[Dictated; Backdated to yesterday morning just after the opt-in plot ended]

[deductiongeek]

Well, we're back.

Jennifer?  Do you have any medical supplies with you?

Comments

[forsometimenow]

Why do you ask? You didn't get hurt again, did you?

[deductiongeek]

I got shot.

[forsometimenow]

Where are you and how bad is it?

[deductiongeek]

At the hotel. Its a little deeper than a graze. I don't think the bullet is still there.

[forsometimenow]

I'll be there soon. If it's bad, we might have to find a hospital here; I have a first aid kit but not the usual med kit I carry around back home.

[deductiongeek]

I don't think its that bad. I wrapped it, and managed to stop most of the bleeding.

[Nowhere near as bad as the time he'd been shot in the stomach.]

[forsometimenow]

That's a start, then. I'm coming in through the front door now.

[And with that, she puts her journal away to focus on the matter at hand.]

[Action?]

[deductiongeek]

Okay! It isn't locked.

[Action]

[forsometimenow]

[And without further ado, Jennifer is letting herself in to Conan's room. Despite her initial annoyance, her expression melts into sympathy when she sees him and immediately kneels down next to him to examine the wound.]

I think I can make do with what I have here, though I really wish I was back in the castle. So what happened to you?

Re: [Action]

[deductiongeek]

A few of us got kidnapped and trapped in a street with a monster. It had a gun.

[The bullet had hit him on the outside of his thigh just above his knee.]

[Action]

[forsometimenow]

[She gently begins to clean the injury, shaking her head.]

And only some of you got taken? Because I never saw any signs of it in the city myself...

Re: [Action]

[deductiongeek]

It was just a small group of us.

[He sits stoically as she cleans the injury.]

[Action]

[forsometimenow]

[Jennifer says nothing more, concentrating on properly bandaging the injury before straightening up, moving to the bathroom to wash her hands.]

Well, at least you weren't worse off. I'm glad for that. You should be fine until we get back to Paradisa.

Dictated

[wizard_redfive]

Of course we're bac- [Wait, hold the phone. WHAT did he just say?]

And why do you need medical supplies?

Re: Dictated

[deductiongeek]

There was an incident. I got shot.

[It wasn't that complicated.]

Dictated

[wizard_redfive]

[Hear that sound? That is the sound of Dairine sputtering and coughing on her drink.]

You did WHAT?!

Re: Dictated

[deductiongeek]

Is it really that surprising?

Dictated

[wizard_redfive]

[She wished it was. She really, REALLY wished she had an excuse for being so shocked.]

Considering I didn't see any danger? Uh, YEAH. What'd you do ― go crime-hunting?!

Dictated

[deductiongeek]

I got kidnapped. There was a monster with a gun. [It wasn't his fault this time.]

Dictated

[wizard_redfive]

I leave you alone for one day... [Mutter mutter grumble]

Where are you right now?

Re: Dictated

[deductiongeek]

In my room at the hotel. [Obviously.]

I've already had the injury checked by a doctor, so there's no need to worry.

Dictated

[wizard_redfive]

[Nope. Still checking on you.]

What's the room number?

Re: Dictated

[deductiongeek]

[He sighs, but gives it to her.]

Action!

[wizard_redfive]

[Smart move. It doesn't take long before there's someone knocking at his door.]

Conan! I'm coming in!

Re: Action!

[deductiongeek]

[He doesn't answer. Knowing Dairine, she'd come in no matter what he said.

Instead she'll find him sitting in bed reading, with his injured leg stretched out. He hasn't noticed that his shirt is twisted around and pushed up just high enough to reveal the bullet scar on his stomach.]