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- arya is my little lad,
- but she might totally do just that,
- either way someone is getting punched,
- polly is always super effective,
- poor choices are made by other people,
- she might not feed kylar to nymeria,
- she will look after her little lads,
- taking care of little lads is tough work,
- teaching lads the finer points,
- welp,
- would prefer to quit her day job
❡ 007 spam/video
spam - arya.
[Polly went searching for Arya the moment she had any indication something might be wrong. She didn't panic once she found Arya lying on floor. She simply went down on a knee and gave the girl a few slaps to the face, saying her name. She, of course, didn't stir. So Polly rested her head on the girl's chest to be sure there was still breath and a pulse in her. Both of which she found.]
[She sighed, wishing nothing more than to have Igorina - or even an Igor - around to stitch this up. That would make it certainly easier. The most she can hope is that there's something perhaps that the infirmary can do for her.]
[Polly wasn't keen about having to pick up a severed limb, she did so with a minimal amount of faces and set it on Arya's stomach.]
You're going to have to hold that, [she said, almost a little apologetically before scooping the girl up in her arms.] There's a good lad.
[And without so much fuss, she carried Arya off to the infirmary and sits, waiting for her to regain consciousness.]
video.
[Polly is seated in the infirmary. Of course keeping a close eye on the girl while she's still unconscious.]
It appears someone's gone and decided to remove a limb from my inmate. I think you ought to know I don't take too kindly to those who might even think to hurt any one of my lads regardless of what your intent was.
[Because Polly's smart enough to deduce this wasn't necessarily malicious given that the wound had been cauterized and she was relatively unharmed.]
I'd suggest doing yourself a favor and turning yourself in. Might be that if you do, I might find myself in a better, more forgiving mood.
[Emphasis on the word might.]
[Polly went searching for Arya the moment she had any indication something might be wrong. She didn't panic once she found Arya lying on floor. She simply went down on a knee and gave the girl a few slaps to the face, saying her name. She, of course, didn't stir. So Polly rested her head on the girl's chest to be sure there was still breath and a pulse in her. Both of which she found.]
[She sighed, wishing nothing more than to have Igorina - or even an Igor - around to stitch this up. That would make it certainly easier. The most she can hope is that there's something perhaps that the infirmary can do for her.]
[Polly wasn't keen about having to pick up a severed limb, she did so with a minimal amount of faces and set it on Arya's stomach.]
You're going to have to hold that, [she said, almost a little apologetically before scooping the girl up in her arms.] There's a good lad.
[And without so much fuss, she carried Arya off to the infirmary and sits, waiting for her to regain consciousness.]
video.
[Polly is seated in the infirmary. Of course keeping a close eye on the girl while she's still unconscious.]
It appears someone's gone and decided to remove a limb from my inmate. I think you ought to know I don't take too kindly to those who might even think to hurt any one of my lads regardless of what your intent was.
[Because Polly's smart enough to deduce this wasn't necessarily malicious given that the wound had been cauterized and she was relatively unharmed.]
I'd suggest doing yourself a favor and turning yourself in. Might be that if you do, I might find myself in a better, more forgiving mood.
[Emphasis on the word might.]
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