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[prydeful]

They enter.

That simple, no dramatics, no fanfare, just tired faces. Faith's body is covered in streaks of brown-red, the result of trying to clean off blood without time or water to do it properly, and the rest don't look much better. Dirt, sweat, blood--in some cases their own, in some others', because you can get things cleaned up, bandaged, but the long showers that get it clean in the end, that takes time. There's the scent of violence, smoke, gunpowder, ash, tears, anger, all around them, and they are tired, and dirty, but they're alive, and not hurting too badly.

They enter: Ace, Faith, Kitty, Susannah, Zoe, and the door closes behind them.

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[blue_ajah]

A silent sigh, at Faith's words, and the Aes Sedai nods to indicate that she understands.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith nods back at Moraine, then points at the crowd at the door, leading Max over to Zoe.

"She'll get you there, Max...Zoe, this is Max, he's a healer. Max, this is Zoe, she shoots thigs, but only things that deserve it."

[righthandwoman.livejournal.com]

Zoe glances between Faith and Max.

"Healer, huh? We could use one of those right about now."

[antarianmax.livejournal.com]

"You've got one who'll do the best he can, ma'am," replies Max.

"And I've no argument with shooting things so long as it was deserved, Faith."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

If Faith suspects Zoe's ever shot somebody who might not have deserved it, well, she doesn't say so.

"If you need me at all, Zoe, I'll be around. Right now I'm gonna go tell my man I'm not dead."

[righthandwoman.livejournal.com]

Well...Zoe's never shot anyone she didn't think deserved it.

"You do that," she tells Faith dryly, then turns back to Mal, jerking her head toward the door. "C'mon, then."

[antarianmax.livejournal.com]

"Yes'm."

Smiling softly, Max follows Zoe to awaiting patients.