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Through The Living Glass

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  1. Oh, right. "Well . . . thank you." She thought for a moment. "I'm worried about Rage . . . what he's up to."
  2. Yeah. She wiped the tears off her face. She hadn't cried for very long- which honestly seemed like a good thing. It'd gotten easier to talk over the past few hours, too, which was definitely a good thing. How are you feeling? - The doctor instructed her to sit on the bed.
  3. Pretty sure. . . . wait *existential crisis*
  4. I am- -not Did you just quote yourself I love it
  5. *hug* ah. *hug* Nice though
  6. She nodded. She had laid back on the bed and was staring at the ceiling. I forgot he was there . . . - Inside was a small medical examination room. He motioned for her to sit on the raised bed/bench-thing (I don't remember what it's called lol), while Irie sat in a chair by the door.
  7. I'm not I just read the ones where someone pings me and then the newest page *hug* Did you have fun at all? He fell on the ice
  8. Indeed, that was about the only thing different she'd noticed. She hoped that was the only thing.
  9. Elliot? She tensed. What now? - He led her through a few well-lit hallways, sending most of his team away save a couple. He opened a door at the end of a hallway and motioned her and Irie inside.
  10. hehe THEN YOU CAN FINALLY KILL SOMEONE ON THE HUNTED RP??? :D:D:D:D:D:D:D>>:(:D:D GOOD JOB :D:D *HUG* Mhmhm *hug* Fun! You fell?
  11. She shook her head. She was tired, sure, but . . . Not that kind of exhausted . . . - Irie nodded and said something quietly to the head doctor, to which he nodded. "Would you come with us, then?" he said to her.
  12. Aela squeezed her hand reassuringly. Felicity didn't seem so different, now. Maybe she had overreacted a little.
  13. I-I want to talk about it, but I also don't- and I don't know how- She buried her face in his shoulder, sniffling. I'm just so exhausted . . . - Irie nodded and stepped out of the vehicle, motioning for the girl to do the same. "I can come with you, for the first part, if you'd like." Gotcha
  14. She turned and hugged him back. I'm sorry, she sobbed. I'm so sorry . . . - Irie pulled her hand away. "Alright, we won't. But you need to come with us still, alright?"
  15. She put her head in her hands and started quietly crying. - Irie nodded and held out her hand. "Would you let us help you with those?"
  16. She leaned her head onto his shoulder, still staring at the ground. What do I do . . . ? she asked mournfully. - The head of the second team poked his head in. "Hey, so-" "Wait," Irie cut him off, turning back to the girl. "We won't right now, but if you're hurt, we need to know so we can help, okay? Are you bleeding anywhere? Does anything hurt?" Me
  17. "We're not like them. Don't worry." - She walked inside and to her room, then sat on the bed, staring at her bare feet. She realized absently that she'd left her other items of clothing by the pond, and that she was still wet. But who cared, really. - "Whoa, hey, everyone back up a little," Irie directed the personnel. "Eep!" She half-caught him and handed him off to the medical teams. Irie grinned and turned to help the girl. "Are you hurt anywhere?" she asked softly.
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