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Lucas winces as Becca pushes.

"If I say it barely hurts will you let me go?"

He'd stumbled in from the storm, trying to do his job and help as many stragglers that were still caught in the storm as possible.

Now he's sitting here, dripping wet and trying to get back out there as soon as Becca says he can. If she says he can.

where: lost and found bar when: after the storm starts who: open (0/2)

everything was too sudden for becca to truly understand. distractions took her attention before she could think; the hurried conversations, the rush of movement, the sudden noise of a hard rainfall on the roof and windows. even her own voice didn't sound right. it felt strained and warbled in her throat when she spoke, still caught by surprise just as she was getting the hang of this place. but her hands are steady on the injured ankle while she feels for irregularities underneath. "it's not a break or tear- that's good. now, i'm going to push on your foot and you let me know when it hurts too much."