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[jammingwith]

[Because crazy!England got to her, too (or did she get to him?), Edward is now wandering down Nelson street. Bleeding.

Kind of a lot.

'Cause. You know. Glass does that to you.

She's not really an expert at taking care of injuries, but she's attempted to tie them up somehow.

It didn't really work. She's getting woozy from blood loss.

Someone help?]



((OOC: I know I just posted. But. Reference.))

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[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[She winces at the disinfectant, but stays quiet throughout the process. When Mimi explains the plan, she nods slowly.]

Okay.

[She nods in the direction of her house, which is actually the next street over.]

That way.

Minor char-control, sorry

[if-she-hollers.livejournal.com]

Like, OK. We can totally go as slow as you need.

[Together, the two make their way towards Ed's house, Mimi prattling on about nothing in particular. Was it an attempt to keep Ed conscious or just the way she always behaved? Maybe a little of both.]

So like, I'll totally give you the same advice as I did Sideswipe. Ask around for like, a white mage if you can find one. Cuts heal like, more quickly than bum knees, though, so it might totally be unnecessary. . . . This the house?

It's all good, don't worry.

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[Ed only half-hears what she's talking about. It's kind of annoying, but Ed's tired, and she hurts, so she doesn't complain.]

Yeah, that's it.

[if-she-hollers.livejournal.com]

Like, cool.

[Mimi brings the injured woman inside and ponders for a few moments.]

So like, I'm going to get a basin of hot water. You like, go sit on your coach and keep conscious -- Do you have any like, non-drone family members?

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[Ed frowns and shakes her head.]

No. Just me.

[She wanders over to the couch and plops down. Oooooh it's comfy... it'll be hard to stay conscious...]

[if-she-hollers.livejournal.com]

[Mimi assists by returning and tripping, splashing some water all over Ed's face.]

Like, whoops. Total bummer. But there's totally still enough. Go on, plop your arms down. There you go.

We should like, totally chat while we do this so it's not so totally boring. Like, what's your name? I'm Ini. Ini Miney. It's like, a stupid name, but I guess I'm like, not the brightest person in the world, so there you go.

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[She flinches and blinks at the water, but she holds still while she's taken care of.]

Edward.

[if-she-hollers.livejournal.com]

. . . Huh. Guess like, my parents weren't the only ones bad at picking names. Like, my sister's name is Mimi. Bad joke, right?

[She unobtrusively begins to stick the tweezers into the wounds now and pull out the larger pieces of glass. The smaller ones, with any luck, would float out into the water themselves.]

So like, where you from, Ed?

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[Eeeeeeheheh that feels weird and also kind of huuuurts but bites her lip and doesn't flinch.]

Nowhere in particular. Just kind of wander around wherever.

[if-she-hollers.livejournal.com]

Huh. That's like, cool. I guess it's nice to like, not be tied down anywhere. I'm from like, LA. Totally too much traffic and pollution everywhere.

[Yoink. Another piece of glass comes out.]

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[fjdskf OW Ed flinches for that one, but only a little. Also, she has no clue where LA is. So she just kind of nods a little.]

[if-she-hollers.livejournal.com]

[Yoink yoink dab dab ouch ouch. Mimi is finally done about 5 minutes of inane conversation later.]

Like, we're all good. I'm just gonna like, disinfect these wounds now.

[Ouch ouch some more.]

K.

Now you can like, totally fall as unconscious as you want.

[timeforjam.livejournal.com]

[Yeeeeah she was thinking about that. Basically the only thing keeping her awake was the pain. She still feels a little uncomfortable, but she's already fading.]


...'kay.