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Post by Timur on Sept 10, 2016 17:37:10 GMT
Sam Winchester Just like any wound, Alula'a shoulder would need to be checked on. He did his best to do it regularly, and she seemed to be doing well. Dean sometimes checked on it, but eh. Didn't really matter who did it as long as it got done. And her shoulder would be checked on again today. Sam was in the main hallway, and it didn't seem as if Alula was there. "Hey Alula!" Sam called out, hoping that it would grab her attention and bring her over.
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Post by Pebble on Sept 10, 2016 18:56:50 GMT
His call was answered by Alula slipping in from the main entrance area, quiet as usual. "Hmm?" She hummed, coming up from behind to stand at his side. She smiled. "Need me?" She asked. She was obviously feeling better. A few weeks ago, she was basically dead, starved, and wounded. Now she had a spark in her eye, the shine to her hair had returned, she had coloration on her normally pale face, and she was smiling.
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Post by Timur on Sept 10, 2016 19:06:31 GMT
Sam Winchester Alula definitely had improved in more ways than one. She had physically improved, becoming healthier with simply a few weeks of good meals and clean clothes and all that. Sam was happy to see that. She had also found out who here father was, and now had a safe place she could call home. Big improvements from life on the streets. He was glad to see her so happy, no one her age should have to worry about the thing she had. "Uh yeah I just wanted to check on that shoulder of yours." Sam replied.
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Post by Pebble on Sept 10, 2016 19:21:15 GMT
Alula nodded. "Okay. It doesn't hurt anymore, unless I hit it on something or press it." She spoked quietly, brown green orbs studying his own hazel ones. "And it doesn't itch!" She added, a bit of glee in her voice as her smile broadened.
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Post by Timur on Sept 10, 2016 20:22:42 GMT
Sam Winchester Sam gave a nod. That was good. "Aren't you glad you stopped itching it?" he half joked, a smile present on his face as well. Now to check it. Sam would take a step closer to Alula and attempt to gently pull up the sleeve to reveal the wound. Sam looked at it for a moment. It looked good, hardly much more than a bruise and hey, no stitches! That was good. "Well the stitches fell out and there's not much more than a bruise. Just be careful not to bump it into anything sharp, and you'll be good to go." the male said. Well she bumped into just about everything, so it'd be hard to follow the instructions. He would then pull the sleeve back into its original position, and tried to give her a pat on the back. He was careful not to hit her shoulder, as she said it still hurt if she bumped into anything.
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Post by Pebble on Sept 10, 2016 22:14:13 GMT
Alula would freeze up as he looked at the wound, careful not to move. As soon as he would finished telling her what she needed to know, she would smile, brighter than ever. "Yes!" She said happily. She would lurch forward as he patted her back, unprepared for it and weaker. But she would still flash a smile at him. Soon she would be back to her regular self; soon she would be able to return to her agility side! Her muscles had toned down a bit, a thing she didn't like, from being laid up. But, she would tone those back in and return to her regular, sarcastic and carefree self.
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