originally posted in:Neo Punks
[i] She doesn't see his arm move, but suddenly a knife is flying at her torso, seemingly from thin air.[/i]
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[i] Its sheer instinct and desperation I summon a small ice projectile it contacts with the blade ,but it still cuts a slice out of my right side[/i]
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[i] He blurs to her side, kneeling next to her.[/i] "Are you okay?"
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[i] She flinches slightly , its a clean cut but its deep and bleeding[/i] " I'll be fine,so as you can see i've a long way to go'
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[i] He shakes his head.[/i] "Sorry." [i] He rips a long strip of cloth from his tank top, leaving the lower portion of his abs exposed as he bandages the cut, expertly even with a strip of clothing.[/i] "Don't worry, my knives are clean." [i] He grins.[/i]
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[i] she watches him create a makeshift bandages,her eyes rest on him for a moment [/i] " how are you at sewing,cos this is gonna need more than that bandage"
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"I'm great at sewing, I just did this so you wouldn't lose much blood. Where can I patch you up properly?"
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Edited by ChaiseShadows: 12/5/2015 5:28:35 AM"i have a kit in the kitchen,c'mon" [i] Leading him off the roof,they head down some stairs, through one door which she precedes to lock before opening the next one. this leads into a large kitchen, with slate floors,an old-fashioned range , belfast sinks stand by the window, she pulls up a chair and stands on it to reach a top unit. she grabs a set of surgery needles,some guaze. and sterile water. [/i] "here"
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[i] He threads some thread through the eye of the needle, dipping the needle in water before waiting for Raine.[/i]