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 Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 9:47 pm
((wait...if Tav spoke french then, why would he keep out of it? ...I wish I spoke french too...hehe))
:::Cora smiles up at Bard. Some one finally appreciates her treatment. She begins to unwrap the flat material:::
This is an epidermal adhesive. It will keep the skin in place as it heals. It serves a very similar purpose to those stitches...its just much less...:::She didn't want to sound insulting, but what other word was there?" ...primative.
:::Then Cora looks over at Malazar, and waves to him with her free hand:::
Pourquoi ondulons-nous?
:::Then she continues to apply the strip to Bard's wound::: Would you like a dose of cellular generative catalyst? It will speed the healing process.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 9:48 pm
*Maggie sets her spoon down as she finishes the soup. She briefly presses her hand to her head, as though in pain, before dropping it back to her lap*
*she takes a slow breath, trying to follow what's going on in the room around her, but she's having trouble focusing*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 9:51 pm
Serenis :::Cora smiles up at Bard. Some one finally appreciates her treatment. She begins to unwrap the flat material::: This is an epidermal adhesive. It will keep the skin in place as it heals. It serves a very similar purpose to those stitches...its just much less...:::She didn't want to sound insulting, but what other word was there?" ...primative. :::Then Cora looks over at Malazar, and waves to him with her free hand::: Pourquoi ondulons-nous? :::Then she continues to apply the strip to Bard's wound::: Would you like a dose of cellular generative catalyst? It will speed the healing process. ((Nor do I Tavin, but Malazar does, along with about two dozen other languages. (None of which I speak) www.freetranslation.com Mal's speaking in French but he doesn't know it! xD It's funny!)) "L'onduler ? Oh, il est d'habitude une tentative pour l'obtenir l'attention ou dit au revoir, pourquoi vous faire... oh, hahahaha. " Malazar glances at his hand, which is fading away. He chuckles at the irony of phrase as he disappears.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 9:52 pm
*Tavin frowns*
Maggie..... I think it would be best if you got some rest. Would you like me to help you to bed?
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 9:53 pm
Whatevere will help... *Bard is preoccupied with his concern for Maggie* He reaches over and squeezes Maggie's hand*
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 9:59 pm
:::She sees Malazar fade::: Oh... au revoir, Malazar.
:::She keeps attending to Bard, concerned for both him, and Maggie's steadying decrease in health. She feels guilty that she was not able to help Maggie, and is so thankful that the Captain is there to help:::
:::She finishes applying the adhesive, and begins to grab her administrator gun. She loads it with the solution:::
Bard, please roll up your sleeve. I need to inject this into your biscept.
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 10:02 pm
*Tavin's question draws her out of her daze somewhat* Perhaps 'twould be best if I did rest for a bit . . . *not wanting to trouble him* I'm sure I can manage on my own though, thank ye.
*she turns her head towards Bard at the touch of his hand, and returns the gesture, summoning up a smile to try and reassure him*
Truly . . . I'll be alright.
*she releases his hand and rises slowly from her seat. The room spins and she has to rest her hand on the tabletop to steady herself. She breathes in and out slowly, trying to shake off the dizziness*
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 10:05 pm
*Bard looks at the device rather squeamishly* Err... must I?
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 10:06 pm
*Tavin's eyes open and narrow*
Yes. Bed would be the best thing for both you AND for Bard. Wouldn't you agree, Bard? You and Maggie must have had quite a time. Tell me. How was it? Beautiful?
*A large bucket appears at the counter*
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 10:09 pm
:::She raises an eye brow and looks at the device, then back at Bard:::
Well...no, I just asked you if you wanted it, and you requested that I do whatever will help. This will allow you to heal much faster.
:::Then she looks over to Tavin. Bard and Maggie had a time?:::
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 10:15 pm
*Bard heaves a sigh and rolls up his sleeve* Do it quickly.
*looks at Tavin, wondering at the tone in his voice. he arches an eyebrow* We had a wonderful time....
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 10:15 pm
*By this point, Maggie can barely follow what Tavin is saying, let alone form a coherent response. She focuses instead on getting to her room, just putting one foot in front of the other*
*she makes it all of five steps before her vision starts to blur, and her body just gives out on her* nngh ... *a pained noise escapes her throat as she crumples towards the ground*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 10:18 pm
*Instantly, Tavin blinks underneath her, catching her before she hits the floor. Carrying her in his arms, he looks back at Cora and Bard*
Maggie is very sick after all, it would seem. Meet me in Room Seven as soon as you possibly can... and bring the bucket on the counter, okay?
*With that, Tavin and Maggie blink into Room 7, in the Guest Area*
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 10:18 pm
Maggie!!! *Bard leaps to his feet, not even noticing the pain, and hurries down the hall to Room 7*
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Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2005 10:21 pm
:::Cora gasps as she realizes what just happened, she looks at Bard with a very concerned look on her face. She's still holding the administrator in her hand ready to use it...:::
:::But Bard is way ahead of her... she stops and looks at the counter. In his haste, Bard didn't even give it a second thought. She goes over and picks it up, and follows the others into the guest room hallway:::
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