Victory Party in the Common Room

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Yeah... Of course I come online as soon as Ash makes off with the big boomstick thingie.]

Beverages and Food line the common room. Kick back and enjoy kids.

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[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

Han overhears.

"I still got a medipac. Where are you burnt, sweetheart?"

He looks them over, having had a couple drinks himself.

"And why are two gorgeous ladies drinking alone?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Arm. Can you do something for it?" Alanna rolled up her sleeve.

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

*opens 'pac and slaps a diagno-strip on her arm, gently*

*reads the instructions and takes the small sprayer and gauze the pac produces*

Okay, I'm going to spray this on and wrap your arm. It's a topical and burn-reducer. Should make you feel better right away.

*sprays and wraps*

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Thanks. When I can take the wrap off?"

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

*checks*

It says tomorrow. Don't get it wet before then. You should be okay in a couple days.

*gives charming smile, made less effective by zombie goo and the fact he's still pretty sodden*

You know, I've got a shower that doesn't use water if you're interested. And a bed that is absolutuely positively guaranteed zombie free.

*sees no reason to be subtle.*

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna gapes open mouthed at him and then suddenly pulls out a charming smile. "Sir, thank you for treating my arm. However, on to your other suggestion, I'm going to pretend that I miss understood you, and you're going to imagine what it feels like loosing your family jewels if you ever speak to me like that again." Her smile is now very sweet, even through the demon goo. "Understood?"

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

Sorry, darlin', didn't mean to make you mad.

It's been a long day for all of us.


*moves on*