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Posted by ladyspade on Mar 25, 2006 21:42:30 GMT -6
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Daria dismissed his thank you almost immediatky. She didn't have words to express how unecessary it was.
Don't even mention it she thought firmly. You're going through alot right now, I wouldn't expect much else.
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Mar 25, 2006 21:42:40 GMT -6
ladyspade
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Posted by cassiel on Mar 26, 2006 16:20:04 GMT -6
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They stayed that way for a while, until finally, Michael being rested and Daria being coherent again, they were allowed to leave. Quietly, they headed back to the dorms. ((Where Daria can post wherever she likes, I'll keep my eyes open.))
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Posted by ladyspade on Sept 23, 2006 19:31:48 GMT -6
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"Doctor, Doctor!" the young assistant called. He was the same young man who always eyed Daria when she came in. But his attraction to her was no where to be found now as he saw her appear on the tiled floor. Her bandages were tattered, her wounds bleeding and her clothes torn. She barely teleported all of herself to the office.
"What is it?" The docprof rushed into the room and gasped. "Holy Heavens, what happened, Daria." he asked and lifted her up in his arms. His asistant prepared a cot and rushed to get a nurse.
"i..I have to...." Daria began but immediately coughed up bile.
"She's drugged. " The assistant said as the nurse rushed in to cut Daria's clothing off.
She gave Daria an IV. While the doc supervised. "We're going to get the poison out of you first." he said, his hands glowing. He held them over her and the bag attached to the IV filled up with a clear liquid that had been in the dart-much more than had been in the dart. "This is a strange toxin." he said disappointedly as the bag continued to fill up. IT was painful on Daria's part because there was a suction going on in every vein in her bloodstream. But she pushed through it, the nurse held her hand while the assistant removed what was left of her bandages.
The docprof filled three bags with the foreign fluid before it ws all gone. Daria felt much better and she managed to explain a little of what happened. "I came back to get healed...I have to go get Mike."
"Mike? Child, think about yourself first, will you?" he looked at her wounds. "What happened?"
"Tried to Skin me.." she said casually. "that's not important though, just fix it."
"Even after you're healed you have to..."
"Rest? That's what you always tell me to do."
"And you never listen." he sighed. his hands went over her wounds and the skin and muscle moved back into place. Mean while the nurse gave her another IV with a rehydration formula in it.
Soon Daria looked as if she'd simply stumbled from her room for a glass of milk. When the Doc was finished healing her wounds she was fed and taken to shower.
Ignoring their plans for her to stay and relax Daria rushed off to grab her uniform and as soon as the catsuit touched her skin she felt reenergized and very very angry.
She went off to find someone, anyone who was strong enough to help.
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