indie champion may.
written by kit.

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Expecting any kind of clear answer from the barely conscious girl was probably setting the bar too high. She only lets out a quiet groan, before Rory tilts his head a bit, and then places the woman on her respective bed, slow as he could. Granted, it still earns a flinch and briefly pained noise, but she settles down soon enough. 

Though, she is getting dirt on the covers, now. That probably can’t be helped. At least, it’s clear enough the answer to May’s question is probably no. But  if she wanted an explanation it would probably take some effort to extract.

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     Evidently not. May sighs at Courtney’s response, a brief look of concern passing over her features before she manages to shake it and move herself over to the woman’s side. Very dirty, very scratched up… whatever happened must have been one hell of an evening. Still, May’s more concerned with the woman’s health than the fact that she’s about as clean as an old ragdoll.

     Slowly, a hand chances to slide over Courtney’s forehead before a palm comes to rest there. Even at such brief contact, it’s easy to tell that the woman’s body temperature was a little off, even if just slightly, and the breaths air she takes aren’t coming too evenly either.

     “Ah, Courtney…. you got yourself in a mess, didn’t you….?” May murmurs, brows furrowing at the thought. “Do you feel sore or are you hurt?”

6 years ago with 54via , source
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