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Post by Emily on Jul 10, 2007 13:27:48 GMT -5
Okay so this one might need stitches...
*Emily sat in the waiting area of the infirmary, pressing a folded towel to a cut on her upper arm. Nicolo was really off his game these past few weeks. But it wasn't like she could quit.*
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Post by Renn on Jul 10, 2007 13:44:40 GMT -5
*A nurse showed Emily to an exam room, and a minute or two later, Renn arrived.*
"Hi, Emily!" *she said, recognizing the girl she'd rescued the chickens with a few months ago.* "What happened here?"
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Post by Emily on Jul 10, 2007 13:57:06 GMT -5
"Uh, I was at work, and, well, I'm a target girl at the circus. And I think our knife-thrower has a drinking problem."
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Post by Renn on Jul 10, 2007 14:02:46 GMT -5
"Wow, he got you pretty bad there."
*She examined the gash that was still bleeding a bit.*
"Have you ever considered getting a new job?"
*She got antiseptic, bandages, a sterile needle and thread for stitches.*
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Post by Emily on Jul 10, 2007 14:06:13 GMT -5
*Emily bit her lip.*
"I like the work," *she said slowly. She glanced around to make certain the door was shut and no one else about.*
"...Renn?"
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Post by Renn on Jul 10, 2007 14:08:59 GMT -5
"Yeah?"
*She stopped preparing the medical supplies and looked at Emily.*
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Post by Emily on Jul 10, 2007 14:10:28 GMT -5
"I need an abortion."
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Post by Renn on Jul 10, 2007 14:18:21 GMT -5
"Oh. oh."
*That was unexpected.*
"Let me see your arm. This'll sting."
*She started gently swabbing the cut with antiseptic.*
"How far along are you d'you think?"
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Post by Emily on Jul 10, 2007 14:26:50 GMT -5
"I don't know, exactly. I only just missed my period but then I started feeling vile these last few mornings, so...I don't know. I don't even know who the father is," *she said casually.* "I'd rather not make a big deal out of it, y'know? --Ow!" *she hissed as the antiseptic hit her arm.* "Truth be told, I didn't get this cut at work...I just don't want people making assumptions. If anyone asks, I just...cut my arm. At work."
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Post by Renn on Jul 10, 2007 14:36:33 GMT -5
"Of course. I'm not allowed to tell anyone anyway. Doctor-patient confidentiality and all that."
*She finished cleaning the cut.*
"Sorry, I know it stings. So what really happened? I swear I won't tell."
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Post by Emily on Jul 10, 2007 14:42:43 GMT -5
"This?" *she glanced at her arm.* "Oh, I did this. I needed a legitimate reason to come in here, remember?"
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Post by Renn on Jul 10, 2007 15:03:34 GMT -5
*Renn rolled her eyes.*
"Real smart move. You could have come in with a cough or something."
*Renn shook her head and gave her a shot of pain reliever in her arm.*
"We'll give that a minute to kick in."
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Post by Emily on Jul 10, 2007 15:05:32 GMT -5
"Thanks."
*She curled her lip a little.*
"If I'd been coughing, everyone would say I've got TB. That's what happens when you cough around here. Unless you go into the infirmary with something obviously severed, people start talking."
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Post by Renn on Jul 10, 2007 15:11:31 GMT -5
*Renn gave her a skeptical look.*
"Why does it matter so much that no one talks about you?"
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Post by Emily on Jul 10, 2007 15:22:03 GMT -5
"Because there's certain people I don't want aware of my current-and-soon-to-be-non-condition. And a cut can happen to normal healthy people. These...people...would probably want to know what was up if I faked a terminal illness or something, and I just don't want the attention."
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