Frank glanced to Molly, "No doctor, Olga is though. I was just quoting. I know which end it the business end of the scalpel, and I know how to hit a knee just right to make it pop, but that's about the extent of my medical knowledge." He's military and special forces at that. He has basic first aid and enough basic anatomy to know how to hurt a man.
As for why Frank was here, maybe the island needed a little insanity. Frank had that in spades. Frank picked up his rope and looked it over, "I've made better, but then it's been a while. I can make more. It gives me something to do while sitting down. I don't have to move much and moving hurts like hell."
Frank motioned to the shell of a shelter, "I appreciate the mats. It saves me a bit of work. I might even be able to help with making those too if more are needed."
Frank's attention turned to Miho and his brow arched up. He played her words over in his head and then just decided to file them away. He could puzzle them later when he had more time. "Yeah it is. It'll be nice to not have a camera focused on my bed watching me sleep. Ramsey would have put one in the bathroom if he could have gotten Talmidge's permission. He thinks I'm a flight risk and not right in the head so I should be watched." Frank shrugged his shoulders, wincing slightly at the movement, "Of course considering how many times I escaped he was probably right."
Frank looked down at his rib cage and back at Miho, "One of the Docs checked me out. They are cracked, not broken. They'll heal on their own I'll just be hurting for a bit. I didn't ask if we even had aspirin as I don't want to take that for my ribs. I'll live and anything we have is in short supply and might be needed later. Trust me darlin, I've had worse."
Miho cast a smile of greeting to Molly. She actually liked the Sidhe, could even pronounce the race's name without prompting. But then, like the Sidhe, she was also a creature of myth, so it stood to reason that she'd know other races.
"Hey, Frank? If you're serious about the patrol, maybe we should go out there at some point..." she gestured to the trees, then rose to her feet. "I don't often go on patrol in pairs, but if you wanted to, for your first night, you'd be welcome. And as for the burns? Why not see if one of the docs has suntan lotion... or wait for Scott to return, he can probably help with that and the ribs." She shrugged a little. "It's not gonna be fun to suffer injuries on a desert island."
The smile is a little guarded, but Miho still needs to get to know everyone in camp. "I should leave you to it, unless you need a hand getting that rope anchored?"
Her eyes took in Franks skin tone for the first time.
"I can help there. Hold on. I'll be right back."
Molly scampered off and returned less than two minuted later with a steaming mug and an uprooted alloe plant twice the size of a man's fist.
"Are you allergic to aspirin?" Molly asked as she offered him the mug of tea, sweetened with sugarcane juice. "Cause willow bark tea is what it's based on."
She knelt beside Jake and slit a heavy stalk of the aloe upen with a nail. "You want to do this yourself? I can get your back, but I am a virtual stranger."
Frank nodded to Miho, "I wouldn't mind patrolling with someone. It'd give me the lay of the land anyway. I haven't really seen much since arriving. I got the tour, so I know the basics." He paused a moment, "As for the injuries, as I've said... I've had worse and in worse places before. Life goes on darlin."
Frank looked down at himself and then back at Molly like she sprouted a second head, this time with round ears. You expect Frank to complain about a beautiful woman rubbing lotion on his back? "Actually moving is harder to do then you'd imagine right now. Just be careful, I'm a little ticklish."
Frank reached for the hem of his shirt and steeled himself for the motion before he pulled it over his head. He swayed a moment and was really just glad he was sitting down. Frank's eyes closed and he took a moment to collect himself before setting the shirt aside. "Well... that hurt."
The man looks like someone used him for a punching bag. Some of the bruises do clearly outline what could be seat belt marks, but it seems that Frank was unaware he was up in a tree when he unbuckled and hence when the sphere fell he got bounced all over the place. "Don't worry the Doc already poked all the really painful spots. If you find any new ones I'll let you know."
He paused a moment and then looked back at Molly again, "Oh by the way, nice ears." He does take the offered tea now and takes a swig, "Thank you. I do appreciate it." Another swig is taken before Frank once again steels himself for the possibility of a painful spot getting poked.
"Thanks. I had them professionally done. You can't imagine how much it costs. According to my mother at least fourteen hours straight of intense agony with little let up."
Molly began applying the allow with cool and light fingers. First, she coated Frank's face, however. Facial skin was very delicate, and prone to more sun damage. Already burned, he didn't need that added aggravation. At least this ought to help a little. Her fingers danced over his forehead, cheeks and nose.
"If those bruises start swelling, there's a small river... or a big stream we use for water, washing and swimming. It isn't icy, but it is cool. Someone can show you a shallow waterfall area to sit under. Best we can do in lieu of an ice pack." Molly frowned and looked at Frank. "In fact, you should do that now, then get all aloed up. It'll cool your skin as well."
Frank chuckled at Molly, though the mere action made him inwardly wince, "Yeah, I've heard mothers tend to really lay it on thick about the whole child birth thing." Now since Frank never knew his mother he has no real frame of reference except his ex-wife.
Frank stilled as Molly began applying the lotion to his face. He didn't want her getting it accidently in his eyes and he had to admit that it felt good on the raw skin.
Frank looked down at his bruised chest and then back at Molly, "Actually it sounds good, as long as it's fresh water." Salt water would burn like the dickens right now. Frank let out a sigh and grabbed his shirt. He closed his eyes a moment and steeled himself before rising to his feet. He swayed just a moment but got himself under control enough to motion forward, "Lead on my lady. I shall do as I am bid. How can I possibly argue the wisdom of a lady as lovely as yourself?" Yeah, Frank is teasing and it is clear in his tone.
"Blessed Daana, you lay it on thicker than Jack." Molly laughed as she led Jake to the bathing area.
There was a small, wedding cake water fall at the far end, just four feet high, it was perfect to just sit under, because the water was simalarly only four feet deep in front of it. It was the real bathing area. About twelve foot downstream was the swimming area, as that got to be considerably deeper.
"Careful, it can be a bit slippery. But the water's pretty cool. It ought to help. No salt, but it's got all the delicious additives any river or stream has. And in an hour, it'll have additional run off action."
Molly looked to Miho, who had come along. As Jake moved towards the small waterfall Molly grinned at the other woman. "Scoping him out for security or personal reasons. Or is it just pity? Cause that guy, definately looks like he had a bad morning."
Frank arched his brow up, "I haven't met Jack yet. Sounds like I should."
Frank followed Molly to the waterfall and nodded to her, "Thank you kindly darlin." He then breathed deeply and then proceeded to strip down to his boxers. It took supreme willpower, but he managed to pull it off and only looked like he was going to pass out once. He doesn't give the ladies too much time to admire his rubber ducky boxer shorts before he moves into the water, finding a good place to simply relax.
The rest of Frank is just as banged up as his chest. The man looks like he put into a dryer ball and set on the spin cycle.
Miho laughed softly, but there's a sadness in her eyes.
"Someone told me that I wasn't being approachable, or even making an effort to get to know people." she shrugged a little "I thought I'd make an effort."
As for why Frank was here, maybe the island needed a little insanity. Frank had that in spades. Frank picked up his rope and looked it over, "I've made better, but then it's been a while. I can make more. It gives me something to do while sitting down. I don't have to move much and moving hurts like hell."
Frank motioned to the shell of a shelter, "I appreciate the mats. It saves me a bit of work. I might even be able to help with making those too if more are needed."
Frank's attention turned to Miho and his brow arched up. He played her words over in his head and then just decided to file them away. He could puzzle them later when he had more time. "Yeah it is. It'll be nice to not have a camera focused on my bed watching me sleep. Ramsey would have put one in the bathroom if he could have gotten Talmidge's permission. He thinks I'm a flight risk and not right in the head so I should be watched." Frank shrugged his shoulders, wincing slightly at the movement, "Of course considering how many times I escaped he was probably right."
Frank looked down at his rib cage and back at Miho, "One of the Docs checked me out. They are cracked, not broken. They'll heal on their own I'll just be hurting for a bit. I didn't ask if we even had aspirin as I don't want to take that for my ribs. I'll live and anything we have is in short supply and might be needed later. Trust me darlin, I've had worse."
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"Hey, Frank? If you're serious about the patrol, maybe we should go out there at some point..." she gestured to the trees, then rose to her feet. "I don't often go on patrol in pairs, but if you wanted to, for your first night, you'd be welcome. And as for the burns? Why not see if one of the docs has suntan lotion... or wait for Scott to return, he can probably help with that and the ribs." She shrugged a little. "It's not gonna be fun to suffer injuries on a desert island."
The smile is a little guarded, but Miho still needs to get to know everyone in camp. "I should leave you to it, unless you need a hand getting that rope anchored?"
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Her eyes took in Franks skin tone for the first time.
"I can help there. Hold on. I'll be right back."
Molly scampered off and returned less than two minuted later with a steaming mug and an uprooted alloe plant twice the size of a man's fist.
"Are you allergic to aspirin?" Molly asked as she offered him the mug of tea, sweetened with sugarcane juice. "Cause willow bark tea is what it's based on."
She knelt beside Jake and slit a heavy stalk of the aloe upen with a nail. "You want to do this yourself? I can get your back, but I am a virtual stranger."
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Frank looked down at himself and then back at Molly like she sprouted a second head, this time with round ears. You expect Frank to complain about a beautiful woman rubbing lotion on his back? "Actually moving is harder to do then you'd imagine right now. Just be careful, I'm a little ticklish."
Frank reached for the hem of his shirt and steeled himself for the motion before he pulled it over his head. He swayed a moment and was really just glad he was sitting down. Frank's eyes closed and he took a moment to collect himself before setting the shirt aside. "Well... that hurt."
The man looks like someone used him for a punching bag. Some of the bruises do clearly outline what could be seat belt marks, but it seems that Frank was unaware he was up in a tree when he unbuckled and hence when the sphere fell he got bounced all over the place. "Don't worry the Doc already poked all the really painful spots. If you find any new ones I'll let you know."
He paused a moment and then looked back at Molly again, "Oh by the way, nice ears." He does take the offered tea now and takes a swig, "Thank you. I do appreciate it." Another swig is taken before Frank once again steels himself for the possibility of a painful spot getting poked.
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Molly began applying the allow with cool and light fingers. First, she coated Frank's face, however. Facial skin was very delicate, and prone to more sun damage. Already burned, he didn't need that added aggravation. At least this ought to help a little. Her fingers danced over his forehead, cheeks and nose.
"If those bruises start swelling, there's a small river... or a big stream we use for water, washing and swimming. It isn't icy, but it is cool. Someone can show you a shallow waterfall area to sit under. Best we can do in lieu of an ice pack." Molly frowned and looked at Frank. "In fact, you should do that now, then get all aloed up. It'll cool your skin as well."
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Frank stilled as Molly began applying the lotion to his face. He didn't want her getting it accidently in his eyes and he had to admit that it felt good on the raw skin.
Frank looked down at his bruised chest and then back at Molly, "Actually it sounds good, as long as it's fresh water." Salt water would burn like the dickens right now. Frank let out a sigh and grabbed his shirt. He closed his eyes a moment and steeled himself before rising to his feet. He swayed just a moment but got himself under control enough to motion forward, "Lead on my lady. I shall do as I am bid. How can I possibly argue the wisdom of a lady as lovely as yourself?" Yeah, Frank is teasing and it is clear in his tone.
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There was a small, wedding cake water fall at the far end, just four feet high, it was perfect to just sit under, because the water was simalarly only four feet deep in front of it. It was the real bathing area. About twelve foot downstream was the swimming area, as that got to be considerably deeper.
"Careful, it can be a bit slippery. But the water's pretty cool. It ought to help. No salt, but it's got all the delicious additives any river or stream has. And in an hour, it'll have additional run off action."
Molly looked to Miho, who had come along. As Jake moved towards the small waterfall Molly grinned at the other woman. "Scoping him out for security or personal reasons. Or is it just pity? Cause that guy, definately looks like he had a bad morning."
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Frank followed Molly to the waterfall and nodded to her, "Thank you kindly darlin." He then breathed deeply and then proceeded to strip down to his boxers. It took supreme willpower, but he managed to pull it off and only looked like he was going to pass out once. He doesn't give the ladies too much time to admire his rubber ducky boxer shorts before he moves into the water, finding a good place to simply relax.
The rest of Frank is just as banged up as his chest. The man looks like he put into a dryer ball and set on the spin cycle.
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"Someone told me that I wasn't being approachable, or even making an effort to get to know people." she shrugged a little "I thought I'd make an effort."
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