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skipped3rdgrade ([info]skipped3rdgrade) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-03 19:10:00

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Current location:The Church
Entry tags:!complete, andy gallagher, day 06, lexie grey, location: church

Day 6: Late Morning
Who: Lexie and Andy
What: Just checking out the leg
Where: The Church
When: Late Morning
Rating: PG~
Status: Complete

Lexie hadn't even bothered to go back to the barn yet. She knew she'd had some warmer clothes she'd found at the thrift shop; but, she just didn't want to think about clothing at the moment. She didn't want to think about waking up naked next to someone she didn't know. She also, certainly, didn't want to think about the weird dream she'd had about O'Malley. Why was she dreaming about O'Malley, anyway? She was totally and completely over that man and his inability to be normal.

Stepping up to the front door of the church Lexie knocked and then poked her head inside. "Andy, you around here somwhere?" She called from the door, pushing it shut quickly to try and keep the wind and snow out. "I didn't know if you needed anything so I didn't bring stuff.. but if you need something..." She trailed off, wrapping her arms around herself in an attempt to keep warm.


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[info]brain_ninja
2009-05-03 07:06 pm UTC (link)
Like shit, he wanted to tell her, but that really wasn't what she was asking, so he kept that negative sentiment to himself. "I'm all right," he replied. "Yeah still a little sore, but I haven't moved much more than getting up off the floor. I didn't wanna do anything until you said I could, since you said if I followed directions, I could be up and moving sooner," he replied.

He neither added in the fact that he was dying to get the fuck out of here and take a nice long walk - alone - nor the fact that he was itching for her to suggest he move, so that it wasn't about him being a deserter.

"What's the word?" he asked, nodding down at his leg. "And actually if you don't mind...you think you can grab the rest of that water just over there by my kit and help me clean my ear. That itches like a motherfucker, but I know better than to scratch at it. I think it's just cuz of the smoke from the fire irritating it, but I could be wrong. I'm not real worried about the ear, to be honest," he admitted. The leg was bigger fish to fry, so far as he was concerned. That was his top priority. Never mind needing to get out for a while, Andy hated the idea of being essentially helpless, should some other fucked up experiment have his name on it within the next few days or weeks.

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[info]skipped3rdgrade
2009-05-03 07:18 pm UTC (link)
Andy didn't need to say he wasn't feeling well - Lexie had been warned by a note in her journal from Dean. Something was up with Andy, and it wasn't just his leg either.

"Seem like you've lost a bit of your pep," she said, pulling the blanket's end up off the floor and pulling out a tiny bottle of hand sanitizer from her pocket. "I'm so sorry in advance for the cold hands," she said, rubbing her hands together with the Purel and offering a sympathetic smile.

Taking a look at the skin of his thigh she looked for the tell tale signs of infection - streaking of the skin, oozing, and undue swelling. Andy's leg, for better or worse looked OK. Squinting in the low light, Lexie looked over the sutures which looked to be holding well enough. The blood had clotted and seemed to be all normal.

"Well, Andy, you look to be healing fairly well," she said, rocking backward. Reaching over she claimed his water bottle. "We'll look at that ear of yours in a minute. Where's that blonde girl, I thought she'd look after you?"

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