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Agatha Clay Heterodyne ([personal profile] agathaheterodyne) wrote in [community profile] ten_fwd_ooc 2015-01-06 11:10 am (UTC)

She scowled. Not her problem. All she had to do was walk away. Just walk away. Come on feet, move. There we go, just walk...no...wait... why was she walking towards him.... Spanner blast it!

"You're..." hurt? No, he was soaking wet, staggering around... so... drunk? Except that didn't account for the wet. This place was weird. THAT accounted for the wet. Except... oh cogs and ashes, she couldn't just... leave him here like this.

"You need medical help," she told him flatly. That much was clearly obvious. "Are you going to let me help, or do I have to kill you first, and then bring you back to life when I've fixed the damage?" she asked, hands on her hips, one of those hands still holding the spanner.

And it wasn't a bluff. Not really. Okay, maybe a little bit. Maybe. She'd done it before. Of course then she had a lab at hand, three other sparks and a castle full of minions. But all that tech was half broken, two of those three other sparks were dying and fighting, and the minions were... well.... she was sure she could figure out SOMETHING if she had to....

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