Unlike the Vulpo, Liskarm hadn’t been dressed at all. Just a thin undershirt, a bra, and a pair of shorts - all in her usual colors. She leaned against the door frame and scratched the back of her leg with the other, looking up at Franka curiously.

They weren’t supposed to be deployed anytime in these next two - three days, right? So, why was she still in her uniform? Had she forgotten anything?

                              ( Maybe something like that mistletoe the woman was hiding? )

Fyrverkeribomber bakom hälften av alla sprängningar. Under senare år har pyroteknik i olika former, exempelvis fyrverkeribomber, använts i kriminell kontext i samband med sprängningar. Polismyndigheten bedömer att ungefär hälften av alla explosioner i Sverige utgörs av någon form av improviserad användning av pyrotekniska produkter. – Att använda eller modifiera pyroteknik på de sätt som idag…

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sure enough, there was a gash along the arm that held her shield. it wasn’t that bad in her opinion. this was their job, their career. getting hurt didn’t just happen. it’s expected, and they’re expected to keep going no matter what. complete their goal. ensure the doctor’s safety. look for escape routes.

“it’s fine, franka.” the vouivre would say with a sigh. “it’s just a scratch.”

then she turned towards the vulpo, quickly assessing her for any wounds as well. even if it were entirely practiced, her style was incredibly risky - and with her current condition (her oripathy) liskarm was a little more concerned than usual.