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Post by Dia on Dec 23, 2015 5:01:35 GMT
"Three,"
Nodding slightly at his response, Dia plucks three leaves then drops them in his hand gently, hands fidgeting in nervousness "What's the best way to clean it?..."
"Are you?"
"Depends on what you see as my attitude." Keifer fires back at her, jaw clenching
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Post by Dresden on Dec 23, 2015 5:40:13 GMT
"What's the best way to clean it?..."
"There's a kit with bandages over by the bathroom," he starts, taking the leaves from her and pops them in his mouth. "There's a bottle of alcohol in the kitchen. It's probably the best to clean it." He begins to chew the leaves, making a small face at the bitterness of them.
"Depends on what you see as my attitude."
She remains silent and thoughtful for a long moment. "Then I suppose we'll find out in time, won't we?"
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Post by Dia on Dec 23, 2015 6:06:01 GMT
"There's a kit with bandages over by the bathroom. There's a bottle of alcohol in the kitchen. It's probably the best to clean it."
"Alright.." Dianora murmurs, inhaling softly before pushing to her feet without seeing if her legs can hold her again, heads for the kitchen, steps careful, adrenaline and shock slowly starting to wear off
"Then I suppose we'll find out in time, won't we?"
"I suppose we will." Keifer mutters, watching her a moment longer before turning back, feet picking back up
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Post by Dresden on Dec 31, 2015 6:29:59 GMT
"Alright.."
Cael watches her go to the kitchen, ready to leap up if he has to as he keeps his hand on his side.
"I suppose we will."
She waits until he starts moving again before she follows after him, wary.
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Post by Dia on Feb 2, 2016 5:03:14 GMT
Getting the kit he mentioned, Dianora lifts it from the table then returns to his side
"We're nearly there." Keifer mutters a few minutes later, gaze straight ahead
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Post by Dresden on Mar 29, 2016 18:55:48 GMT
He let his head lay back, still holding the fabric off his wound as he chewed on the leaves without a word, eyes closed and breathing even.
"We're nearly there."
Calestial snorts quietly in acknowledgement, her gaze traveling around as she keeps her arms crossed over her chest.
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