demiurgos_girl | Backdated to near the end of the event [Voice]

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Backdated to near the end of the event [Voice]

Fine. I feel sick, and not just in the physical way.

I'll fight, but only with someone who wants to. Someone I know. It's only... just until you call it quits. I don't think it counts if we hold back, but- no hard feelings. For anyone. Promise me that.

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[The initial panic is subsiding now that things have quieted down, though there's still a lot of adrenaline in her system.] Yeah. Tired. [She watches blankly as he gets rid of the ice, flexing her fingers once they're free.]

Sorry. The ice...it isn't as bad as it seems. I froze Sinclair solid all over once. It just melts off in a couple minutes.

[She nods vaguely. Then looks up at him suddenly.] The candy...?

I have it. I'd better call Mark, he's probably getting sick by now.

Okay. Jack. [She holds on to his sleeve. She still hasn't gotten up from sitting.] I'm not used to fighting, I need to sleep.

Sure. [_{NO PROBLEM. He simply scoops her up into his arms.}] Let's get you to bed.

[She lets out a soft, surprised laugh. Which was ridiculous because she was so tired and really didn't feel like laughing. This certainly felt easier than walking, though.] Thanks.

I wasn't just going to leave you there. Are you sure you're going to be okay?

I really just need sleep. [She smiles sort of half-heartedly.] Just get that candy to your friend. No sliding it under doors.

I'll hand it to him.

[_{He delivers her to her room, and sets her directly on the bed.}]

Get some rest. I'll check on you later.

Okay... [She settles in for sleep.] There's no need, but I'll see you around, I guess.

[_{He smiles, and limps off.}]

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