Dorm Lobby, Friday Afternoon

[thatsamilkshake]

Yeahno, unlike some people, Francine was not going out in that.

But even if they didn't have their support team organized quite yet, there was still stuff she could do besides hide. So she raided the bathrooms and common rooms for all the bandages, painkillers, hydrogen peroxide and general first aid kits she could find, and dragged them down to the lobby, setting them out on one of the coffee tables.

There were bottles of water as well, and a couple of batches of cookies. She kind of thought she should go for sandwiches too, but that'd mean staying upstairs to make them, and not leaving anybody down here to hand stuff out. So instead she grabbed a spot on one of the couches, flipped the tv to a Gelmoore Gals re-run -- anything that wasn't Giant Reptile Week: the Revenge, honestly -- and waited to see if anybody who'd been out there fighting wandered back in needing...stuff. Whatever that stuff might be.

[OOC: Open to anybody, whether you've been out gator-baiting or not!]

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[ancientbschamp.livejournal.com]

Gabrielle looked her over quickly, but with the experienced eye of someone who was used to inspecting Xena for cuts . . . and then bandaging them up despite Xena's insistence that she was fine. "No, no, you got them all. Are you sure those tiny little bandages are going to be enough?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"They stick on," Dinah said, holding out her elbow so Gabrielle can see the velociraptor band-aid, and the Barbie one. "With sticky stuff. And I'm putting on gloves and padding in a minute. It should be okay." She grinned. "Be right back!"

After she came clomping back, got her sandwich and scolding from Priestly, Dinah headed back over to Gabrielle. "Good to go?"

[ancientbschamp.livejournal.com]

"As long as we stop by the weapons locker first," Gabrielle replied. "I like my hands. I'd prefer to keep them unbitten."