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[thebestnose]

I'm not sure if I should make an announcement about this, but I might as well. My inmate, Chloe, is gone. She left before the port. I don't know why and I don't know where.

But I hate feeling like I'm not doing anything, so if anyone needs help with anything, I'm more than willing to give my time.

Two in a matter of months.

[Infirmary filter, minus Martha]

I think I need stitches. I wo- can't go to the infirmary, though.

[Private to Eddie R.]

You made it back, didn't you? I have to do something and then I'll come and see you. I have your swatches to return.

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[thebestnose.livejournal.com]

[She snorted.] I'm quite capable of changing my own bandages. [She had been biting her lip to keep the pain away and she could taste the blood in her mouth. She really, really wanted some Lime. Or different painkillers.]

Thank you.

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[bitnotgood]

I want to look at the sutures in a couple of days. You can either come see me in the infirmary, or send me a message.

[He tucked the used materials into a bag for medical waste and closed up his kit, hauling himself to his feet with a small grimace.

Bloody raptors.]

And you're welcome. Need anything else while I'm here?

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[She noticed the expression.]

No, that's it. Are you alright?

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[bitnotgood]

[He smiled.] I'm good, yeah. You know - dinosaurs.

[John chuckled and picked up his kit, tucking it underneath his arm.]

Take care of yourself, Jane.