[If this were a recurring thing she'd be more worried, but she isn't. Instead she looks up as he steps past the cushions and-- Oh, okay, that's definitely a better option than the ground. Orihime stands up and approaches the bed, perching partially on the edge as she turns herself toward him.]
Shun'ou! Ayame!
[While she doesn't have to call their names, it definitely helps power up her abilities to have a focus so far as she knows.]
[Most people wouldn't be able to see them, but due to Peter's unique circumstances with a fey contract of his own, he can definitely see the twin pairs of petals coming to life with a bright glow, falling from Orihime's six-point hairpins. Breaking free they take the shape of two tiny fairies with strangely shaped wings. They zip through the air, coming together just above him, before spreading out to draw an oval shield of soft gold light between them. It covers him from head to toe, hovering about six inches above his body, as Orihime holds out her palms and concentrates.]
[She can feel the wrongness that swims inside of him, especially with her spiritual senses on high alert. It wasn't there before. He seems like he wants to keep the scratches on his face so she just has to concentrate on the toxic miasma she can detect and erase it.]
[There's no visual cues as to its eradication, as it was never visible to begin with. But he'll definitely feel the effects being reversed as the pain and discomfort recede, slowly, gradually.]
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[If this were a recurring thing she'd be more worried, but she isn't. Instead she looks up as he steps past the cushions and-- Oh, okay, that's definitely a better option than the ground. Orihime stands up and approaches the bed, perching partially on the edge as she turns herself toward him.]
Shun'ou! Ayame!
[While she doesn't have to call their names, it definitely helps power up her abilities to have a focus so far as she knows.]
[Most people wouldn't be able to see them, but due to Peter's unique circumstances with a fey contract of his own, he can definitely see the twin pairs of petals coming to life with a bright glow, falling from Orihime's six-point hairpins. Breaking free they take the shape of two tiny fairies with strangely shaped wings. They zip through the air, coming together just above him, before spreading out to draw an oval shield of soft gold light between them. It covers him from head to toe, hovering about six inches above his body, as Orihime holds out her palms and concentrates.]
[She can feel the wrongness that swims inside of him, especially with her spiritual senses on high alert. It wasn't there before. He seems like he wants to keep the scratches on his face so she just has to concentrate on the toxic miasma she can detect and erase it.]
[There's no visual cues as to its eradication, as it was never visible to begin with. But he'll definitely feel the effects being reversed as the pain and discomfort recede, slowly, gradually.]
Do you feel anything?