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| − | <span style="color:#800000">'''This fell together very quickly thanks to a lot of things, not the least of which was having a willing partner in crime. LOL! Thanks, Andy!--Maer</span | + | <span style="color:#800000">'''This fell together very quickly thanks to a lot of things, not the least of which was having a willing partner in crime. LOL! Thanks, Andy!--Maer</span> <br> <br> |
| − | + | I hit the galley dripping from my nose and knuckles, my clothes a red mess. I flexed my fingers, touched my nose. Nothing broken. Swelling though … From experience I knew that I would heal up fast but I had to get the swelling down. I dumped a load of ice into a large mixing bowl and set it in the sink to fill with water from the tap. Blood swirled scarlet down the drain while I waited, falling from my chin and hands. I didn't bother wiping it up. When the bowl was full, I cut off the tap and thrust my hands under the ice and braced myself for the pain.<br><br> | |
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| − | I hit the galley dripping from my nose and knuckles, my clothes a red mess. I flexed my fingers, touched my nose. | ||
Which was considerable. Dear God, I saw stars. I locked my knees and leaned against the sink and kept my hands right where they were until they were numb. Penance for the fight, perhaps, but needful. I did the same with my nose next, using a dishcloth as a make-shift ice bag. <br><br> | Which was considerable. Dear God, I saw stars. I locked my knees and leaned against the sink and kept my hands right where they were until they were numb. Penance for the fight, perhaps, but needful. I did the same with my nose next, using a dishcloth as a make-shift ice bag. <br><br> | ||
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"She is. I don't think she feels she is, but she is. She's ''ours'', Joshua, whether she wants to be right now or not."<br><br> | "She is. I don't think she feels she is, but she is. She's ''ours'', Joshua, whether she wants to be right now or not."<br><br> | ||
| − | It made me think of what she'd done after the war, of how she'd run from Shyla and | + | It made me think of what she'd done after the war, of how she'd run from Shyla and Harbinger out of misplaced guilt over the deaths of her father and brother-in-law, thinking she didn't deserve to have that family connection with her crew. ''Is that what's happening? Is she repeating the same mistake?''<br><br> |
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'''Go to''' [[Joshua Drake | '''Joshua's Crew Page''']] or '''[[Marina Kseniya Sebastien | Rina's Crew Page]]''' <br> | '''Go to''' [[Joshua Drake | '''Joshua's Crew Page''']] or '''[[Marina Kseniya Sebastien | Rina's Crew Page]]''' <br> | ||
| − | '''Go back to: ''[[Mutineers Timeline, Season Six | Season Six, Aug 2522 to | + | '''Go back to: ''[[Mutineers Timeline, Season Six | Season Six, Aug 2522 to -- ]]'''''<br> |
'''Go to [[EPISODES]]''' or '''[[MTimeline#2511-2518|TIMELINE]]'''<br> | '''Go to [[EPISODES]]''' or '''[[MTimeline#2511-2518|TIMELINE]]'''<br> | ||
