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       #Post#: 561--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Occupational Hazards
       By: Danger Close Date: January 12, 2014, 5:18 am
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       As Danger was treated to the sound of more gentle singing, and
       the heavenly scent of cooking potatoes, he relaxed back even
       further, letting out a comfortable sigh, on the very verge of
       falling asleep in the warm kitchen, surprisingly comfy where he
       was on the floor.
       His tired expression shifted to a wide grin as Breezy returned
       with the plate of hash-browns, if he had been any happier, his
       tail would have started wagging, and that showed in his
       expression.
       "Oh, sweet! These look Amazing! Thanks, Bree!" He replied,
       beaming, as he accepted the dish with both hands, snapping up
       one of the hash-browns hungrily, his eyes widening in amazed
       appreciation, as he held the plate out to her as an offer to
       take one for herself.
       "How am I? Never felt better, specially after these!" Danger
       replied to her concerned question, his voice gleefully happy, as
       he quickly downed another hash-brown, humming in satisfaction,
       his red eyes closed as he savoured the delicious treat.
       #Post#: 1278--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Occupational Hazards
       By: Breezy Adlark Date: February 13, 2014, 8:10 am
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       Breezy simply smiled gently at Danger's thanks for the food,
       happy that he was so enthusiastic in eating what she provided.
       Just as she turned to begin sweeping up a little bit more, she
       noticed him hand the plate out to her, to which she shook her
       head slightly, feathers swaying a little bit with the gesture.
       "I'm fine, Danger. Besides, after losing so much blood, you need
       the food," she told him, before listening as he said how he was.
       Sighing quietly, she moved back in front of him and shook her
       head again, this time for a different reason. "You might feel
       fine, but I still recommend going to visit a proper hospital, or
       clinic, Danger... You'll be far better off after having a
       professional look you over and treat your wounds properly. Plus,
       they'll be able to change your bandages regularly, unlike me and
       these limited supplies."
       She paused then after hearing noise from one end of the
       workshop, then shrunk back slightly when she saw that it was
       some of the other guard and a medic finally come to see what had
       happened. "What happened here?" one of them asked as they
       approached, his gaze locked onto Breezy as if in suspicion.
       Meekly, she just kept her gaze down and allowed Danger to
       respond instead, knowing he'd be able to explain far better than
       she would, especially with her accented speech. In fact, she
       even cleared her throat slightly to garner attention, before
       saying, "Perhaps I should go now, since the guards are here
       now," still in their native language, and turning to do just
       that.
       #Post#: 1306--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Occupational Hazards
       By: Danger Close Date: February 14, 2014, 10:57 am
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       Although he paused and tilted his head in confusion as Breezy
       refused some of the delicious treats she had made, her words
       were enough to convince him, and he simply shrugged, wriggling
       his fingers and chuckling in anticipation, before he grabbed
       another two hash brown and quickly downed them, scarfing them
       down hungrily, a wide grin on his face, although it faded a
       little as she spoke again.
       "But I really do feel better, and I've Already had a
       professional help me out. Either way, I'm not going to head off
       to a clinic until the guard get here to figure out what went
       down.. And speak of the devils!" Danger replied, smiling, his
       grin widening as he complimented her again on her medical skill,
       before he finished his statement with a shrug, pausing to turn
       his head and grin wider as he realised that the guards posted
       nearby had finally arrived.
       Oblivious to the suspicious glances they gave the other Gryphon,
       Danger smiled and waved a clawed hand at them, sitting up a
       little more to explain the situation, his tone only slightly
       more professional than it had been while he spoke to her.
       "Hey, guys. Had a bit of an accident while finishing up an
       experimental new substance that could revolutionize modern
       demolitions. Bree here heard the blast and came to help, pulled
       the glass and metal bits out, stitched me up, cleaned my wounds
       and all that kinda stuff you guys normally do. Is there some
       kind of commendation we can give her? 'Cause she did some pretty
       good work, probably saved my life." The chocolate-brown gryphon
       commented, gesturing towards Breezy with the hand he had been
       using to wave, as he explained her exploits and how she had
       saved him, a wide smile on his face, clearly eager for the
       beautiful gryphon to see some kind of reward or recognition for
       her assistance.
       Seeing her start to leave, though, he paused, attempting to
       struggle to his feet in order to catch up before she departed,
       only able to sit a little upright, and place a restraining hand
       on her side as she started to move away, speaking to her at the
       same time, using their native tongue, rather than the language
       of the guards who stood by.
       "Leaving already? At least give me some way to thank you
       properly, Bree.. Where do you live?" Danger spoke up, in
       Gryphon, his voice friendly and thankful, as he kept his hand on
       her side, silently marvelling just a little at how silky soft
       her coat felt beneath his fingers.
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