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 Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2012 8:03 pm
Syd took her coat off, revealing the wound on her shoulder. "We need to clean up your wounds as well," she said quietly, letting her do what she did. She was tired, and coming in here was helping. Her eyes threatened to close--all she wanted to do was rest, not go running around again. But she wouldn't. She was a Mist hunter, and she was damn well going to prove it.
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2012 8:07 pm
"I'll be fine; I wasn't hurt too badly. Come on, now."
With slow, capable movements, Sasha adeptly cleaned Syd's wounds, bandaging each one carefully. Once she was finished, Sasha tucked all of the supplies she hadn't used back into the light blue first aid bag, zipping it closed with a small smile in Syd's direction. The poor woman looked exhausted; Sasha knew how she must feel.
"Come on, Syd," Sasha crooned, picking up the mp3 player the doctor had sent for her. "Lets join up with the others. Up, up." Tucking the music player in her pocket, Sasha looped her arm through Syd's tugging her up so that they could make their way out.
[exit!]
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2012 8:10 pm
Syd followed without a word. But she might have yawned a few times.
[EXIT]
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