Too Early for This

Mimora had fallen on the ground. And man did it hurt like a left buttcheek on a stick! She couldn't breathe for a split second and began coughing once she finally could. Ow. that hurt too. Before she could do much else, big strong arms scooped her up and out of the dirt. Moses-Joel had picked her up and began running from the accursed thing. Fine by her. Other people carrying you was the way to travel. She even dozed a little, tired out by the day's events. MJ falling to the ground woke her up, and she just stared up at him for a bit before squirming out of his arms to stand in front of him. "I should be asking you that. You look awful," she replied, detatching a cup from her hip. It was mainly used for her job, but for now, it was clean of blood and safe for normal people to drink from. using her ring for the second time, she filled the cup with water and handed it to the massive man. "Here." mimora the lily of the water