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Post by Asmer Hiver on Jun 9, 2010 20:40:39 GMT -5
"Perfectly." Asmer said. She examined the wound, it looked like all the dirt had been removed. She rubbed a little alcohol on it to get rid of any thing lingering.
From under the table he was on she grabbed string and a special needle as well as something to bandage it after ward.
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Post by Draven Walker on Jun 9, 2010 20:48:17 GMT -5
"You better." He said.
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Post by Asmer Hiver on Jun 9, 2010 20:51:36 GMT -5
Asmer nodded, she didn't particularly like this part.
"I have to sew the wound shut, because of it's placement, I cannot numb it in any way. It will be a few pin pricks as well as some tugging." she said, her voice taking her usual tone with pacients. The one that didn't have a hint of sarcasm in it.
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Post by Draven Walker on Jun 9, 2010 20:52:38 GMT -5
"I've had worse." He said.
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Post by Asmer Hiver on Jun 9, 2010 20:55:01 GMT -5
Asmer nodded and started. Her hands moved quick but practiced.
"Done," she said and put something over the wound.
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Post by Draven Walker on Jun 9, 2010 20:59:55 GMT -5
"Well, that was quick." He said. "Painful, but quick."
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Post by Asmer Hiver on Jun 9, 2010 21:02:25 GMT -5
"I've had some practice." Asmer said, walking to the fire place. She put some water over the fire and started grabbing herbs for jars.
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Post by Draven Walker on Jun 9, 2010 21:08:04 GMT -5
"Really? When?" He asked.
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Post by Asmer Hiver on Jun 9, 2010 21:10:21 GMT -5
"I've been healing since I was fifteen, sewing since five, sewing skin since I was 18." Asmer said, putting the herbs in a cup.
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Post by Draven Walker on Jun 9, 2010 21:17:44 GMT -5
"And you're what? Eighteen? Nineteen?" He asked.
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Post by Asmer Hiver on Jun 9, 2010 21:22:52 GMT -5
"Twenty." she said.
The water was hot- not boiling but good enough. She poured the water in the cup and set the kettle back over the fire.
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Post by Draven Walker on Jun 9, 2010 21:23:22 GMT -5
"Same." He said.
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Post by Asmer Hiver on Jun 9, 2010 21:26:39 GMT -5
Asmer nodded.
"Drink this." she said, handing him the tea.
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Post by Draven Walker on Jun 9, 2010 21:29:47 GMT -5
He drunk some. It was terrible. Just drinking it made him feel like gagging. He spat it out.
"You trying to fucking poison me, bitch!?!" He shouted.
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Post by Asmer Hiver on Jun 9, 2010 21:34:10 GMT -5
Asmer took the cup from him and took a sip.
"No." she said handing it back to him. "Drink it."
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