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10/4/2015 6:07:52 AM
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[b]"Sedatives, I think I pulled a few things, and opened that cut again"[/b]
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He facepalms. 'Damn it, let me see it, I'll take a look.' He opens his medical kit, and pulls out two sharps of sedative.
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[i]True to her word, the gash in his side is open again, as well as a few cuts[/i]
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'The cuts aren't too bad, they'll be fine for the most part, just keep them clean.' He looks at the gash, and sighs before applying a sedative. 'You're lucky you are conscious, otherwise I'd have used the quick option.' He pulls out some tools, and begins stitching the gash.
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[b]"To cauterize it? Would be better I think" [i]She winces every so often[/i][/b]
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'Yes, but its a little difficult here, I don't have a sheet of metal.' He keeps going, and cleans out the gash with an antibacterial spray. 'You need to learn to do this, you won't always have me around for it.'
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[b]"I know how to, don't worry"[/b]
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'Well, shouldn't you be doing this then?' He finishes up, and applies a field dressing. 'Don't jump around too much, it might tear open..... again.'
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[b]"I'll tty not to"[/b] [i]she stays quiet a bit[/i] [b]"Don't leave me here, at least help me to the upper levels"[/b]
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'Why the upper levels? There aren't any open rooms up there.'
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[b]"At least it'll be better than laying down here"[/b]
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'I'll do you one better, since I'm almost never in there anymore.' He unplugs the rest of the equipment, and slings her onto his shoulder. 'I'll get your stuff when i come back for my gear.' He walks outside, and heads for the nearest lift.
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[i]She grunts from the sudden movement, and hangs limp from where she sits[/i]
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'I'm giving you my room for now, its on the surface of the plateau.' He enters the lift, and after reaching the surface, he steps out and walks over to his outbuilding.
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[b]"A little over the top, don't you think?"[/b]
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'No, not really. Its not like im using it, I've been sleeping in my armor lately.' He opens the door, steps inside, and walks to the bedroom. 'That, and I'll know where you are.' He sets her down on the bed, and walks out of the room for a moment. The room is rather plain, the only abnormal thing is a set of Corvus-Pattern Power Armor sitting in a corner.
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[i]She looks at the armor for a bit, and looks around the room[/i]
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After a little attention is paid, a few tables have dismantled weapons on them, side by side with several books on Astartes Physiology. Besides this and the armor, everything is fairly normal compared to most men. Sigmar, after taking several minutes, returns with your things and a bottle of alcohol. 'That's everything, and i figured you'd want painkiller for later.'
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[b]"Thanks, might need more of that alcohol though "[/b]
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'I've got plenty of it in the conservator, its by the venison.' He steps outside again, and returns with his equipment on a trolley, along with another bottle of alcohol. 'Don't say anything, this stuff is difficult to carry.'
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[i]She nods, and shifts slightly to get comfy[/i]
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'So, do you want anyone to stay here with you while you heal up? I can have one of my men keep you company, one of them said it wouldn't bother him.' He sits down in a chair, and passes her a bottle. 'Its whiskey, so don't drink too much, you'll be pass out drunk.'
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[b]"Being passed out drunk is better than laying around here"[/b] [i]She starts sipping at it[/i] [b]"I don't know, I want someone around, but I hate being seen like a weakling"[/b]
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'There is nothing weak about it, you can't exactly fight like you are now.' He opens up his bottle, and takes a drink. 'It'd be better if he was around, cause then you'd have someone here if you needed them.'
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[b]"True...*[/b]
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'That, and he's interested in you anyways.' He takes another drink, leans back, and laughs. 'Don't tell him i told you, I'll have to smack him.'
