[ The wound is on her inner thigh, the guy got her when she went for a poorly judged kick. She used her mask and belt to put pressure on it, thanking her lucky stars that the asshole didn't seem to have gotten at a major blood vessel.
She's also got a black eye, but that really feels like a minor at the moment. ]
Your tongue's not raspy. Not that I mind when you've got a bit of stubble going either.
[ With Gator's help, and muttering a string of expletives, Selina gets to her feet. ]
My tongue does a lot of things. Maybe when you're better.
[ the blood is in a pool near selina's leg, much of it dried, but there's still a fresh, bright spot. gator knows she's been in pain, so he takes her tenderly into his arms. he lifts her, strength coming into play as he glances around, trying to find the best route down. he steps over small gaps, selina still in his arms, before he turns and watches the cat following them. ]
[ She could probably limp her way down, somehow, and she sure as hell doesn't want him to hurt himself because he's trying to get back down with her in his arms.
She looks over his shoulder to see the cat following, and she has to smile a little. ]
[ he steps precariously, carefully, his eyes darting back to where he entered. when he sees the hatch, he softly lowers selina near it. the cat rubs against gator's leg, back and forth, meowing. he then approaches selina, looking up at her and sitting, tail flicking this way and that. gator's brows raise, but he leans down to open the hatch, revealing the ladder below. ]
[ gator crawls down the ladder, but only halfway. he raises his arms, fingers beckoning. he glances at the cat, then to selina, giving a firm nod with his chin. ]
Let's go, kitty cats.
[ he smiles despite himself, dark eyes trailing down selina until he hits the wound again. his smile melts, and he needs to get her medical attention immediately. he gazes back up into selina's eyes, then nods again. ]
Aye aye, captain. Alright little man, up on the shoulder.
[ She gives the cat a little push on his rump to get him moving, and he's clever enough to sort of drape himself over her shoulders like a weird little scarf. He still has to dig his claws into her a bit to stay steady but she doesn't mind. She's used to that.
Hissing with pain, she lowers herself down through the hatch toward Gator's waiting arms. ]
You know what the worst part is? The fucker got my backpack.
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She's also got a black eye, but that really feels like a minor at the moment. ]
Your tongue's not raspy. Not that I mind when you've got a bit of stubble going either.
[ With Gator's help, and muttering a string of expletives, Selina gets to her feet. ]
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[ the blood is in a pool near selina's leg, much of it dried, but there's still a fresh, bright spot. gator knows she's been in pain, so he takes her tenderly into his arms. he lifts her, strength coming into play as he glances around, trying to find the best route down. he steps over small gaps, selina still in his arms, before he turns and watches the cat following them. ]
Looks like he's coming with us.
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[ She could probably limp her way down, somehow, and she sure as hell doesn't want him to hurt himself because he's trying to get back down with her in his arms.
She looks over his shoulder to see the cat following, and she has to smile a little. ]
Guess he doesn't think his job's done yet.
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[ he steps precariously, carefully, his eyes darting back to where he entered. when he sees the hatch, he softly lowers selina near it. the cat rubs against gator's leg, back and forth, meowing. he then approaches selina, looking up at her and sitting, tail flicking this way and that. gator's brows raise, but he leans down to open the hatch, revealing the ladder below. ]
I'll go first, then I'll lower you down, yeah?
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[ Selina pets the cat, and then pats her chest. ]
Okay. Gator carries me and I carry you.
[ With another meow the cat crawls into her arms, almost seeming to be deliberately avoiding stepping on her injured leg. ]
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Let's go, kitty cats.
[ he smiles despite himself, dark eyes trailing down selina until he hits the wound again. his smile melts, and he needs to get her medical attention immediately. he gazes back up into selina's eyes, then nods again. ]
C'mon, baby. I'll carry you down.
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[ She gives the cat a little push on his rump to get him moving, and he's clever enough to sort of drape himself over her shoulders like a weird little scarf. He still has to dig his claws into her a bit to stay steady but she doesn't mind. She's used to that.
Hissing with pain, she lowers herself down through the hatch toward Gator's waiting arms. ]
You know what the worst part is? The fucker got my backpack.