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Aug. 14th, 2010 11:16 am
emperor_cowboy: (Hol - Holy Shi--)
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[Hol Horse is standing there, holding the communicator in his left hand, staring down at the screen. He opens his mouth to speak but hesitates. Clearing his throat, he tries again.]

How do you get this thing to...

[He begins to idly fiddle with the device for a moment or so, as what he wanted to say was to be locked. Though since he can't figure it out for the time being, he simply stares back to the screen. Reaching up with his right hand, he goes to run his fingers through his hair, but instead ends up dropping the communicator. What can be seen, is the fellow stumbling backwards and hissing through his teeth. He seems to be clutching onto his right wrist in an attempt to stop the small stream of crimson.]

What the-- What the hell was that?!

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Date: 2010-08-16 01:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hamonatrix.livejournal.com
[Lisa grunted, catching him by the arm, and pulling yet another strip of cloth out of her pockets.]

Let me at least take a look at it before you start moving.

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Date: 2010-08-16 02:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com
Hey...Hey!...

Watch it...

[He kept a close eye on her, glancing down to his arm once in a while.]
Edited Date: 2010-08-16 02:33 am (UTC)

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Date: 2010-08-16 02:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hamonatrix.livejournal.com
Hey, hold still.

[Lisa was unperturbed, calmly inspecting the wound, and wrapping it with the makeshift bandage.]

I don't want you bleeding all over the place.

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Date: 2010-08-16 03:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com
[He frowned at this. It wasn't his fault he was so skittish when wounded! He had perfectly good reasons. Though he held still for a moment to let Lisa do her job.]

Heh... thanks...

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Date: 2010-08-16 03:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hamonatrix.livejournal.com
[She could think of at least one reason he'd be skittish, and its name was Dio Brando. But that didn't stop her from tending the wound. She was stubborn that way.]

Don't mention it. Now let's move. You should still get that looked at. Healing isn't exactly my forte.

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Date: 2010-08-16 05:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com
I was...

[He took sharp intakes of breath while trying to keep a steady stance.]

Well funny story... I was just on my way to the hospital for... something else... damnit.

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Date: 2010-08-16 06:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hamonatrix.livejournal.com
[Wry laugh]

Well. Two birds, I guess.

[Looks concerned]

You all right?

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Date: 2010-08-16 09:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com
[He bit his lip and looked hopeful.]

Yeah. I should be. I mean... I'm still standing, aren't I?

[He even went so far as to offer her one of his charming smiles, before looking away.]

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Date: 2010-08-16 09:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hamonatrix.livejournal.com
Okay, tough guy. Don't tell me. Just march.

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