Thread: Milenko & Nixie

Rebecca grinned in triumph, after finally provoking a response from him. ??Our people?? she asked coyly, raising an eyebrow. ??Yep?definitely military once upon a time.? she said to no one in particular, a smirk curving onto her lips. ??A little bit of fear never hurt anybody. Infact, more often than not it tends to keep them alive.? she said slowly, mulling it over in her mind as she spoke. ??No the truth of the matter is that politicians are greedy fucks who don??t give two shits while there is still a chance they might gain something. Small guys like you might care but that??s why the small guys get killed.? Rebecca didn??t really know where she was going with this so she just sighed and bowed her head. It really wasn??t a good time to be arguing about the philosophy of war. ??Invasion?you said invasion- is that what it is then?? she said looking back up at him. ??No?you don??t know, do you?? she scoffed. ??Then again, why would they have any need to tell someone like you. You??re just another pawn.? ??Hmm?Samuel O??Neil. Mr O??Neil. Sam.? she shrugged. She had no reason to not believe him, of course there was a very good chance that he would be using a false name to protect his identity but there you go. Rebecca??s head was thumping. ??Hmm, so where are you taking me? Back to your place or just straight to my grave?? she asked, grinning at the cynicism. ??Do me a favour would you? In the inside pocket of my jacket there??s a packet of fags and a lighter?? she trailed off, predicting the answer. Amy didn??t bother moving him over and just kept him on her lap because it made life easier. Her eyes were on the shoulder closest to her, tenderly brushing her fingers over it to determine which way she would need to push. She listened to him speak, marvelling that he could, and noticed his English was quite precise, with a slight accent to it. ??I??m a Soldier- a guard, now even.? she didn??t look away from his shoulder until she had all the information she needed to do what she could. ??My name is Amy.? Then suddenly, without warning, she pushed onto his arm with all her might to pop the bone back into it??s socket, holding onto him tightly. She had seen it done before, it was a painful process and most of the people she had seen doing it distracted their patient as best they could before repairing it. She slid gently out from beneath him and made her way to his other side, keeping a hand on his back just in case he hadn??t the strength to keep himself up. ??Aye, apparently so?? she said with a smirk, glancing at him when he made the comment about her being a woman and not English. ??Transferrred.? she shrugged. ??Not really my choice. That and I??m pretty much useless now.? then she pushed on the second shoulder. This took longer to get in and Amy was glad when it was done. ??Is there anything else that you think is seriously damaged- any other bones?? she asked, casting an eye over him. His bones all seemed to be in shape, although she suspected he had a couple of cracked ribs and it looked like his nose had been broken before but you could never be too careful. With everything done, Amy stood. ??Where are your clothes?? she asked before bending down and sliding a hand under his knees and around his back before she lifted him up, wedding-style. ??And where??s your cell?? she added.