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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 9, 2007 20:50:17 GMT
"Sorry." I get up heading over to the bathroom, coming back with a wet towel and small container of water,"Take your shirt off and lie down on your stomach."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 9, 2007 20:51:29 GMT
"Oh God...let it heal on it's own. Not hospital kind of shit." I groan.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 9, 2007 21:00:48 GMT
"Just do it."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 9, 2007 21:01:25 GMT
I take my shirt off, lying down gingerly on my stomach.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 9, 2007 21:03:05 GMT
I sit down in front of him, gently washing away the dried blood around the burn as well."This may sting a bit."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 9, 2007 21:03:56 GMT
"Had worse." I mutter.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 9, 2007 21:07:24 GMT
I put my hand on the burn, closing my eyes a moment letting it heal.
"Okay, head up." I tell him.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 9, 2007 21:12:10 GMT
"Why?" I mutter.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 9, 2007 21:14:52 GMT
"Your shoulder." I say lifting his head up for him and washing the blood off.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 9, 2007 21:16:29 GMT
"My shoulder's fine."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 9, 2007 21:20:29 GMT
I put slight pressure on his shoulder.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 9, 2007 21:24:21 GMT
"Fuck...why do you keep doing that?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 9, 2007 21:31:52 GMT
"To proove that it hurts."I say brushing the hair from his eyes."Stop being a baby and just tell me where you hurt, we'll finish alot faster that way."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 9, 2007 21:36:21 GMT
"It doesn't hurt until you put pressure on it."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 9, 2007 22:01:23 GMT
"I wouldn't have to push pressure on it if you just told me where it hurts. Ian you took a hard beating, you have to hurt a little bit."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 10, 2007 15:54:26 GMT
"Yeah, I do. But you've successfully found where I'm hurting and that's it."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 10, 2007 17:37:45 GMT
I sigh,"Fine." I mutter brushing the towel down his back, washing away some of the small cuts.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 10, 2007 17:38:40 GMT
I sit up again, "Where are you hurt?" I ask her. "Besides your leg..."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 10, 2007 17:42:38 GMT
"I'm fine."I mutter pushing him back down.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 10, 2007 17:43:35 GMT
"So am I." I insist, sitting back up again.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 10, 2007 17:48:48 GMT
I give a frustrated sigh,"Fine." I mutter taking my jacket off, revealing a deep cut on my arm and a bruise forming on my shoulder. I push my hair off my forehead revealing a cut running down my temple."A little cut up, nothing serious though."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 10, 2007 17:51:42 GMT
"Yeah, nothing serious." I mutter sarcastically, "Can you heal those now or do you need anything to do it?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 10, 2007 17:55:11 GMT
"At least nothing's broken." I point out, putting a hand on my arm healing the cut.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 10, 2007 17:56:36 GMT
"Well, there's one upside to this. Nothing's broken."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 10, 2007 17:58:42 GMT
"I just said that." I say pushing my bangs off my forehead.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 10, 2007 18:01:07 GMT
"I know. I was just repeating it. Seeing if it made more sense to me if I said it." I mutter.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 10, 2007 18:04:04 GMT
I raise an eyebrow."Okay, did you get hit in the head? Your acting a little...werid."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 10, 2007 18:10:42 GMT
"I might have...Watkins might have got me with something...I don't remember." I mumble.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jul 10, 2007 18:12:44 GMT
"Watkins? As in Mika?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 10, 2007 18:13:28 GMT
"Yeah, that one."
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