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Post by Analyse on May 15, 2006 15:11:33 GMT -5
She nodded slightly, peeling off the bandage to see if the wound had stopped bleeding yet. It hadn't, really; it was just sort of slugishly oozing blood.
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Post by adam_bat on May 15, 2006 15:20:48 GMT -5
"It still goin?" He asked from his position now laying on the couch.
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Post by Analyse on May 15, 2006 15:22:38 GMT -5
"A little," she shrugged, wrapping the bandage up again. "It's not like gushing or anything."
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Post by adam_bat on May 15, 2006 15:30:18 GMT -5
"Its still bleedin, an way you were standin even a little ain't a good thing." He sat up a little to regard her, "So, got two choices darlin. One, you go down to the infirmary and have someone patch you up proper. Or the other, borrow some of me an get it healed up that way. Don't know how much the second one's a good idea though, with yer head bein to crowded being what started this in the first place."
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Post by Analyse on May 15, 2006 15:33:30 GMT -5
After a moment, she pulled herself up, cradling the wrist against her chest. "Fine, I'll go down to the infirmary if it will make you happy," she sighed, using the wall to keep from loosing her blanace. "I don't want to deal with another voice right now."
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Post by adam_bat on May 15, 2006 15:44:21 GMT -5
"Good." He nodded. He almost got up to help her but realized this was making her unhappy enough. Letting her go on her own he settled back onto the couch and closed his eyes. "By the way, I'm sure it was Bobby cut up the paper like that. Don't know what he did with the clippings though."
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Post by Analyse on May 15, 2006 15:47:37 GMT -5
"Thanks, Logan," she murmured softly, starting to move out of the room. She clutched tightly to the wall as she moved, trying to keep herself from falling over.
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Post by adam_bat on May 15, 2006 15:49:38 GMT -5
He nodded and sighed into the couch cushion trying to get back to sleep. He listened as she left, following her out with his hearing to make sure she got down the hallway okay.
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