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As Jenzy peered around the corner, the odd violet cat-like being beside stared up at her with furrowed brows and a hint of fustration.

  [b]"If you could just HOLD STILL for even a moment, Lyn. MAYBE it'll stop hurting!"[/b] He hushed so as not to give away their location, but having to catch up with the Vic's and the girl's darting around was clearly making his job that much harder.

  Deftly, he pinched the wound on her hip close and picked out the jarting splinters with his claws. [b][i]"Tsk tsk."[/i][/b] Tossing them aside, he reached into his pack for a small spray bottle filled with a green, viscuos liquid that smelled of bitter almonds - with which he applied liberally unto the bloodstained flesh. An experimental mix of topical painkillers and strong glue made from mutated plants found near The Zone to hold the wound shut.   ...[i]If there ever was a time to test them, might as well be now.

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