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[fratermaior]

[When the video clicks on, it shows a most shirtless Pendergast with his hair in his face and blood and grime flecking his person

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I'll just be over here doing FUCKALL

[kindly_done]

[Jack is exhausted and in pain, and despite training and instincts, he can only keep the image of his undead daughters out of his head for so long. Once they're in the dining room, he retreats to a corner--with two walls at his back, nothing can sneak up on him--and sinks into a tired, dejected crouch, head hung low, lit only by the glow from the EVE hypos at his belt.]

[echo_of_utopia]

Do you require medical assistance?

[kindly_done]

[He barely registers who it is that's talking to him, just holds up his right hand, half-bandaged fingers curled and quivering.]

My hand.

[echo_of_utopia]

[ She puts on gloves, removes the bandages and examines the hand, her frown deepening as she goes along. ]

Jack, I think this might be broken and... not recently either.

[ Reproachful look. ]

I cannot say for sure, but--

[ She rummages through her bag (a kind gift composed of some of Dr. Tam's supplies and things the raid from the closet yielded earlier) and fetches a syringe. ]

I will give you something for the pain now, but you ought to take this to the clinic as soon as the event is over.

[kindly_done]

[He winces, jerks away a little. It hurts, even when she touches it lightly.]

I broke it when that boy attacked me. But I needed to shoot.

[echo_of_utopia]

[ And she is not touching it lightly. This is a serious examination, after all. ]

You needed to heal, Jack. Did you have it looked at at all?

[ She prepares a spot on his skin and readies the syringe. ]

[kindly_done]

[He's starting to hyperventilate a little, drawing short, sharp breaths in through his nose.]

Dr. Tam bandaged it the first time. What's that for?

[echo_of_utopia]

[ She was holding his arm with one hand, needle already touching his skin. Now she withdraws both. ]

An analge-- something to ease the pain.

[ She looks at him, waiting for permission to proceed. ]

[kindly_done]

[He's barely maintaining composure, clearly frightened, but making a valiant effort to stay coherent.]

What...if I need to shoot again?

[echo_of_utopia]

That will not be necessary for a while.

[ Her tone is establishing a beautiful reality here, one that doesn't leave a lot of room for disagreement. ]

[kindly_done]

Won't be--

[Breathing harder now, starting to look a little pale.]

The mansion is full of monsters!

[echo_of_utopia]

Monsters other people will be just as apt in fighting. Unless you came down here alone?

[kindly_done]

Might need me.

[echo_of_utopia]

[ Well, Lamb isn't going to argue with Jack, so instead she will just cap that syringe and put it back, taking out another one instead. ]

Then this ought to make it easier.

[ She uncaps the other syringe. ]

May I?

DERP.

[kindly_done]

[He stares at her for a moment, sure there's something wrong here, but his mind can't reach it. Finally, he nods.]

MWUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

[echo_of_utopia]

[ Nothing is ever wrong with letting any form of Lamb stick a needle in you.

And as the metal pierces Jack's skin and Lamb depresses the plunger Jack will find that the drug does exactly what Lamb said it would: Help with the pain and make it easier... to refrain from shooting.

He'll be pain free and awake all right... but only just. ]