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Post by Aziraphale on Jun 22, 2008 4:01:24 GMT -5
"Well, they have to come out," *he said gently. Even his voice was cringing.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Jun 22, 2008 4:10:06 GMT -5
"Namen des Teufels..."Herbert groaned. Then he asked, in a small voice, "I'm going to be ugly, aren't I?"
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Post by Aziraphale on Jun 22, 2008 4:13:09 GMT -5
"No, love. You may end up with a few very dashing scars..."
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Jun 22, 2008 4:25:46 GMT -5
"Dashing like a fencer or foul like a soldier?" Herbert asked, venturing a smile.
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Post by Aziraphale on Jun 22, 2008 4:29:28 GMT -5
"Oh, dashing, of course."
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Jun 22, 2008 4:37:16 GMT -5
Herbert reached up to feel his own scalp, and while he cringed slightly at the way his hair felt, he was at least relieved that it was all there.
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Post by Aziraphale on Jun 22, 2008 16:13:57 GMT -5
"As soon as we get it clean, it will be as right as rain, dear."
*How to do that was something he hadn't quite figured out- he didn't want to make Herbert walk again, but they really needed to get to the bathroom to get all the grime off of him.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Jun 22, 2008 16:19:09 GMT -5
"It's not too far, I guess..."
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Post by Aziraphale on Jun 22, 2008 16:29:19 GMT -5
"I can let you sleep for a while first," *he offered.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Jun 22, 2008 16:37:08 GMT -5
"And get our sheets filthy?" he retorted grimly. "I don't think so."
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Post by Aziraphale on Jun 22, 2008 16:47:32 GMT -5
"All right, if you insist."
*He offered his arm again, grateful that the bathroom was only a few yards away.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Jun 22, 2008 16:51:33 GMT -5
Herbert gasped a little as Aziraphale helped him up.
"I've gotten blood all over you..."
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Post by Aziraphale on Jun 22, 2008 17:04:01 GMT -5
"It doesn't matter," *he said as he half-carried Herbert over to the bath.* "I never liked this shirt anyway. Sit here and lean on me," *he said, lowering Herbert onto the edge of the tub and turning on the tap.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on Jun 22, 2008 17:11:52 GMT -5
"What if I can die?" he whispered, the idea now beginning to frighten him.
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Post by Aziraphale on Jun 22, 2008 17:15:42 GMT -5
"Herbert..."
*He sighed heavily.*
"If that were true, we would have never made it off the barricades."
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