Apr 30, 2019
❛ i can’t sleep. ❜
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❛ i can’t sleep. ❜
( @greasefeather ! )
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❛ CONT. ! ❜ / * @greasefeather
She was hoping the wound was going to be shallow, something they could just slap a bandage on and call it a day, but it seemed Haven’s luck had run short. With her shirt still rolled up, she glanced back over her shoulder to see if she could spot the injury on her lower back. “Do you know how to do stitches? I’m not gonna be able to reach it.”
The gash on her back was nasty ------ deep, wide, and made with a jagged piece of metal. Staunching the blood flow and closing up the wound was their first priority; the second would be to properly clean the wound to prevent infection or worse. She got down on her knees, leaning in slightly for a closer look.
❝ I do, but it won’t be the most pleasant experience. Where do you keep disinfectant and your first aid equipment? ❞
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“Careful, Willy Wonka… Last time a guy called me anything close to sugar-pop, he lost a couple’a teeth.”
“Lets not talk about knocking out any teeth, I’ve already got a big gap between ‘em. Besides, I don’t look like Willy Wonka at all. I’m not a creepy old white dude.”
"Please don't leave me alone."
“You are injured and clearly frightened, of course I won’t leave you alone, I wouldn’t dream of it. Please, will you tell me your name?”
Barachiel knelt beside her, busying himself with the injuries he could see. He would worry about how she had found the cabin, later.
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The Dragon stepped towards Haven, his presence pressing against her as if he was trying to consume her. “And my consort isn’t happy to see me?” He let his talons grace over her cheekbones. “Why not, dear Haven?”
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@greasefeather liked this for a starter from Breslin
“...I just got some interesting information. Some information that tells me that you’re lying to me. And you know I don’t like liars.”
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Sin moved across the tarmac toward the jet that had just landed. The ground crew could handle her helicopter for the time being. Her gear was being shed in fairly dramatic fashion as she made her way toward the pilot. “You know, if you were going to fly that thing directly up my ass, you could have bought me dinner first!”
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Their task had been straightforward: Take out the enemy agents. Free the hostages. Proceed to the designated safe house. Wait for extraction.
Bucky had never worked with Haven before, but the other woman turned out to be competent and reliable. In fact, the mission had gone perfectly; Bucky had picked off the AIM goons, and then Haven had evacuated the hostages by air. Now, one day later, the pair of them were in the safe house where they had been ordered to wait for the SHIELD jet that would transport them across the Pacific and back to the United States.
A typhoon had not been part of the plan.
Bucky paced back and forth across the carpet, listening to the howling wind and the rain hammering against the windows, before dropping to the floor beside her rifle case. Though it was past noon, no light crept around the edges of the blackout curtains, and the power had already begun to flicker.
An extraction probably wasn’t coming.