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badfic_manor2011-09-25 03:19 pm
was_a_hunter) wrote in badfic_manor2011-09-25 03:19 pm
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Mary Winchester | 08 | [Action]
Mary certainly looked like she'd seen better days. Her hair didn't look as well brushed as it usually did...and all signs pointed to the light cast on her right wrist as the reason. She'd keep how it happened to herself, not wanting to put the individual into danger.
Entering the parlor, she was mildly disappointed to find that she couldn't hardly do anything...much less go outside for the duration of this plot. If the monsters got passed the gate, she didn't even think she could hold a hunting knife, much less attack hard enough to even cause a monster to pause. Sinking onto a couch, she sighed softly. The last time she was bored, she'd cooke for the manor. But, Something told her that she couldn't really do that right now.
The upside though? Pain pills. She couldn't really feel the pain in her wrist...or much of anything.
Entering the parlor, she was mildly disappointed to find that she couldn't hardly do anything...much less go outside for the duration of this plot. If the monsters got passed the gate, she didn't even think she could hold a hunting knife, much less attack hard enough to even cause a monster to pause. Sinking onto a couch, she sighed softly. The last time she was bored, she'd cooke for the manor. But, Something told her that she couldn't really do that right now.
The upside though? Pain pills. She couldn't really feel the pain in her wrist...or much of anything.