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[the-night-raven.livejournal.com]

More coffee. More time.

He can't stay here all day.

He wonders, vaguely, what happened to Peter.

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[pjpettigrew.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Goddamnit, I HATE when that happens. And I hate the added step of the More Options button.]

And because Milliways is like that, Peter spots the Night Raven from across the room and walks over to him.

"Hello, Raven." Peter smiles at his patient--at least, that's how he thinks of him. "I've been researching your condition. I found a couple of spells in some medieval French texts on medical magic--they're used to restore dead, dying or damaged tissue to full health.

"I think that they might work on you."

[the-night-raven.livejournal.com]

"Peter. It sseemed you had not been pressent for...hourss...lately?"

Night Raven shakes his head sharply in an attempt to clear it.

"Sspellss. I know I ssaid I apprecciated the help. Sstill it sseemss hard to believe."

[ooc: Sorry about the delay.]

[pjpettigrew.livejournal.com]

"Well, a wise man once said that any sufficiently advanced science is indistinguishable from magic. Maybe if you think of it as a form of science you aren't familiar with, it won't seem so unbelievable." Peter smiles. "And I think it's been about a week. Time's a bit wonky here, though."

[OOC: No trouble.]

[the-night-raven.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Wow, this conversation seems to have been going on for hours...]

"I do not know that I would trusst ssuch 'ssufficiently advancced technology', either. Sstill, it remainss that I ssought your help. I will not turn it away now. How we procceed iss left up to you...

...a week? Impossssible..."