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 Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 12:35 pm
(((tell me i ought to go have a bath, or somebody heal me or something, I don't know what to say right now)))
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 4:29 pm
Caroline, unable to locate either Oq or Val, and knowing nobody else who had any sort of healing skills, decides to take the...path of least resistance. Or most resistance, depending on how one looked at it. Spotting an overturned wheelbarrow, Caroline shrugs to herself and wheels it over to where the group of women is fussing over Zak. "I canna find Oqaia or Val," she says, "So I guess the lad'll have to heal on his lonesome."
Being a strong sort of woman, Caroline picks up the bleeding youth, supporting his shoulders, with a grunted "Upsie-daisy!" and gently plops him into the wheelbarrow. "Right then," she says. "Off to Ki's. Her little un's a shy laddie, but right enough." And with this she begins to wheel Zak toward the wagon with scrolling. She'd help Ki clean him up a bit and then see he's put to bed. He'd heal soon enough if he didn't run into anything else. Caroline sighs.
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