Kym rolled her eyes at Almodeus' story but, kept her mouth shut. Civvies, both of them I'll bet. No clue whatsoever of the reasons behind the non-frat regs.
Suddenly, she wanted nothing more than the mindless waiting in the Infirmary for a post-mission check up. Kym took the 6 bolts out of her pocket and laid them carefully on the floor next to the base. "Here's your bolts. Jaime, you saw where they went. Put them in," she demonstrated the pattern, "1-1, 2-2, then 3-3. Touch 'em once, they snug up. Touch 'em again, they lock tight."
The woman picked up her jacket, "If I don't get a shower and some tea, I'm gonna kill someone. Call me if you really need me."
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Suddenly, she wanted nothing more than the mindless waiting in the Infirmary for a post-mission check up. Kym took the 6 bolts out of her pocket and laid them carefully on the floor next to the base. "Here's your bolts. Jaime, you saw where they went. Put them in," she demonstrated the pattern, "1-1, 2-2, then 3-3. Touch 'em once, they snug up. Touch 'em again, they lock tight."
The woman picked up her jacket, "If I don't get a shower and some tea, I'm gonna kill someone. Call me if you really need me."
<< to Infirmary >>
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