[DL-W] Too much testosterone!
by
Morgan <morgie@iquest.net>
<Backpost... Day 41>
The call went out, <WRAITHS! FORM UP!>, and Xanthia got out of her
bed, putting her still damp brace on her leg.
<Where do you think you're going?> Maxima asked.
<To the med center. Where there are wraiths, healers are needed.>
<But Th'rin told you to rest.>
<Yeah, so?> Xanthia replied.
<Never mind...> the black and red replied, weary of playing mother
hen.
Xanthia pulled her clothes on and mounted the black and red. As they
flew down toward to the med center, the wing was already taking off.
Xanthia wished she could go with them, even as much as she knew her
place was at the med center.
<One day we'll go with them.> Xanthia promised.
***
"What are you doing here?" Th'rin admonished on seeing Xanthia
entering the med center. "You should be resting."
"I rested. Now I'm working. You know we need all healers for wraith
attacks," Xanthia chastised.
"You're right," Th'rin said, admiring her pluck.
"I'll go get the antibiotic cream, we'll need plenty."
"Yes, we will. You know, you really should write to Tinobal about
this."
"Why?" Xanthia asked, even as she gathered up jars of the cream and
gauze bandages.
***
Xanthia picked up the chart and entered the room. She saw blood soaked
through Har'son's shirt, but despite that he still smiled at her.
"Pulled your stitches?" Xanthia asked the obvious as she walked over
to him. "Could you remove your shirt?"
"I think that would be a good place to start." Har'son replied,
wincing as he pulled his shirt off.
Xanthia looked at him curiously, wondering what he meant by that, then
turned her attention to the blood drenched bandages. "We will have to
remove the dressing." She picked up a pair of scissors and began
cutting away the bandages.
"So now you are undressing me?" Har'son smiled as Xanthia pulled away
the dressing.
"Hardly, I just have to get to the wound to stitch it up. Shame on
Th'rin for letting you go anyhow."
"Well, it's not like he could have stopped me." Har'son said, rippling
the muscles in his chest.
"Lie down," Xanthia ordered as she threaded the needle.
"Now that's more like it." Har'son grinned, waggling an eyebrow as he
went to lie down on the bed.
"Like what?" Xanthia said, standing ready with the needle and thread.
***
"All finished," Xanthia said as she tied off the bandages. Just then a
knock came on the door and the door opened.
"How's it going in here?" Th'rin asked.
"Just finished. Pulled stitches." Xanthia replied as she washed and
dried her hands. "You can tell him 'I told you so,' now. I'm going to
go get something to eat." And with that Xanthia turned and left,
leaving the two men together.
"Damn, she's a hard nut to crack" Xanthia heard Har'son complain to
Th'rin as the door swung shut behind her.
***
"You bastard!" Jay ground out, kicking back his chair as he
deliberately got to his feet.
Xanthia was nearly bowled over as the two riders started hitting on
each other.
"STOP IT!" She shrieked.
Jay held R'han by the front of his shirt. "You know what this bastard
did don't you?"
"I don't care, you shouldn't fight! Fighting is bad! No good!" Xanthia
protested.
"Bastard fell asleep at his post, DRUNK!" Jay fumed. "It's because of
him that you were assaulted. If it weren't for *him* that soldier
would have never made it across the bridge."
No, it couldn't be true. Xanthia began to shake as her mind went back
to the incident in the wee hours of the morning.
"Asshole! You said you wouldn't tell!" R'han fumed, swinging a punch
at Jay.
"I said STOP IT!" Xanthia screamed, shutting her eyes and swinging
wildly with her crutch. "I have had ENOUGH!" Just then she felt the
vibration go through the crutch as it collided with something solid
with a sickening thud. She opened her eyes just in time to see R'han's
eyes roll back in his head as he collapsed to the floor.
"Oh my gods! What have I done!" Xanthia cried.
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