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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 27, 2016 17:03:18 GMT -5
Arty shook her head, "If you get me some sutures and a mirror I can just stitch up my face on my own, thanks." She said, sitting up a bit straighter.
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 27, 2016 17:12:11 GMT -5
"Nonsense, we will do that for you," the nurse smiled, getting the supplies out.
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 27, 2016 17:16:36 GMT -5
Arty stared at her, her mouth slightly ajar. "They're... Nice?" She asked Blake.
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 27, 2016 17:19:16 GMT -5
"What? Were you expecting to be treated like a criminal here?" He asked, "you're under my wing now, remember?" His face was pale, but he seemed to not be bothered for it. "Will you tell them the antidote maybe?" He closed his eyes, as the nurse began to clean his wound.
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 27, 2016 17:22:53 GMT -5
Arty stood up, "It's fairly simple..." She looked through the small medicine cabinet. She pulled out a vial of two things and drew an equal amount in a syringe, going to Blake. She injected it into his arm, without asking. "You should feel better in about a day." She said, sitting back down.
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 27, 2016 17:27:33 GMT -5
"A day?" He asked, and chuckled, "guess you're stuck here with me for a whole day. How exciting for you."
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 27, 2016 17:30:57 GMT -5
Arty raised her eyebrow, a common gesture for her. "Why?" She asked
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 27, 2016 17:32:10 GMT -5
"Cause you're under my wing. If I'm somewhere, you're there too. That's how this works."
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 27, 2016 17:38:26 GMT -5
Arty sighed a bit, "Fine, but I need to pick up some stuff from my apartment and you can't come with me for that. Got it?" She told him
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 27, 2016 17:42:24 GMT -5
Blake sighed, "okay, but I'm coming with. I won't come up. But I'm going with. "
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 27, 2016 17:57:49 GMT -5
Arty shook her head, earning a displeased sigh from a nurse. "No. You're not coming NEAR my apartment." She said, "There are too many people who would recognize you, and then my covers blown and I'm dead." She said, "You're just going to have to sit that one out."
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 27, 2016 18:12:59 GMT -5
He sighed, "you're going to come back, aren't you?"
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 27, 2016 18:15:27 GMT -5
Arty frowned a bit, "I am getting paid, aren't I?" She asked
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Post by Admin Celloluvr on Sept 27, 2016 18:17:16 GMT -5
"I suppose you are," he nodded at her.
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Post by Moderator Merida on Sept 27, 2016 18:18:46 GMT -5
"Then I'll be back." She said, as the nurse finished her stitching. "I'll need to take one of the cars." As she stood she shrugged back on her jacket, flipping the hood so it laid correctly.
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