![]() Apparently sometime during their battle the psychic had taken an arrow to the shoulder and even though she was an Addams blood loss was still a significant foe, so when the latter all but fell into Enid’s arms after their hug she was a bit worried and may or may not have carried her bridal style to the infirmary, Wednesday’s colorful threats at being touched be damned. ![]() In the past 12 hours she had been beaten, maimed, walked a mile and a half in the woods-naked mind you-and oh yeah speaking of wolfed out ? Something she hasn’t even begun to dissect, which is probably for the best as she is currently sat, new clothes and a shower acquired thanks to Yoko, waiting in the scorched remains of the nurses office waiting for Wednesday to walk out. Enid was tired, no scratch that Enid was exhausted.
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