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Date Posted: 00:03:56 08/18/01 Sat
Author: R'kese and Hakath
Subject: *watches her*
In reply to: Evelene and Myrr 's message, "~*~" on 23:34:33 08/17/01 Fri

*Worry lines crease his brow as Eve finally relents and lays back down. The gold flit's grip on his shoulder had tightened and he looked down to see a bit of blood coming out around the flit's talons. After making sure that Evelene was not giong to return to her upright position, he tears a piece of fabric from his own clothes and dabs some of the blood off of her wrist and then lays the cloth over her hand to keep some of the dust from getting into the bad wound. "Stay there. I will go find you a blanket." he says and carefully prys her finger from his arm returning a moment later with a two blankets. After carefully lifting her head and places one balled up blanket it beneath it he covers her with the other. Placing the back of his head on her forehead, R'kese again checks her tempature. It seemed to have gone up a bit since the last time he checked. Pushing a few locks of hair from her sweat beaded face, he studied her. There was no colour in her face, even through her well toned tan. With the flit still clinging his shoulder, he sits down beside her, not daring to leave her alone*

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