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[captainryan]

There's a full moon tonight. No surprise, then, that Ryan is outside. He's still feeling twitchy, though it's not from lack of space. This is an anticipatory twitch, the kind a predator gets before it stalks its prey.

If his prey is even out here. There's no guarantee that Le Chiffre will leave the safety of the bar, even in daylight. But the thought that he might, the possibility that Ryan may be able to carry out his self-imposed objective, is enough to keep him on his toes. He's been keeping tabs on the man for some time, now, and he knows that Le Chiffre will occasionally step outdoors.

And so he paces the tree line and watches the door.

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[dust-to-order.livejournal.com]

"Except the Infirmary?" she suggests, and her expression's not unkind as she scrutinizes him. "Are you hurt anywhere else but the leg?"

[weeper-of-blood.livejournal.com]

Another nod is given in a silent tone of 'exactly' at the mention of the Infirmary, even if it's a reluctant reply.

"No where fatal," Le Chiffre offers, not entirely keen on drawing more attention to his injuries than necessary now that he knows he should be safe. "And you?"

[dust-to-order.livejournal.com]

"No, I'll be all right..."
Damn it.
They get to the back door, and she pushes it open one-handed, gesturing for him to precede her indoors.
"If" she bites her lip. "If he's drawn blood on you, you need to tell the Infirmary docs, or Security," she says warningly. "There's--complications that can happen. They'll be able to help."

She can't. She remembers this day, from a different perspective, and she has to get to the Front Door and her world before much more time passes. "But tell them. You don't need to go into detail as to why it happened."

[weeper-of-blood.livejournal.com]

He makes his way through the door though pauses at the frame, using it to lean on as he arches a brow heavily towards her, "Complications? I--.. Actually, no, don't answer that. I'd rather not know right now."

Another awkward shift against the door frame and he's dropping his gaze again, nodding stiffly before stepping into the Bar. He would thank her, but his ability to show gratitude is non existent.

[dust-to-order.livejournal.com]

Sooraya doesn't particularly care if he shows it, though she will not say it's unnecessary. She may need help herself one of these days, and if she has to remind him of tonight...
"Alright. It may be nothing, anyway," dear Allah, she hopes so.
"The Infirmary's just over there," encouragingly.

[weeper-of-blood.livejournal.com]

"I'll see you around, I'm sure."

There's no need to tell him twice, and with a final bow of his head towards her, he makes his own way inside. Granted, not very fast, or not very far, but he does at least make it inside. (http://community.livejournal.com/milliways_bar/17355981.html)