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Owwwwwwww...

There was a flash of magenta light and the shadow of a woman flying through the air at a rather high speed. What world had it been? 739? Mutants Everywhere Planet, let's stop a serial killer because the Talus said so planet.

A super powered serial killer who had been rather hard to hit, much less hurt, especially with the team down several members. She'd been able to create an opening, at cost, for the others to take, but now, well, she was bleeding. And dizzy. And oh, that was a knife in her shoulder, huh, what if teh cops had needed that for evidence..

...right back on track. The talus had flashed, they'd been getting ready to leave and the partner, the killers partner that the Talus had told them NOTHING about had come careening in with a scream. Her lower arm ached, dully. and trailed more blood from where she'd lost the Talus. It had been ripped away and she'd been shoved through a half-formed portal. Not a fun ride.

By the time she tumbled to a halt she couldn't tell left from right, much less what world she was on. There could have been snipers in the trees and giant mutant snakes rearing to strike at her and she'd have just said 'Wha?'. She was...hitched up against a tree. Nice tree, yeah, she was going to...pass out now.

Yep.

Date: 2012-02-05 06:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] no_andy_taylor.insanejournal.com
Bill just didn't have much practice taking compliments like that, and was perfectly willing to chalk it up to the drugs.

"Well I'm glad you got experience with loudmouths, 'cause there's more than a couple you may be dealin' with."

Scratching his chin, Bill can't quite stifle a yawn, and catches it with his hand.

"That'll all be fore later, though. After the doc says you're okay t'go, and we get you settled. For now, I think you've got some recoverin' t'do."

Date: 2012-02-05 06:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] no_andy_taylor.insanejournal.com
"Nah, I'm the sheriff, we don't get to sleep," he joked with a tired smile.

"If you're goin' to turn in, though, I'll leave you to it. If you need anything, just use the call button there an' someone'll come in."

Standing up, he tucked his chair back against the wall.

"You have a goodnight."

He wasn't going to just leave, of course. He'll take up his post outside the door and let her rest.

He believed her, and didn't think she was going to be any trouble, but his feeling wasn't going to be enough to excuse him from his duty. Once it was proven that she wasn't a threat, then he could let up.

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