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*I sigh and face palm*

*Maria looks at book*

Gaking feth.
V. Umm id be careful. that book is stolen version of the inquisition guide to gurilla warfare...
Keep it quiet...

*Marla looks at the wings. Urgh. There not making sense!
*examines very gentley and gives pain relief *

Teething... Oh ...
*has nurse ready blood just incase*
Ok. I'm jut gonna do a quick scan.. *scans the wing stubs*

*Scans show wings are growing faster than Amelia's body can take*

*Bites tongue to try to not scream*

*Succeeds only in making tongue bleed like a bitch*

I also have a copy of the Necronomicon in Arabic, and many, many other things.

[Looks worried] [Hands Amelia a leather strap to bite instead] [Hand makes a cracking noise from being gripped] .. It's fine, that finger was already broken.

Do you need blood, babe?

*marla*
Dang... Ok. Amy... If you can understand I'm gonna help.

*adminsters a growth supressent to the blood vessel supplying the wings which are linked to her human systems*

Ok... Give that time.
It Il slow the wings.

*turns pain relief up a notch*

Ok. Yarrick. Hands him some pills. Amelia needs one a day until her wings fully grow out past the first phase at least.
Wings growing too fast for her.

*hooks a blood iv up*
Il activate it of needed.

*maria* much as I love books too. I hope that libiary is secure. Those books are dangerous in wrong or unexperienced hands.

*Bites down on the strap, hard.*

*Squeezes Yarrick's hand again*

*Blood trickles from the stumps before stopping*

*Stops squeezing and passes out*

OOC Zzz...

[Eye waters slightly] [Breathes deeply] [Strokes Amelia's hair and smiles]
You'll be okay, babe.

Ooc: Firgot to reply. Yes I'd be up for playing MH online. I'm terribad though.

*marla turns to yarrick*

one a day until she grows her wings out properly.
they are just growing too fast. we can slow then down and she will be fine.

*relaxed sigh*
at this rate il be her personal doctor *laughs*

*I glance around*
Is anyone else in need of medical attention?

*marla* don't think so. i know Amelias unique requirements better. . no offense ment,

*Maria walks back to living room watching tv on the sofa*

Can Someone help me cut this flak armor to size?
http://www.toyhalloffame.org/sites/www.toyhalloffame.org/files/toys/square/cardboard-box-square.jpg

*Leo passes out in the bar*

*Larry is working away on his computer*

*I laugh*
It's nothing I haven't seen before. I've fought the Queen of Blades at Jim's side

*Jake sleep is wracked with nightmares, he tosses and turns inside the tank. Oy looks at him helplessly*

*Roland sleeps soundlessly*

OOC: Yeah Vanden I passed out

[Pulls hand free] I could do with something for my re-broken fingers.

*I walk over to BC and begin examining his hand*
You somehow managed to break nearly every bone in your hand. The only ones unbroken are in your pinky.
*gives BC an injection of a bone-mending drug*
You'll be right as rain in a few minutes

Is it meant to burn like this? [Eye waters slightly]

That would be your bones knitting themselves back together. It will pass. Or I can give you some pain killers. Your choice

*marla* if she used the drug I think it does...

Its effective. I prefer the slower acting version myself. Less heat generated.

Finaly, another qualified medic.
DR Marla, my sister also a DR Maria is sat by the sofa.

[Watches as fingers twitch involuntarily] Whisky would do.
Thanks though. Kinda need this hand.

*I reach into a belt pouch and pull out a flask and hand it to BC*
Jim's special recipe.
*I turn to Maria*
Andrea Vale of Raynor's Raiders

*marla*
Professor Marla, DR, and or Princesa depending on the situation.
I'm from Mars. Genuine Martian *laughs* no little green men up there.

Agh, so your with jims lot then. Met him at the bar, seemed a good guy.

*I gesture at my armor and laugh*
Thought it was obvious. And yeah, Jim's a good man. Although he was never the same after he lost Kerrigan

[Nods and swigs] [Looks impressed] [Hands back flask]

*marla* never said about them. some things just are best left alone.

given the off characters that come though here its often a valid question!

*I take the flask back and stow it away*
You should be fully healed in another minute or so. Now normally I'd tell you to do no rigorous activity with that hand to ensure that it heals properly, but I doubt you'd listen. I know the Marines never do

*marla*

They never do... Least Amelia is asleep so you cannot go make the baneblade suspension break....

*I sigh and raise the visor on my helmet*
Men....

[Looks vaguely offended] I have a lot more to worrying about than getting my leg over, right now.
Amelia and Scatach are recovering from their injuries gained when rescuing me, I had part of my neck blown out, Benny is clearly insane, and Samuel has reality itself trying to erase him.

If, by some slim chance I find time to feth my fiancé and work off a bit of tension between dealing with those things, it'll be a day for the calendar.