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Knight of the Inverted Table
Valkyrie stepped inside the house, nodding approvingly at the cleanness. (I'm going to assume it's kept clean.) she looked back at Isaac and frowned. She was planning to patch her own arm up first thing... But his arm was NOT looking good. She stopped him with a hand on his shoulder.
"Isaac..." Her voice almost sounded, tender. But then it switched back to bossy and in control. "You need to get some bandages on that arm."
She reached around to her belt where she always kept a first aid kit, and her eyes grew wide as she didn't feel it.
"****it! You'll have to get some, though. Mine seems to have disappeared."
"Isaac..." Her voice almost sounded, tender. But then it switched back to bossy and in control. "You need to get some bandages on that arm."
She reached around to her belt where she always kept a first aid kit, and her eyes grew wide as she didn't feel it.
"****it! You'll have to get some, though. Mine seems to have disappeared."