Jersey Girls
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It took a little while to drive to their destination. After finding out the identity of the two women who apparently have a sinister interest in Corrine, Trevor and Sand arrive at the house. It looks fairly affluent, but not exactly mansion material.
Sand got out of the car. "Nice place."
Sand got out of the car. "Nice place."
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Date: 2006-09-18 02:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-18 02:05 pm (UTC)He looks towards Trevor. "Any reason you don't want that checked? It'll only take Tara a minute, probably, and if something bigs coming, we need you as healthy as we can get you." A pause. "We did what we could back there. It's very rare we can stop a backdoor teleport."
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Date: 2006-09-18 06:14 pm (UTC)"Besides, when you run with Caleb Zukov, you learn first aid the hard way."
Trevor pulls his pack from the back seat, and strips his torn shirt off with a grunt. The wounds aren't as deep as they had appeared at first, but still painful enough to make him think they'll need stitches. Instead he pulls a first aid kit and a bottle of alcohol from his pack, and uses the remains of his costume to dab the antiseptic on the wounds.
"Christ, that stings," Trevor mutters as he works, pulling gauze and tape from his pack.
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Date: 2006-09-19 01:56 am (UTC)And she's starting to love her memory and hate these books. She'd swear it was total crap if she didn't work here.