Finally a wise decision (OTA)

[demon_screaming]

*Esme stood outside the med-tent, picking her nails nervously. She'd woken up from her nap minus one Firefly. That wasn't what had woken her, though. The problem was her side was hurting. And bleeding. Damn it. She didn't want to think about what had reopened it. Not at all. It had to be taken care of right now.

After a few moments, Esme opened the

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[makesyoufeel]

{It had been a whole day since Emma had practically seared his brain, and the lingering headache was still there. After sweet talking one of the not so qualified nurses into giving him something for the pain, Evan had retreated to sleep the rest off.

Too bad that it never worked where Emma's annoyingly brutal powers were involved.

Rubbing at his temple, he entered the med tent, and stopped short, frowning.}

What the hell happened to you?

[demon_screaming]

Bullet graze during the mission I was on. {Esme replied rather rapidly. Oh, God did stitches feel weird. They were making her a bit nauseated and her hand was still over her eyes.}

{Eva glanced up at the man, nodding her head towards the empty stool that sat nearby.} I'll just be another minute or so.

[makesyoufeel]

{Evan nodded to the stool and sat down, smiling slightly at the pretty little medic before frowning at Esme. Yet again, he was wondering just what the hell Emma thought she was doing with Esme all the way out here.}

Jesus, {and he knew it was bad if she'd actually gone to a medic,} does Emma know?

{It made sense to Evan that Emma wouldn't care ~he'd already written the woman off as a heartless ice bitch, so naturally, he thought she was doing the same to Esme as he thought she did to him.}

[demon_screaming]

{From Esme's point of view, that was sort of an odd question. Emma had always been concerned about Esme's well being so, naturally, she shot Evan a funny look for what he'd said.}

Yeah, she knows. {Eva had finished stitching the girl up and was putting an extra bandage over the injury, giving the girl instructions. It was Evan's turn, now. Esme took her time getting up, lifting her wings out of the way to not smack them into anything and Eva approached the man.}

What can I do for you?