<font color=gray>He smirks and motions to the wheelchair they had brought in *Your chariot milady* He stands, supporting her back with one arm and looping the other under her knees. He picks her up with ease, lowering her into the chair as lightly as possible *They said you should try to stay off your feet as much as possible for a little while...*</font> -- RD Present: County Hospital

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Date Posted: Thu, Jul 05 2001, 7:31pm PDT
Author: Seth
Subject: He smirks and motions to the wheelchair they had brought in *Your chariot milady* He stands, supporting her back with one arm and looping the other under her knees. He picks her up with ease, lowering her into the chair as lightly as possible *They said you should try to stay off your feet as much as possible for a little while...*
In reply to: Alex 's message, "*She gratefully takes her cloths.. never had bleached denim and a heavy sweater looks so comfortable. Making quick work of dressing, although the pain in her abdomen was making her sick, she looks around the small room and then to Seth.* Shall we? *She says softly, the look of a dog about to be released from a weeks worth of kennel stay in her eyes.* " on Thu, Jul 05 2001, 7:27pm PDT

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*She pouts, knowing he wouldnt let her get up no matter how many times she begged him.. her elbow on the arm of the chair, her chin in her hand she sits.* This is pure torture. *She says teasingly, her emerald gaze on the papers the nurse had left her.* (NT) -- Alex, Thu, Jul 05 2001, 7:35pm PDT
- He grins assuming his position behind her, he tilts it back and looks down at her *You bet it is...you're in my hands now God willing...* He smirks then looks up, setting the chair down as a nurse walks by *Ahem...guess I need to be on my best behavior..* (NT) -- Seth, Thu, Jul 05 2001, 7:38pm PDT
  - *She grasps the arms of the chair as he tilts it, more out of shock than fear, she knew he wouldnt hurt her.* You dork, you're gonna get us in trouble.. *She snatches the papers off the bed and folds them in her lap, shaking her head.* Pure torture.. *She repeats, although in his hands was the only place she wanted to be.* (NT) -- Alex, Thu, Jul 05 2001, 7:44pm PDT
    - He laughs, standing straight and adjusting his dark blue AE polo, before dusting off his khakis and taking "the wheel" again. *..and we're off* He smiles resorting to slowly pushing her along (NT) -- Seth, Thu, Jul 05 2001, 7:46pm PDT
      - *She sighs contentedly.. she was going home.. in no time she would be able to truly relax and let her troubles wash away.. it would be so great to be at peace.* The sooner the better.. *She says quietly.* (NT) -- Alex, Thu, Jul 05 2001, 7:54pm PDT

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