[ While damage to her horns doesn't cause Era any pain - there are no nerves in them - having one viciously smashed apart from where it connects to her skull most certainly does. It was far from the worst pain she has ever endured, but it left her dizzy and physically off balance; head tilted too much to one side as she works to compensate for the change in weight.
Thor hadn't been his right mind and Era will never blame him (has already forgiven him), yet none of that changed how disadvantaged she was afterward. Balance thrown and hearing halved, she could no longer judge where sound originated from nor dodge effectively. Not even the Echo could help her.
So it's a relief when she learns she has been 'bought', knowing immediately that Aymeric would be behind her freedom. Era doesn't allow herself to think about whichever poor soul need take her place in the arena. Her life is, unfortunately, too important to risk - Eorzea depends on her, and Era needs to survive by any means necessary.
She receives cursory medical treatment after being freed, lessening the severity of many of her injuries. Her skin is littered with deep bruises both large and small, retreating under scales that are chipped and askew. The dark colourating is a distinct contrast to her pallid skin and ivory scales.
The sound of Aymeric's arrival causes Era to look first in the wrong direction - instinctually looking to where her remaining horn told her the source was - before her mind takes over and tells her to do the logical thing and look to the door.
She exhales slowly at the sight of her partner. Her whole body seems to slump into itself; shoulders sagging and tension leaving her limbs as the feeling of security Aymeric brings washes over her.
His arms are more than welcome - a comfort Era yearned for while in the arena. There is little pain from it, for she had been forced to swallow at least a token amount of medication to ease her aches. A fact that is mildly discomfiting but she'll survive.
The kiss is only slightly less welcome and Era responds to it clumsily. ]
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Thor hadn't been his right mind and Era will never blame him (has already forgiven him), yet none of that changed how disadvantaged she was afterward. Balance thrown and hearing halved, she could no longer judge where sound originated from nor dodge effectively. Not even the Echo could help her.
So it's a relief when she learns she has been 'bought', knowing immediately that Aymeric would be behind her freedom. Era doesn't allow herself to think about whichever poor soul need take her place in the arena. Her life is, unfortunately, too important to risk - Eorzea depends on her, and Era needs to survive by any means necessary.
She receives cursory medical treatment after being freed, lessening the severity of many of her injuries. Her skin is littered with deep bruises both large and small, retreating under scales that are chipped and askew. The dark colourating is a distinct contrast to her pallid skin and ivory scales.
The sound of Aymeric's arrival causes Era to look first in the wrong direction - instinctually looking to where her remaining horn told her the source was - before her mind takes over and tells her to do the logical thing and look to the door.
She exhales slowly at the sight of her partner. Her whole body seems to slump into itself; shoulders sagging and tension leaving her limbs as the feeling of security Aymeric brings washes over her.
His arms are more than welcome - a comfort Era yearned for while in the arena. There is little pain from it, for she had been forced to swallow at least a token amount of medication to ease her aches. A fact that is mildly discomfiting but she'll survive.
The kiss is only slightly less welcome and Era responds to it clumsily. ]