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[shufti]

The scene is frozen for a moment. One man falling away from the wall with an arrow in his groin, the other approaching, sword raised above his head.

The scene blurrs and begins to move as Shufti and Amanda come through the door. Shufti immediately ducks down to yank the bolt out of the man's groin. The man with the sword raised falters at the wall vanishing, then charges forward.

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[shufti]

"Um, yeah, she has a room." he says, scooping her up gently in strong arms. "The kettle should be on in the kitchen as we go past."

He carries Shufti inside and up the stairs to a small room with a bed, where he lays her down and sits holding her hand.

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Amanda puts a pot of water in the kettle and begins heating it before she goes up the stairs to join Paul and Shufti.

Taking a seat on the other side of her she takes a closer look at the young woman's head. "I'm Amanda" she informs the young man. The immortals whole demenor has softened. It's clear to see that this man cares deeply for her young friend.

[shufti]

"Paul Perks, Miss Amanda. My sister Polly is the loud one who took the man out. We run this inn." he says, never taking his eyes off Shufti.

"Is she going to die? Will the baby be all right?" he asks, his eyes full of concern. Physically he looks about twenty, but his mental age is clearly quite a bit younger.

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"It's nice to meet you Paul."

Doing a more thorough check of Shufti and the baby or at least the best she can with the man present, "Both she and the baby will be fine."

[shufti]

As if to prove it, she stirs and moans a little.

"Mum..."

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"You're safe. Now please lie still and rest." she hears the kettle go off, "I will be right back but Paul is here and will look after you."

Amanda hurrys down stairs to get the kettle. She pours the hot water into a bowl and grabs some clean rags.

[shufti]

"Paul?" she opens her eyes and looks at him as he squeezes her hand gently, then shuts her eyes again.

"My head hurts."

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After grabbing the rags she heads back upstairs. Placing the bowl and rags next to the bed. "Shufti can you sit up or can paul sit you up. I need to clean that cut on your head."

[shufti]

Polly comes up in time to see Paul help Shufti up to sitting, and then for her to throw up over the edge of the bed.

"Can you help her?" she asks Amanda. "Or do I need to send for an Igor?"

Paul winces and looks away, but manages to keep holding Shufti up.
"Sorry Paul." she whispers, shivering and barely able to keep her eyes open.

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It's been too long since she has done this she should have remembered about that. "I can help her but I wouldn't mind some help."

Using the cloth she begins to clean the wound. It's likely that Shufti has a concusion from the blow to the head.

[shufti]

Polly nods and rolls up her sleeves.

"Do you need just another pair of hands or an expert?" she asks, moving in front of Shufti and holding two fingers up.

"How many fingers Shuft?"

Shufti tries to force her eyes open and focused on them.

"Three"

Polly winces and moves back, awaiting instruction.

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"Extra hands. Can you get some water and a bucket and if you have anymore blankets." Amanda expected that. How she wished Guppy was here.

"Please stay awake. I know it's hard but it's important."

[shufti]

It's difficult. She is clearly exhausted on top of the head injury. Polly goes to get the required items whilst Paul holds her steady. When Polly returns they wrap the blanket around Shufti.

Polly doesn't ask where Amanda came from. Right now, it doesn't matter. But there is a little bit of silent communication going on between brother and sister.

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Amanda can see it but she doesn't want to explain. Amanda hands the bucket to Paul, "This is incase you get sick to the stomach again." then she hands her the a rag and the glass of water. "Drink this you need to stay hydrated." she continues to tend to the wound.

[shufti]

Paul nods. "That's a good idea. Won't need to worry about making a mess."

Polly, seeing an opening, goes to get a mop. Shufti's head keeps drooping as Paul tries to get her to drink the water.

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Amanda sits back once the wound has been attended to.

"Now we just need to keep you up tonight and you should be fine." she smiles at her young friend. "Thank you for your help."

[shufti]

"Keep her up?" Paul asks as Shufti leans limply on him. "I don't think she'll stay awake."

Polly gently touches his arm.

"Paul, I don't think that's what she means. She's allowed to sleep but we have to wake her each hour to check we can. Sarge said that once." She looks at Amanda. "That's right isn't it?"

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Amanda nods. "That's correct."

Taking a deep breath, mentally scolding herself for not taking better care of Shufti. She came to protect her and look what happened.

[shufti]

"Pol, this is Amanda." Paul says, gently lowering Shufti down onto the bed again. Polly watches her and curtseys.

"You saved my friend from being dragged away. I am indebted to you. Can I get you anything?"

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"It's nice to meet you." looking back at Shufti she feels her head to make sure she doesn't have a fever. "No thank you. I'm fine."

[shufti]

The quiet communication between brother and sister continues. Amanda might catch the odd thing here and there, the word 'wall' mouthed for example. But most of it is more based on eyebrows.

Eventually Polly approaches her, still looking at the clothes and the sword.

"Do you have a prefferred title Miss Amanda?"

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The sword is resting nearby within arms length, more out of habit then anything else. Besides those thugs could be back. As for the clothes well that will be harder to explain.

"Please just call me Amanda." as Miss just seems a little young for her. "And how about yourself Miss Pol?" as that is the only name she has heard her refered too.

[shufti]

She smiles a little. "Just Polly is fine. Sergeant Perks in public."

She watches Amanda looking after Shufti. Paul looks up.

"So are you a goddess or one of the Deaths?" he asks.

Polly facepalms.

[shufti]

[ooc: Fleeing for Guides, back later]

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

[OOC: okay]