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fandomhigh2005-09-23 08:56 pm
Dead zombies litter the ground (at the library -- yes, still)
The first wave seems to have subsided. Methos lowers his sword so the tip is touching the ground. Bloody streaks down the outside of his sweater.
Small puddles of flame flare here and there mark charred zombie bodies.
Small puddles of flame flare here and there mark charred zombie bodies.

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Pupils are dilated evenly, pulse seems to be normal. *shakes her head* Aside from a killer headache in the morning, you should be fine. But someone should wake you up every hour just in case.
((OOC: Want a concussion? Or just normal owies? I can retcon this if you want serious injuries.))
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*it starts glowing*
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*keeps hovering with the glowing*
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No, lie down. Let Janet check you out.
*the device stops glowing and Vala nervously shakes it off her hand and back into Janet's bag*
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*resists urge to dopesmack head she just fixed up*
You're gonna be fine, but you need to rest, o.k.?
Come here...
*sits with her back against the wall and pulls his head into her lap*
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