Reply With QuoteClara jumped up, "You look like you're about to pass out!" She said going to Jones. She supported him to the bed and laid him down, "I should probably take you to the hospital..." Clara mused as she began cleaning Jones' injuries.
Jones had a difficult time sneaking. His vision in one eye was blurred, and the fatigue was kicking in. Not to mention his hand also made it nearly impossible to climb properly. He managed to climb to the top, breathing somewhat heavily as he made his way into the warm room. "Hello amore..." He said, closing the door behind him.
Clara jumped up, "You look like you're about to pass out!" She said going to Jones. She supported him to the bed and laid him down, "I should probably take you to the hospital..." Clara mused as she began cleaning Jones' injuries.
“Free will, though it makes evil possible, is also the only thing that makes possible any love or goodness or joy worth having….” ~C.S. Lewis
"I'm fine. Just feeling the fatigue kick in." He winced a few times when she cleaned certain areas, but he closed his eyes. "Are you sure the guy didnt cut you anywhere else?" He asked her.
Clara shook her head, "I leaned into it, so he technically didn't cut me..." She said softly as she moved to Jone's head, "I figured it would move things along more quickly than the three of us standing there."
“Free will, though it makes evil possible, is also the only thing that makes possible any love or goodness or joy worth having….” ~C.S. Lewis
"It was a good call... I didn't want to risk hurting you" he said, fighting the urge to grunt in pain. "He would have done awful things to you..." He said, opening his eyes to look at her.
"I know," Clara said, her eyes on her work, she'd learn quite a lot from watching the nurses at the hospital, "I am not unfamiliar to brutality, Jones. My family is known for it."
“Free will, though it makes evil possible, is also the only thing that makes possible any love or goodness or joy worth having….” ~C.S. Lewis
Jones closed his eyes again, letting her do her work. He couldn't argue with that. His face felt better, and he wasn't as tired as before. He had to look like Rocky after his match. The beautiful woman in front of him was looking at his ruined face.
Clara shook her head as she finished cleaning, gently applying antibiotic ointment practically everywhere on Jones, "You stay here for the rest of the night. I'll go get some food and drinks, want anything in particular?"
“Free will, though it makes evil possible, is also the only thing that makes possible any love or goodness or joy worth having….” ~C.S. Lewis
Jones shook his head, getting used to the soft pains. "Some water and whatever you can get for food will be perfect. Don't you stay away for too long." He managed to smile over his soreness.
She nodded and kissed him lightly before hurrying out of her room, careful to close the door behind her. Making sure the coast was clear Clara hurried to the kitchen where she begged some fruit, cheese, and bread off the cook. Filling a pitcher with water Clara balanced everything and made it back to her room in record time, "I'm here," She said, coming through the door.
“Free will, though it makes evil possible, is also the only thing that makes possible any love or goodness or joy worth having….” ~C.S. Lewis
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