removes the needles one by one, replacing them with two more. Overall, Sigrun receives six s hots of Ether. "It is good to hear that you are not withtout some defenses. It's hard to tell where offworlders will stand..." She falls silent, watching Sigrun, "...did...did the ethers feel like they did anything? You should feel those straight away.
Sigrun Stem	"A tiny bit." Just a tiny bit, and the ethers do seem to refresh some of her magic, but it seems that not all of that was the problem, "And uh... my body making magic is not a defense as such. I don't need magic to live, it's... well, I'm a living source of magic on a world where most people produce none, and my body produces it whether I need it or not." Sigrun twists slightly, "That's the bit that can kill me about depletion." She emphasizes. "I think you've managed to stop that at least."
Kyra Hyral	"You don't need magic to live...and yet, everything I'm seeing right now, with how you are reacting to the delpletion, suggests that you are." Kyra steps aside to look at Sigurn holistically now that the systems have been 'primsed' a little with the theater. She relaxes when Sigurn admits she thinks she halted Sigrun's immediate death. "Well good. Now let me know where you want to go from here."
Sigrun Stem	"I'm doing a bad job explaining it. It's hard to think straight when I'm this woozy." Sigrun says in her own defense, sounding a little bit like she's being told off. "I think what I need from here is food, drink and rest, but I'm not sure, I'm not the doctor." She's almost certainly right.