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I finish binding the ruined arm to her side, then help Dog gently get her onto the stretcher. I unfold a thin blanket to insulate her, tucking it under her body. I stand again watching the exchange with Ephram. I nod in agreement about sending so…
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“We need to take her to the clinic. I shall likely have to remove the arm.” I say solemnly, looking up at Dog then at the surrounding fixits.
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I learn something about my craft, +1xp A bloody, tiring time later some of Pine’s color has come back and she’s breathing reasonably normally. She did thrash some when some of the compounds hit her system. She is in a chillstabbed haze now. I’m si…
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Spending 2 stock (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 4, 2. Total: 8)
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There is no time. I hand Dog a second injector. “The same.” I tourniquet the arm with a length of surgical tubing over the bicep which staunches the flow. Then it’s all about getting coagulant and blood replacer into her as fast as I can, to ke…
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I nod to Ephram, going down next to Pine and opening my kit. The heavy machine has not crushed her torso, so she still breathes and there shouldn’t be any organ damage. If I had time for dismay it would be about that arm. She’s already been bleeding…
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My heart lurches a little in guilt when I see Wautauga. He was an unfortunate in all that business. August… I should tell August that he’s here. Come back and tell him that some of his people are alive and over at Pike. I hand over the stretcher t…
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I go among them usually once a week, though rarely this deep. I help where I can. It usually is not much. The real problems are ones I cannot solve and those are poverty and malnurition which makes an already hostile environment even worse. I drea…
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I start at Shy’s voice. I thought she had already gone on to see the duel as she always wishes to, as it is more time with the Arrows, but I have no time to soothe ruffled feathers now and follow after Kitsap. “I am glad to have you with me, if yo…
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I look at Dog with a raised eyebrow and a slight shrug. I quickly put down my cup and move to the door, touching Dog’s shoulder as I pass, grabbing the satchel containing my kit from its place near the door of my quarters and pulling it over my shou…
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Proud? It is pleasing. My face warms and my heart thumps into the light feeling in my chest at her words. My eyes shift down. When was the last time anyone said they were proud of me? She pulls away and immediately I miss the touch, but I sit up a…
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When she taps my heart, all I can do is nod. If the worst does happen, I will need those words to cling to. Suicide is the coward’s way, I know. My promise to Nee kept me from it. My duty, too, as well as affection for my niece and nephew. And, even…
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I did not wish to become overly emotional, of course, but her contact through the story, then the stroke of my hair seems to pull it from me. I shake my head, trying not to tear. I am thinking of that night sitting next to my sister’s body, covere…
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I put a hand on her arm and squeeze. “As am I.” I let go. “And Truly ’twas fear more than anger,” I say, softly. “though that sibling pair seem often together, do they not? Until the day of that fight I thought I had mastered both contagions as rega…
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Grunge did not vomit, lie or cry? Well I only did two of the three. At least I was not the initiate. “Verily ’tis” I say, as I return, agreeing with her about the experience of Pike Shine. I hand Dog her cup, a rather plain ceramic mug with an o…
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“Did you, indeed? Well, we shall see.” I smile again. I enter the small, neat little space. Neater than usual, in fact, since Shy has been spending more time with the Arrows and in the pile hen she isn’t working. I frown at the plate with the half…
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My mouth twitches up when Sounder accepts my scolding more or less gracefully and I pat her shoulder with affection. The lack of nerve response worries me though. I nod in acquiescence when Dog says she can go. When she leaves I say to Dog, “Soun…
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I nod seemingly absently while I prod at the hand in the compression sleeve. “Second is fine, provided you do not stress the arm. The same with scrapping.” Without seeming to, I quite deliberately hit a nerve cluster in the hand that ought to spi…
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Edited my post to account for inspiration.
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I have found myself in want of sleep since the night of the party, the thoughts of August and I together in that room have filled what would normally be the cool silences in my mind and made true sleep more difficult for me even than usual. For bot…
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(Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 1, 3. Total: 6)
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August, Everyone wants you. Everyone. You are a tide of beauty, charisma and sexuality that simply overwhelms. You are told how beautiful you are. How perfect. How stunning. And so it goes. What flaw are you most ashamed of? Valentine, That …
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Seatac! You get to highlight me this time.
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I reset with both Valentine and August for +2 xp. Between now having a supplier and recovering Stock from the Leviathan I now have 3 stock. I will spend a Barter to maintain the modest lifestyle. (would really like to know the rest of those rules.…
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I look down at the tea, take it into my hands, enjoying the warmth both from it and her. I nod without turning from the window. “It’s my shift. Shy will be annoyed with me as it is. I promised I would be back early.”
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August leaving the room is like the sun hiding behind clouds again after one of its too-brief appearances. A chill seems to settle despite the warmth of the bed, attenuating the blissful floating feeling she has again gifted me with. I shiver. I …
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When she pulls me in, I wrap my arms around her again eagerly, settling her weight and warmth upon me, my fingers tracing slowly down her spine. Her pause tells me she is thinking through her lovers, then she explains. Somewhat a compulsion then, …
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My Hx for August goes to +3 and hers for me gains +1, resetting if it’s already at +3 I am aware before I open my eyes and I hear the quiet declaration. The vision before I dozed was frightening but I was too exhausted, too intoxicated and too …
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Helping August. (Rolled: 2d6+3. Rolls: 6, 1. Total: 10)