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“Other red- right Jean” maybe she was a little drunker than she’d first thought, definitely enough that she shouldn’t teleport, not that it had stopped her though. “I ran into a knife, or a dagger, I don’t know” Illyana shrugged, wincing slightly as the movement of her shoulder caused the dagger to shift, pain spreading from the wound through her. “More accurately, I teleported into it” she said, her words were a little slurred but not enough to be hard to understand.
Terry looked at the wound again, a frown on her face as Illyana told her what happened --- what she could remember of it at least. “Are you... are you drunk?” Terry wasn’t sure, but she had a feeling that Illyana was fresh back from Limbo and experiencing life again... she wasn’t going to be making the best choices. “You teleported --- Illyana.” Terry pinched the bridge of her nose before putting an arm around Illyana’s shoulders, “Let’s get you into a chair. I need to get a better look --- and we need to clean it.”










