Thread: Gladiators Prize (Demorica & Rekoj)

She could tell everything that was wrong and as she listened to him she could see the type of person he was almost right away, or at least this side of him, strong, alone, and needing no one, such bull shit in her opinion. She looked at him again as he spoke and simply listened, finding the others had infact bragged about her, but she was still a virgin, surprisingly enough, she had merely been used for helping with making them heal, so she was dying to help him in some way, always wanting to help someone, knowing he was in pain even if he did not want to admit it. You say they will heal on there own, but if that happens they do not straighten out, they munch up and can affect your fighting and over all movement, such as the spot in your arms and back, if left untouched and knotted they would make your arms and back a little weaker. She pointed out, moving over to him on the bed, already hearing him give her permission to massage his wounds and right away she went to work, her hands gliding over his skin, her hands so soft, but from where they touched on his arm it seemed very precise, touching points in the arm taught in trigger point therapy, and if she did not know what she was doing it could seriously harm his arm and even make it worse, but she was professional and worked around the bruise, not working directly on it, but around it, something the girls did not do often, but what she found out was that when massaged right on the wound the inflamed area just gets worse, but it massaged just a little away it draws all that inflammation out and allows the swelling to go down even more than usual. Once done with one are there was already a noticeable difference. She moved to the other, doing the same thing there, taking her time as she moved down his arm and even massaged his hands to ease some of the knots that seemed to form between the fingers, a painful thing if left unchecked. And then she worked on his legs, feet, and worked her way up to his chest, focusing on the pectoral muscles and such there. Once finished she touched his shoulder softly, looking down at him, If you would, I would like to get to your back, so sitting up or rolling over if you would be so kind? She asked, knowing he may say no, or either choose one of the positions mentioned. Despite her size her fingers were rather strong, even though they were bony they could pinch nerves, tendons and do harm if she was too close or ticked off enough. Bringing a hand to her hair she swiped away a few strands in her face, her crystal blue eyes looking down at him with a kind and gentle smile as before, clearly hiding much about herself. You say you have no need for it now, but if you are ever in the mood let me know, I may seem useless to you, but I have many uses. She said softly, And I doubt you will break me, I am very flexible. I wont break. She said with what seemed to be a slight cold tone to her words. You do not give me enough credit, I may seem delicate, but I am no china doll that will shatter so easily. She added as she waited for him to move so she could work on his back, but the moment the thought came to mind her temper was flaring and she was not sure if it was safe for her to do so, knowing she could easily harm this fighter through a few simple touches, but she figured he already knew that by now.