"One got a good clamp on my arm," she notes, taking the oppportunity to sink onto a dusty chair. Her free hand runs through her hair, picking out pieces of gunk and bone with a vaguely disaffected expression. "Jacket took most of it, but I got a couple good puncture wounds and a strained shoulder to boot. Hope those things don't got rabies or somethin', or I'm screwed, and not even in the fun way."
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Date: 2007-09-17 03:23 am (UTC)