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X-23, Laura Kinney (weapon_x_23) wrote in spinningcompass,

"Yes. I do not understand why she would be brought here in such condition." It was almost as if the island had a death wish for the young woman. "Is there anything I can do to help?" Laura had considered stripping her down. But thought better of it, thought she should wait.

"Her name may be Eowyn. The others seem to think they know her. That only elf magic can heal this." She flicked through the messages on the tablet, replying to some, leaving others bare. "She is the tall blonde one's sister." Frowning she realized she needed to learn the names. All new names.

Laura found it rather depressing that all the people she'd counted as friends were being replaced by strangers. There were so few that she knew now. So few that she could count on. Shaking herself she drew out of her own selfish reverie.

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A slow groan rumbled in her throat. As a harsh shiver wracked her body. Softly she murmured from her sleep. "Uncle... Merry. Must find Merry." Another pained groan rumbled in her throat. As a few tears leaked out from beneath her lashes. "No." She whispered. And fell silent.