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May 19, 2009 02:54

Beat ain't surprised when all they thought he had as one big bruise on his chest. It looked real nasty a day later, tingin' his skin black an' blue in the shape of where it lashed against him. He knew he was lucky jus' to leave there with that an' the scratches on his back from the landn'. It coulda been worse. He'd been through worse.

He was pretty intent to jus' stay in bed an' try to relax. The way the bruise was, doin' anythin' else hurt. He'd popped a few of the aspirin-like stuff he was given a little while ago, an' he thought he was findin' some relief from it. Maybe he'd be able to go to Serena's hut an' see if how she was doin' a little later. He knew he was worried more 'bout her than he ever was for himself. Still, he knew she'd get all worried if he went over there an' looked like he was in constant pain.

He shifted a little in bed, wincin' at the slight pain that shot up jus' from that movement. He was suddenly wishin' the ice he brought over hadn't already melted.
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