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 Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 7:06 pm
Lisa instinctively pulled her foot away from Bones as he touched it. "Oh, sorry," she apologized as she put her foot back for the man to clean the wound, "it just stung, and I, oh never mind." Lisa didn't know why she was so nervous now. Well, she knew what the main reason was, the man was still affiliated with the Rockets. But something seemed off.
Lisa shook her head. This was, as far as she was concerned, just a nice man. No need to bring her prejudices into it. "I think I'll be ok, then," Lisa looked over Bones, "Are you sure you won't need a doctor? I think I could help with some of the hard to reach wounds at least." Lisa especially noted some slashes that looked like they traveled along the shoulders, probably along the back as well.
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 10:03 pm
Bones was silent while he worked, and just plain didn't answer her while mulling the thought over. He honestly didn't know if he needed professional medical attention or not...and affording it was another matter entirely. And he couldn't expect her to patch him up…it would be rude. Passing over the thought, he pulled her sock back up and closed up the case. After a long rested moment to which he almost didn't want to move, the Rocket grabbed the edge of the coffee table before him, and proceeded to stand up awkwardly.
His side crushed out a bit of air from his lungs, just to make it easier to move with the broken ribs. The muscles in half his body were seized up from the stress of the battle before, making him uncomfortable. Almost falling back down on his butt, he made a last ditch effort and sat beside Lisa on the futon. Glancing at her and Midnight, he almost groaned. Almost.
Sleep, that would fix all this right? Maybe the rocket squad leader would forget that he wanted Bones to steal this Houndoom and bring it to him. ....yeah right. Still, he'd function better with sleep. Pain pills never hurt either.
"I'm sorry you got caught up in this." He finally spoke. What else was there to say?
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 2:53 pm
The Houndoom looked up at Bones with a sense of understanding, and a faint smirk. Getting to her feet, she tugged at Lisa's jacket sleeve.
"Oh, it's my fault really, I-" Lisa broke off at Midnight's tugging. She turned and noticed how late it had gotten. "Ah! It's that late already? I'm sorry for being such a huge burden." Lisa got up and bowed as lady like is she could with her leg the way it was. "I really should go now. Anyway." Lisa paused for a bit, ignoring Midnight's continual tugging. "Thank you, for everything. May we meet again." Lisa held her hand out to say good bye, but a violent tug from midnight, who had obviously regained her strength (it's a pokemon thing), dragged her away. "Bye." Lisa said as she was herded out the door by her pokemon.
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