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Post by columbia on Feb 11, 2007 1:43:51 GMT -5
Conrad kisses her cheek and presses his forehead softly against hers running his hand down his chek "i swear to god you better not" he whispers
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Post by neuroticdreamz on Feb 11, 2007 13:35:43 GMT -5
Ariana places her hand on top of his and stares into his eyes, before pulling back with a small smile, brushing tears from his face. "Maybe we should get to work? I have no doubt some of your group is injured."
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Post by columbia on Feb 11, 2007 18:39:03 GMT -5
"yeah quite a few, theyve just come in from a months travel so the casualties are extensive " Conrad replies in his rather instructive commanding vioce
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Post by neuroticdreamz on Feb 11, 2007 20:42:41 GMT -5
Ariana nods. "Take me to them, I'll get to work."
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Post by columbia on Feb 12, 2007 2:51:36 GMT -5
"okay" Conrad smiles softly standing up and carefully taking her hand, leading her to the small medic unit which had been set up
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Post by neuroticdreamz on Feb 12, 2007 23:04:40 GMT -5
Ariana walks in and after a quick glance, rolls up her sleeves and approaches a man with a deadly looking gash across his stomach. Laying her hands across the length of the wound, she closes her eyes and it is healed within seconds. She smiles and goes to the next bed.
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