so, healing, huh? (pink)

Fern was practicing in the arena. After they had released her from the infirmary, she had started practicing almost everyday. She was the first one and last one in the arena. That's all she ever did now. Train, train, train. She was just waiting for the right time to fight the Hermes girl again. The girl came ever once in awhile to train, but Fern was just waiting for the right time to ask for a rematch. Today was that day.

Fern had eaten breakfast before searching for the girl. She was with a group of friends in the courtyard. It was about noon then. Fern had walked into the group where the girl was. "I want a rematch Melissa." She said, her dagger already out. The other girl smiled before answering, "Back for more shrub? Alright." She took out her sword and the fight began. Her friends had backed up and the fight began. There were a few slashes here and there, nothing interesting.

A few minutes later, Melissa had stabbed her. Again and in the same place. Fern had cried out in pain. After that, Melissa had left leaving Fern by herself. This time though, no one was there to help her. She had to get to the infirmary by herself. After a few minutes and cries of pain, Fern had gotten up. She started limping toward the infirmary. A few people looked at her, but didn't dare to help. She knew why. Everyone absolutely hated her. She shrugged it off. She didn't need them. She could get there herself.

When Fern finally made it to the infirmary, it was practically empty. Someone had to be here. She looked around until she found a boy. He looked familiar. He was from her cabin. What was his name again? Something that started with an S. Shane? Seth? It didn't matter what his name was, she needed help immediately. "I uh need help, I kind of got stabbed.... in the leg with a knife." She said before glancing at the knife sticking out of her leg.

Fern looked at the bottle he was holding. Her eyes had quickly read the 'do not uncap' label. This was not going to end up well. She had raised both of her eyebrows at his comment. She tried to remember his name and god parent. His name was Seth and his god parent started with a B. She couldn't remember what the name was, but she knew the goddess was useless in this situation. Her thoughts were interrupted by her loosing more and more blood by the minute.

Fern quickly sat down in the chair. She glanced at him with a worried look on her face."You don't know how to do this, do you?" She asked. She tried to remember what had happened last time. That however provided no help considering she had been half dead. The only thing she knew was that she had taken out the knife. She could just take it out and then wing it after that, right? She didn't have much of a choice anyway considering Seth wasn't helping much. She gripped the dagger too tightly turning her knuckles white. She pulled it out slowly so she could have more of a steady hand and not cause any more damage to her leg. However it caused much more pain and she tried not to scream. Tried. When she finally pulled the knife out, she felt like she was about to go unconscious. She held the knife over the ground, her blood dripping onto the floor.