Setup: Post-mission. Laura Costol (my character) is injured and is in need of medical attention. While others are being seen to, Lorem Laurel (clarius) steps in to do some emergency first aid to tide her over.
Since you’re clearly in a lot of pains, I won’t rub it in your face and say I told you so.
[ liking to think she’s classy enough to not stoop so slow, lorem doesn’t say anything while handing laura the pain medication.
she is, however, allowing her expression — pursed lips, furrowed brow, and very disapproving expression — speak volumes in her stead. be glad she got the ones that are easy to dry swallow. ]
I know you mean it. [ lorem now claps her hand, gesturing for laura to move this way and that. ] Now let me check your injuries and see what I can patch up or not. Come on.
( laura does her best to endure lorem’s tender and thorough mercies. the medication is kicking in and having the cuts tended to is a relief. she doesn’t feel like total shit anymore. )
( still so sore. something made clear whenever lorem presses down on a forming bruise. ) Fuck. That’s going to leave a mark.
[ lorem sends laura a look, finding that joke very, very unfunny given what they’ve been through.
she does try to let it slide. ] You will, you will… I’ll have Eps look you over, though. Just to be sure.
And, next time, please do us a favour and don’t be so selflessly selfish, Laura. Have the medical team look after you soon as possible. It’s their job.
[ she’s quick to shoot back with a question of her own: ]
What’s the point of being a leader if you might leave us without a leader?
[ she tries to put heat into her words but the brief squeeze of laura's hand, desperate and strong, will probably reveal her real feelings on the thought. ]
[ and lore allows herself to soften at that admission, happy that she made that bit clear with laura. hopefully, this will stick this time around. ] Just… be more careful next time.
And stay here and rest, okay? I’ll go get someone, preferably Eps, but it might take a while. It’s a miracle we all got out of that in one piece.
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[ liking to think she’s classy enough to not stoop so slow, lorem doesn’t say anything while handing laura the pain medication.
she is, however, allowing her expression — pursed lips, furrowed brow, and very disapproving expression — speak volumes in her stead. be glad she got the ones that are easy to dry swallow. ]
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( it’s hard to tell with how dry she sounds. and how annoyed she looks when making her gratitude clear, ) Thanks.
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( laura does her best to endure lorem’s tender and thorough mercies. the medication is kicking in and having the cuts tended to is a relief. she doesn’t feel like total shit anymore. )
( still so sore. something made clear whenever lorem presses down on a forming bruise. ) Fuck. That’s going to leave a mark.
Think I’m going to make it, doc?
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she does try to let it slide. ] You will, you will… I’ll have Eps look you over, though. Just to be sure.
And, next time, please do us a favour and don’t be so selflessly selfish, Laura. Have the medical team look after you soon as possible. It’s their job.
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What’s the point of being a leader if you might leave us without a leader?
[ she tries to put heat into her words but the brief squeeze of laura's hand, desperate and strong, will probably reveal her real feelings on the thought. ]
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I hate it when you’re right.
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And stay here and rest, okay? I’ll go get someone, preferably Eps, but it might take a while. It’s a miracle we all got out of that in one piece.
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Won’t be going anywhere anytime soon. Take your time, babe.
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[ and, with that, lorem hurries into the busy crowd of agents and personnel and passerby, determined to ensure someone cares for laura’s wounds. ]