Just-A-Stick
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Rex sat up, lucidity returning to her eyes. Where am I? She asked the person in her head,
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Alright.
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"Good." Jacin walked back to the woman. "I don't belive I caught your name, ma'm, I'm Jacin." He held out his hand, palm up.
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Ash gave him a tiny half smile, and a little wave, before sitting down at the booth.
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Rex winced, eyes fluttering I... I'm not sure.... I feel... cold? open? I'm not sure.... Did you fix it?
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I.... uhhh... alright.
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Help me.... how? What's happening?
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wh ... what....? Who? Where are you?
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Rex just whimpered, seeming to not understand.
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Jacin shoved him against the wall, not to gently,but not hurting him. "What the hell are you doing, boy? Why can't you be less... impulsive? I have half a mind to sedate you here and now!" His hand inched toward his satchel...
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Rex groaned pitifully, to weak to move her hand up to wipe her brow.
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"Excuse us for a moment." Jacin grabbed Xenk by the arm and towed him around a corner and out of sight.
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"I'm sorry, Ma'm,but I'll have none of that. His self esteem is low as is is, and I don't take kindly to people interfering with my patients. Xenk, be polite, please." Jacin said firmly, leaving no room for argument.
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"Well, it's like this, you see, I saved his life because he deiced to drink himself to death. He's been a real son of a-" Jacin stopped, shot a glance at the woman, then continued. "A not very... nice companion. I'm trying to find him help. believe me when I say it's not the arrangement I want."
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They walked inside, Kaladin held the door open and Ash darted through, looking a little anxious. Kaladin placed a steadying hand on her arm, "It's alright... I'll just ask for a quite corner table for us, ok?" Ash nodded, staying close to his side as they walked over to the counter. @Lunamor
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Nodding, Jacin turned to Xenk, "Xenk, I do not feel like shutting up at the moment. you might want to try a bit of your own medicine, before I have to sedate you and shut you up myself." Jacin deadpanned.
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Whole
We, as people
Are broken.
How does one mend
A fractured heart?
A tattered, abused spirit?
A sad, lonely existence.
We need something,
Someone,
To fix us,
Make us whole,
New,
Better than before.
He has a name,
More wonderful than
All others.
We speak His name
Into the dark,
Into the pain,
Into the awful circumstances.
He is our peace,
Our light,
Our rescue,
Savior,
Redeemer,
Our Lord.
His name
Is
Jesus
He is with us.
He fights for us.
He understands.
Jesus.
The
Only one
Who
Can
Ever
Make
Us
Whole,
Jesus.
~ Stick 12-29-23
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"Well, the way I see it," Jacin said thoughtfully, "We might as well respect women, as, without them, none of us would be here at all."
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Wounds
Mental
Physical
Emotional
Verbal
Wounds
Leave
Scars
Scars
Are
Signs
Of
What
You’ve
Been
Through
Of
Where
You’re
Going
Wounds
Bleed
And
Hurt
And
Need
Care
Always
Wounds
Hurt
And
Scar
And
Look
Ugly
Sad
Scary
Trauma
Is
A
Wound
Depression
Is
A
Wound
Anxiety
Is
A
Wound
Loneliness
Is
A
Wound
Neglect
Is
A
Wound
There
Are
Many
Many
Many
Wounds
Healing
Cannot
Always
Happen
The
Wounds
Don’t
Always
Go
Away
The
Scars
Are
Here
For
Good
But
They
Might
Become
Less
Visible
With
Time
You
Will
Be
Wounded
Again
And
Again
It
Is
Unfortunately
A
Part
Of
Life
Enjoy
Your
Wounds
And
Hurts
And
Pain
Before
The
Scars
Come
To
Consume
You
~Stick 12-29-23
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"Of course, ma'm, it's my pleasure."
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"Yes, shall we?" Jacin motioned the woman forwad, holding the door for her. @Lightweaver2
