Dinosaurs are evil. Totally evil.

Feb 20, 2006 12:43

After the last of the raptors had been downed, Bette had gone around tending to people with injuries from the attacks. Once the paramedics arrived on scene, she took off and made her way to the Tower.

It is cool and all to have it on and island but it is also completely lame to have it on an island. Boats are annoying. And they take too long.

Her leg needs stitches, something she determines after a long shower. Her scalp does not. Her arm does not but her leg does. And of course it is on the opposite leg from the sprained ankle. Looking at the gash in her leg, she wonders, for a few moments, how other people without powers cope with this stuff. While she could stitch up her own leg, that would be hideous.

Of course they're probably good enough not to get bitten by robot dinosaurs to begin with. She should ask Robin one of these days. Once she gets someone to stitch up the leg, she makes her way back to her room.

Yes, she should be in the infirmary for awhile but it really isn't that far from there to here. And well... she wants to curl up somewhere.

And she wants to try to figure out what she can do with her hair. Other than shave it all off and start over. She should probably go to stylist for that but right now she doesn't think she can handle that.
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