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Post by Fear on Jan 22, 2007 21:19:56 GMT -5
Zeyan noticed her cradling the same arm again. "Are you sure you're ok?"
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Post by Uni on Jan 22, 2007 21:23:24 GMT -5
She hadn't heard him. Muttering still, she gingerly unbent her arm, winced, and then craddled it again. She's strained it... wonderful...
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Post by Fear on Jan 22, 2007 21:26:21 GMT -5
Zeyan said it again. "Idena, are you sure you're ok?"
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Post by Uni on Jan 22, 2007 21:27:18 GMT -5
Being deaf had it's drawbacks. Idena transfered the cloth to her other hand, and continued to work.
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Post by Fear on Jan 22, 2007 21:34:12 GMT -5
Zeyan hit himself in the head and tried again. "Idena, are you ok?"
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Post by Uni on Jan 22, 2007 21:36:13 GMT -5
Yes. Still not talking. She'd just have to use her other hand for a while. No big deal.
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Post by Fear on Jan 22, 2007 21:38:14 GMT -5
"Are you sure? It looks like it hurts..."
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Post by Uni on Jan 22, 2007 21:40:39 GMT -5
Fiiinnnneeee.... Why should you care? She didn't actually want him to answer that.
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Post by Fear on Jan 22, 2007 21:42:27 GMT -5
Zeyan remained silent, he wasn't even sure himself.
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Post by Uni on Jan 22, 2007 21:44:13 GMT -5
Idena just harumphed, and continued as though nothing had happened.
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Post by Fear on Jan 22, 2007 21:48:31 GMT -5
Zeyan watched her for a moment, wondering if there was anything he could do.
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Post by Uni on Jan 22, 2007 21:50:07 GMT -5
Idena finished the quarter of the table she'd been working on. It shone. Get back to work. She snarrled at Zeyan. Having a hurt arm had not improved her mood.
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Post by Fear on Jan 22, 2007 21:55:48 GMT -5
Zeyan started in surprise and quickly resumed scrubbing.
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Post by Uni on Jan 22, 2007 21:56:39 GMT -5
Idena turned around, and leaned on the counter for a moment. She'd rest for a bit, then start again.
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Post by Fear on Jan 23, 2007 6:52:18 GMT -5
Zeyan continued to clean but glanced worriedly at Idena every so often.
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