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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jan 29, 2010 21:52:21 GMT -5
From the looks of it, Augusta just needed one big bath. Nothing was too serious and it could wait for a bit. However his knee could not. So Kristopher moved Augusta slightly to get both of his legs on the bed and situated. Cracking a knee was easy, just that Augusta's knee could be a bitch sometimes. Too bad Kris didn't know how to do surgery that well or he might of been able to fix it. But he wasn't about to try something so dangerous. Not with Augusta.
" Yeah... I know... but when you lead people to their deaths, it's something that isn't easy to get over..."
"I suppose it's not, but you will have to find a way to work that out yourself." The blond said softly in the nicest way he could but also trying to make a clear point. The blond took hold of the injuried leg and put his hands on the knee. He had to frist feel and figure out which way to snap it and as he did that, he listened to Augusta.
Then, he chuckled, "I thought it was supposed to be a great woman?" He then used the kiss as well as words as a distraction and cracked Augusta's knee back into the proper position. "There." He remarked, massaging the poor knee for the moment. "Back to normal. You really need to find something to use as a brace to get that knee stronger...you know."
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