Nariah01
Songster
- Apr 17, 2016
- 108
- 761
- 196
"Nah, teeth are overrated," Adele said. "Now fingers, there's a statement piece that'll catch the eye of every young man that passes." She winked at Sybil, leaving the imagination to decipher whether she was serious or not. Adele noticed her new aquaintance's struggle with the medical supplies, but left her to it along with her pride. That's what she herself would have preferred. Looking around the room, Adele spotted a stack of cushions against the wall. She made her way among the debris to reach them, ignoring the stares she was getting, then proceeded to clean the blood covered blades she'd used thus far. They would of course receive a more detailed cleaning at her flat.
Sybil was grateful that her new companion didn't just take over for her when it came to dressing her wound, she hated things like that. Yes it may have taken longer and more fumbling to get it done one handed but it still got done and her pride was intact. After She had finished and packed the remaining supplies away in her pack she stood and looked to Adele. "I grabbed the rifle that was on the list but hadn't found anything else from the list yet. Is everyone dead that needs to be?" She asked her since she knew all the men from her section were dead she wanted to double check before she went waltzing off to find the remaining items.