[ let's hope your datapad volume wasn't up too high, because this broadcast begins with a startled shout of pain.]
Ow! Bloody... ow!! Go easy, would you? Christ![ the feed is lopsided and oddly-angled, but even if his face isn't visible, the annoyed, petulant voice definitely belongs to Arthur Pendragon. and right now he is quite literally being a
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Is he in need of medical assistance?
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We just got a little roughed up during a jousting match, it's no big deal. [Except for some cracked ribs, a gash on her forehead, and a potentially injured arm.]
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Sometimes you get yourself hurt, and then you bleed.
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[ look he's learned a lot about first aid through the years. ]
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[There's a pause.]
I'll find some bandages somewhere and get it taken care of, okay?
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[ pause. ]
Why were you jousting?
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[Oh, cursing at an angel might be bad.]
It's a game he knows, and I wanted to beat him at something.
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Congratulations on your victory.
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Thanks, Cas. It's always a good day when you can put a loudmouth idiot in his place.
[She laughs then, which is quickly followed by a sharp wince.]
Uh -
How good are you at the whole first aid thing, anyway? Not that I need any help... [But her ribs. They hurt ;__;]
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I can mend your injuries.
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What do you mean, mend them? Just snap your fingers and they go away?
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We are able to heal.
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Must be nice. If you're able to heal, does that mean you can bring people back to life too?
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Interfering with the Horsemen's work is unwise, Jo.
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I kinda figured, I was just guessing that you're the reason Sam and Dean manage to survive the apocalypse. Those two idiots manage to get themselves almost killed more than anyone else I know.
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