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Post by Pieter/Ahim Fay and Sid Bamick on Oct 17, 2012 16:06:55 GMT -5
She gave him the clothes Pieter had given her. Dark pants, a gray shirt, and the rest of what he'd need.
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Post by Joe Gibken on Oct 17, 2012 16:16:29 GMT -5
Joe nodded, taking the clothes in, and shutting the door. A minute later, he opened the door, dressed in what they had given him, and looking a bit taller now, more alive and less like a pale person.
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Post by Pieter/Ahim Fay and Sid Bamick on Oct 17, 2012 16:17:10 GMT -5
She stood up and looked at him, "You look better," she told him with a weak smile.
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Post by Joe Gibken on Oct 17, 2012 16:18:13 GMT -5
"Thanks." he gave, with a weak smile in return. "Nothing's broken. I'm just stiff."
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Post by Pieter/Ahim Fay and Sid Bamick on Oct 17, 2012 16:19:03 GMT -5
She nodded, "Some rest should help."
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Post by Joe Gibken on Oct 17, 2012 16:23:27 GMT -5
He nodded in reply. "Is there somewhere I can lay down?"
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Post by Pieter/Ahim Fay and Sid Bamick on Oct 17, 2012 16:25:51 GMT -5
"Yeah," she told him, "Do you want food?"
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Post by Joe Gibken on Oct 17, 2012 16:28:09 GMT -5
Joe looked to her. "I suppose food would be good before I rested. I trust whatever you would like to fix."
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Post by Pieter/Ahim Fay and Sid Bamick on Oct 17, 2012 16:29:49 GMT -5
"Please, come with me," she said, leading him towards the kitchen. She had no idea in the least what to say to him.
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Post by Joe Gibken on Oct 17, 2012 16:31:34 GMT -5
Joe followed her into the kitchen....sitting at the table. He watched her start preparing food.
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Post by Pieter/Ahim Fay and Sid Bamick on Oct 17, 2012 16:32:22 GMT -5
She started to warm up their dinner from the night before. Chicken cutlets.
"I hope this will suffice."
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Post by Joe Gibken on Oct 17, 2012 16:34:29 GMT -5
"It will." Joe said to her, looking down at his hands....almost despondent in his view at that point.
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Post by Pieter/Ahim Fay and Sid Bamick on Oct 17, 2012 16:35:37 GMT -5
She put it on the table and sat at a chair next to him. "Please, enjoy."
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Post by Joe Gibken on Oct 17, 2012 16:40:03 GMT -5
"Thank you." he replied, eating with one hand on the fork. taking his time. It was good...really good. Better than he would have thought, for some reason. But his other hand was outstretched...and he was looking at it again.
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Post by Pieter/Ahim Fay and Sid Bamick on Oct 17, 2012 16:42:55 GMT -5
"When you're done I can take you somewhere to rest," she offered.
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