IANTO
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It was actually sort of worse, now that the arrow had been taken out, Ianto growing markedly more pale as he gazed down at the blood soaking his scarf and their hands. ”I’d prefer that to be on the inside,” he mumbled, offering Juniper a lopsided smile and letting out a shaky breath, waiting along with her and hoping against hope that it wasn’t bad when it was time to check.
And then it was time, and Ianto peeked under the scarf with caution. It was still bleeding, but more sluggishly now, and he couldn’t afford to wait any longer without getting someone more medical than the two of them to look at it. ”It will do,” he said. ”I’ll do my best to stay awake, so I don’t shift back while we’re on our way.”
He laughed, but it was a real concern; still, there was no time to lose. Shuddering, the man shrank away and became a fluffy cardinal on the snow, swamped in a bloodied scarf with ruffled feathers. Chirping pitifully, Ianto should at least be easier to carry.
And then it was time, and Ianto peeked under the scarf with caution. It was still bleeding, but more sluggishly now, and he couldn’t afford to wait any longer without getting someone more medical than the two of them to look at it. ”It will do,” he said. ”I’ll do my best to stay awake, so I don’t shift back while we’re on our way.”
He laughed, but it was a real concern; still, there was no time to lose. Shuddering, the man shrank away and became a fluffy cardinal on the snow, swamped in a bloodied scarf with ruffled feathers. Chirping pitifully, Ianto should at least be easier to carry.
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