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Post by Dresden on Nov 22, 2015 5:05:56 GMT
"Something you don't want me to see. I'm going to get the bullet. This might hurt a little."
She only responds to his warning. "I can handle it. It wouldn't be a first."
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Post by Ridge on Nov 22, 2015 5:13:18 GMT
I can handle it. It wouldn't be a first."
At her response, he replied in return with a short nod. Taking a breath, he grabbed tweezers with one hand. His other was used to guide him to the bullet by examining a small area around the wound. Once he felt it below the skin, the tool was angled before grasping the bullet. Letting loose the breath, he removed it gently but quickly. "There, all done. " mutters out of habit before he redressed the wound.
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Post by Dresden on Nov 22, 2015 5:23:35 GMT
"There, all done. "
Tae hisses when the bullet is pulled, her fist balling in the covers. "At least it wasn't bad."
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Post by Ridge on Nov 22, 2015 5:35:45 GMT
At least it wasn't bad."
"True, and I don't think it's infected so that's a plus. " pushing himself to his feet, he gathered the kit before tucking it under an arm. "Get some rest." Picking up her pack he sits it on the bed.
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Post by Dresden on Nov 22, 2015 5:39:20 GMT
"True, and I don't think it's infected so that's a plus. Get some rest."
She lays back completely, laying an arm over her eyes as the other hand gingerly holds her thigh. "I don't know if I can," she murmurs.
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Post by Ridge on Nov 22, 2015 5:50:20 GMT
Charlie turned to look at her with a contemplating look. "Wait here." He exits the room, leaving the door open. Minutes later, the sound of a chair scraping the floor is heard. Using his foot, he keeps the door ajar as he walks through.
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Post by Dresden on Nov 22, 2015 7:19:11 GMT
"Wait here."
Taliesin turns her head and moves her arm. A mossy eye peers out from under it as she watches the door, and when he reappears she frowns in confusion. "What are you doing?"
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Post by Ridge on Nov 22, 2015 15:25:38 GMT
Charlie looked up. "Well I figured you might want some company." Sitting the chair by the bed, he moved to kneel in the corner. Picking up the Violin in the case he sat in the chair.
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Post by Dresden on Nov 22, 2015 16:15:19 GMT
"Well I figured you might want some company."
She eyes the violin a moment, and a small smile touches her lips. "You play piano and the violin?"
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Post by Ridge on Nov 22, 2015 18:59:31 GMT
You play piano and the violin?"
"And the guitar, though not as well. I could probably play others but I haven't tried. The piano is my primary choice." Pulling it up to his chin he began playing a lullaby.
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Post by Dresden on Nov 22, 2015 22:01:06 GMT
"And the guitar, though not as well. I could probably play others but I haven't tried. The piano is my primary choice."
She looks back to the ceiling from under her arm, listening, and the murmurs, "Quite the musician, aren't you?"
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Post by Ridge on Nov 22, 2015 22:30:49 GMT
Quite the musician, aren't you?"
"Hmm I could do better. I still have a ways to go."
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Post by Dresden on Nov 22, 2015 23:18:05 GMT
"Hmm I could do better. I still have a ways to go."
Her eyes close and she smiles a little, arm remaining there. "Showoff," she whispers, listening, though not too long later, she drifts off.
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Post by Ridge on Nov 23, 2015 1:48:13 GMT
"Showoff,"
Charlie smiled, eyes filling with laughter before his lids shut. Getting lost in what he was doing, it wasn't until about a half hour later he realized she was long asleep. Wordlessly he pushed himself to his feet, the instrument returning to it's rightful place. Looking at the dresser next to it, he pushed play on the cd player-the only decoration on the furniture. A sharp exhale passed his lips as he straightened. Following routine he walked into the adjoining bathroom and began stripping, shutting the door with a light push. Proceeding to get into the shower-as well as turn it on, he leaned his head against the wall.
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Post by Dresden on Nov 23, 2015 3:05:58 GMT
Taliesin had fallen asleep, her hand draped across her stomach and the other arm across her eyes. To her, it was a dreamless sleep in the beginning. But it wasn't too long before darker ideas started to invade.
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