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Started May 11, 2018 by Deleted user

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Arya gets up on her injured arm -that trembled with her weight- and used her free hand to take the needle and string that was stuck in her arm and started to stitch it up herself

"Other than being difficult," Elide smirked, glancing over at Chrysa. "She's fine. Just needs a few stitches."

Arya gets up on her injured arm -that trembled with her weight- and used her free hand to take the needle and string that was stuck in her arm and started to stitch it up herself

"Just let me do it, okay?" Elide sighed, watching Arya struggle with the string. "I wouldn't bring you here if I was going to hurt you."

"And it looks like she's doing it herself," Chrysa pointed out. She walked over to Arya, "Need some help?"

Arya snarls up at Chrysa with a string clamped in her teeth as she ties the arm stitches with a yank that made her yelp. She banged the ground once, took a deep breath then sat up to do her foot that was barefoot

"Hold her back Chrysa." Elide finally said, kneeling down next to Arya and taking the needle and thread from her hands. "Don't move and stop being stubborn."

Arya snaps at her, clawing at her hands

Chrysa held Arya down easily, "You can't beat years of training girlie."

Arya snaps at Chrysa but her head falls back again, loosing consciousness for a split second
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Elide took the thread and began to stitch up the cut on her foot slowly, her eyes shifting to a softer shade of greyish blue as she worked. After a few minutes, she tied the string off and brushed strands of hair out of her face. "Anywhere else that needs stitching?"

"Not that I can see," Chrysa slumped down, "She's out too."

Elide nodded and stumbled up to grab some more medical supplies for Chrysa. She winced as the deep gash in her shoulder throbbed, but she covered it up with a pained smile.

"Take care of yourself first," Chrysa told her, "or I'll take care of it for you."

"I'm okay. . . it's not that bad." Elide replied, waving her off. She tugged the corner of her shirt down to look at the cut, but quickly covered it up, hoping Chrysa didn't see it. It was deep and a mess of dark blood and flesh.

"No," Chrysa looked at her, "I didn't really get all that injured. you on the other hand did."

Elide sighed, knowing that she couldn't argue with Chrysa. "Fine. You can take a look at it."

"Thank you," Chrysa pointed to a cot, "Now sit."

Elide walked over to the cot and sat down, pouting a little. She wanted to ask, Is it going to hurt?, but she thought that would be too childish.

Chrysa looked at the wound, "How the hell have you been walking?"

She grabbed a needle and thread. She began to stitch it up.

Elide shrugged and winced as the needle pierced her skin. "I. . . flew?" She finally said, flashing a crooked grin.

"Well you should have been more careful," Chrysa told her. She finished stitching up Elide, "Good as new. Just don't exert yourself to much."

"I can always count on you to be like my mother." Elide smirked, nudging Chrysa playfully. She glanced over at Arya who was lying on the cot next to them to check if she was all stitched up too.