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Date Posted: 02.28
Author: Griogair
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Gia/Griogair 's message, "Inside" on 02.28

(He had gone through the motions of getting the woman into the car and then climbed into the front. He was feeling slightly abashed about the whole incident.. about the woman being drugged and maltreated in the first place.. and then to be drugged a second time in two days and put through a fire fight.. she'd have to be a strong wee thing to make it through this without an addled brain. He muttered as Skeeter drove away, shifting to pull his sleeve up, there was a bit of a tear in his skin from a bullet that had grazed his sleeve.. the heat of the casing burned the flesh enough to keep it from bleeding and it didn't really hurt, he was more pissed that his leather jacket had gotten it. Even though the muttering was in gaelic, it was generally a male acknoledgement that he wasn't hurt but damnit look at his jacket. Sighing, he brought his steely gaze back to the window and leaned back, wondering what in the hell he was going to do now.. he had gotten away from hell, but his safety spoke a different language.)

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He glanced over, smirking a bit at the sight of the jacket and the grumbling from the man before he looked back at Gia and sighed, his brow furrowed before he turned his attention back to the roads and then quickly made his way to the nearest hospital. He glanced at the man next to him with a furrowed brow, biting his lip absently before he sighed, trying to figure out what to do with him. He paused a second, honking his horn to get the attention of a doctor outside - smoking a cigarette ironically enough - to come over before he whipped out his cell phone, requesting the need for a translator to be sent to the hospital he was out so he could speak to this man. (NT) -- Skeeter, 02.28

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