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 Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 10:41 am
Chel would have taken the time the admire Shun's physique but with an open wound it wasn't really attractive anymore. In fact she was a little repulsed and was fighting the urge to gag.
The look was avoided and Chel wrapped the bandages once around his torso, weaving it back into his hand and letting him guide where it went. Then the process was repeated.
"Not hurtin' or nothin' right?"
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 10:51 am
"Nothing that cannot be tolerated," Shun mumbled as he focussed on redressing the wound. Once that was done, he went on to work on putting bandage pads over the claw marks on his chest.
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 10:53 am
"Y'know you could pick up a lot of chicks with the whole injured soldier thing. It could work." She paused and then added, "Or dudes. Whatever floats your junk."
She moved to bandage his chest while he held the pads.
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 11:09 am
"If I was trying, you would think the scar on my face is already enough for that. Unless that repulses people instead," he shrugged. Shun didn't really care either way. And didn't feel like it really deterred or helped in the past wherever did find a partner for a night.
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 11:39 am
"The scar on yer face is like ooh I'm a badass, but the wounds are like ooh I'm a poor injured hero come help me take off these heavy clothes."
She gave him a wink in the process "You just got a lot of angles t'work with is all."
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 11:51 am
Shun just stared at Chel for a moment or so.
"You think about that sort of thing a lot, do you not? Also, I am not a hero."
Not about his 'angles' spefically, but in general. Because he certainly didn't really think about it all that often. Or really at all. Things just kind of happened.
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 1:17 pm
"S'just my sense of humor," she retorted, "You would know f'you had one."
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 1:43 pm
"Who needs humor?"
With a shake of his head, he cut off the edge of the bandage as that was all done now. Shun shifted in place gingerly to make sure that stuff hadn't been wrapped too loose or too tight. It seemed acceptable for now. And so he took the chance to wash his hands while he was at the sink, then grabbed the slightly bloodied towel. He was going to need to clean the blood off of that later.
"Thanks," he grunted as he passed Chel to go fetch his shirt.
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 3:28 pm
"Ohh nobody at all." She rolled her eyes. How was this guy real?
"Any time man," she repeated, but this time she snapped her fingers and made a double pistols winky face, promptly summoning a tiny pellet of energy that then pegged Shun in the side of the face.
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 3:36 pm
Shun was not expecting that. While the impact was hardly painful or anything like that, just the sheer surprise caused his head to recoil back. He lightly touched his face, then glared at Chel.
"What the ******** was that?"
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 3:50 pm
If Shun's face was drained with surprise, Chel's was a desert.
She looked down at her hands and then back up to Shun. "I- I don't know!"
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 4:13 pm
Furrowing his brow, he looked around the floor, but he couldn't see anything lying around.
"Something hit my face."
Shun just didn't know what or how.
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 8:12 pm
"Yeah I know," she responded, looking around like he was. "I saw it too."
She clenched her hands into fists. "Why does this keep happening?!"
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 10:14 pm
he grumbled. Shun really wanted to know what was going on with this town that allowed this to happen. He wasn't even certain as to what had hit him, but it most likely wasn't anything that should be possible. There wasn't anything on the ground nearby that Chel could have just flicked at his face.
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2016 10:15 pm
Chel looked at her hands and said, "What did y'do with the celery? Maybe I can figure out how I did it so I can not do it again."
It sounded like a solid enough plan to her.
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