JUNIPER
you think i'm happy because i'm smiling,
but it's the easiest thing to do
"You would, more's the pity," Juniper said, with mock sorrow for her lost coat. She realized once she spoke that Ianto might not take the joke too well, considering that she could have killed him. Well, too late now. but it's the easiest thing to do
"I know who you are, and I know where you're allowed." As if any of the Fae hadn't heard of Ianto -- by name, at least, even if they couldn't recognize his face. "My name is Juniper."
Realizing she was still holding her bow, Juniper slung it over her back. But even as she moved to help Ianto up, she added, "If you can't walk, I can go get help, but I'd rather not leave you here alone. Are you sure you don't want to take the arrow out and get some kind of padding on the wound first?"
As a hunter, Juniper knew how to get her own arrows out of flesh -- though usually the flesh she removed them from was dead and thus didn't mind being mauled about a little. The thought of doing that to a living man was ... not pleasant. And she didn't have bandages, either, though she supposed some piece of clothing or other could make some makeshift ones.
if you looked a little closer,
you'd find my eyes aren't smiling too.
you'd find my eyes aren't smiling too.
