[((___jade___))>]

Kyriel sighed heavily, pulling his right leg up to try standing on it. The thought of going to a nurse's office on the first day made him feel a little angry at himself, but he knew that it was a good idea. Although he did not, to his knowledge, have any bad physical wounds, he had never before used that much magic all at once. There was no telling what it had done to him.

Pushing against the ground with his foot, Kyriel found that he could stand, at least. His head was spinning horribly, but he was on his feet. The walking part he was unsure of. He tried taking a step, though it was rather wobbly. Although he hated to enlist the teacher's help so unexpectedly, he grabbed onto his shoulder for support. "I'm fine." He whispered again, though it was rather obvious that he was a long nap away from being truly "fine". He was only thinking about physical wounds though, and in that case, it was true.