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trans_92010-05-09 04:44 pm
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Slow recovery [Open like an open thing]
It had been a while after her fight with Kara and Sofia was still feeling the effects. The small bruise on her lung had healed but her two of her ribs were still broken, and there wasn't much to do for them other than rest. And pain medication. To be honest, she was a little out of it from the medicine, but well enough for any visitors that might happen by the medbay. They would be a most welcome distraction. It wasn't like she could do much of anything here.

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"Holy...!" Irma muttered before entering the room. "Sofia? How did you get here? ...No, asking if you're okay would be pretty stupid right now.
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"So, you mind telling me what got you to fight someone strong enough to get yourself in the infirmary?" she asked.
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"See what happened? I'd say next time think before you act, but in these sorts of situations..." Irma trailed off. She shook her head a bit a smiled. "I know you probably won't accept 'don't worry about it right now', but at the moment, try to relax. If ya want, I can try to keep you company!"
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But when she walks into the Med Bay, she catches no sight of the spirited young girl. Instead, she sees Sofia in one of the Med Bay's beds.
She strides over. "Sofia?" Her eyes flick around and notice how bruised the young woman is. "By Cassandra...what happened to you?"
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"Then I suppose that precog flash I had a while back was true about her being a spoiled little brat, hmm?"
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Nura reaches over to fix Sofia's pillow. "I actually have a plethora of not-nice things to say about Ms. Zor-El, but I think that that would only serve to stir the anger more and we don't want that. Lie back a little, Sweetie. Liiiiiiike that. There. It'll help your ribs heal faster."
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Nura retracts her hands sets them on her hips with an encouraging smile setting her soft, full lips. "If you get some good rest and reccuperate without any stresses whatsoever, then you should be just fine."
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Nura smiles softly and genuinely. "I guess I've been a wanderer for a while since we last talked. Exploring the ship to get a better idea of what exactly it is that I have been forced to have for an abode, if you will..." She teases her hair and twirls a white lock around her forefinger.
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"Are you feeling up to doing some prom work, or do you just want me to hang out and chat? I'm totally fine with either." Ava sits down cross-legged in a chair next to Sofia's bed, setting the things she'd brought on their sides next to her.
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"We've had a bunch of people interested in joining the prom committee, and some chaperons have signed up. The school's principal has said it was okay, and I have no idea why Security would need to get involved, so I think we're fine approval-wise." she said thoughtfully. "Oh, and I found a photographer."
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