[IC with Bert] sometimes you just gotta eat.... again

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[It hasn't been too long since her last snack, but certain circumstances (dying, being brought back, having a mangled leg -- you know, the usual) are accelerating the starvation process a little longer than Jennifer would like. It's why she's out so late, just off the center of camp, lurking by one of the more decrepit abandoned barns. She hopes someone comes by.

And she definitely hopes that the screams won't carry]

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[tis-allgood.livejournal.com]

Bit late for a walk, is it not?

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...Yeah, I'd usually agree.

[tis-allgood.livejournal.com]

Something the matter?

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It's a long story. But I'm not really okay right now.

[tis-allgood.livejournal.com]

What's wrong? Can I help?

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[she rolls the right leg of her jeans up. underneath, her leg is bandaged with what looks like someone's shirt, but it's been bled through]

I'm having a bit of trouble with this.

[tis-allgood.livejournal.com]

Gan! Of course you are!

[moving to help you]

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Look, I don't need a hospital or anything, okay? I just need to sit down somewhere. I was just looking to see if I could hang out in here.

[pats the side of the barn]

[tis-allgood.livejournal.com]

Would you not rather be someplace inside? We have a stable here...

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Thanks for the offer, but I just need to be away from a few specific people right now. I don't wanna go... into camp camp, you know?

[tis-allgood.livejournal.com]

Aye, I ken it.

At least let me help with the wound.

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You wanna go into the barn? There's probably a bench or something, and then you can look at it.

[tis-allgood.livejournal.com]

Careful, now.

[giving you a hand inside]

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[leaning against him, exaggerating her limp]

You don't have to be so nice to me.

[tis-allgood.livejournal.com]

Nay, but I am. Any reason I should not be?

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[settles herself down on an old crate once they're inside]

I guess not. We just don't really know each other.

[tis-allgood.livejournal.com]

That much may be fixed.

[being careful taking the shirt off your leg]

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Hey, one sec.

[starting to slide her jeans off]

Does this help?

[tis-allgood.livejournal.com]

You might have to tell me, but I certainly won't complain.

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...For my leg, I mean. So you can see it better.

[tis-allgood.livejournal.com]

It does help, thankee.

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So, what's the prognosis, doc?

[the leg is... not in good shape, but it isn't terrible, either. there's blood, yes, but the wounds seem oddly shallow]

[tis-allgood.livejournal.com]

I think you'll survive. But you may wish to see a true healer. I know a couple of them, if you'd like.

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Hey, as long as I don't die, I really don't care. Besides, I heard somewhere that scars are sexy.

[tis-allgood.livejournal.com]

Oh?

[unbuttoning his shirt to show you a nasty scar of a bite on his shoulder]