Pulling out the package from the safe, Syx moved to kneel by her again, “Shit… that doesn’t look good.”
Scampering over to the Warden’s desk he fished out the first aid kit he knew Daddy kept there. Same place it had always been since he was little. It was hard… not to get lost in nostalgia as long ago as it had been since he’d been in here last.
Returning to Lyn, Syx pulled out the gauze and started handing things to her, “This had best do until we’re out,” with that, he fiddled with the devise and in a moment a fuzzy blur covered his form, “It was my first prototype for invisibility. It’s shit up close but it’s good at a distance. Come on.”
Lyn grumbled unhappily, “Thank ya Captian Fucking-Obvious,” She grumbled, though there wasn’t much heat behind it. She didn’t bother with disinfectant… there wasn’t any time. Instead, she stuffed first one piece of gauze against her wound, packing it in with a low noise of pain that had her breathing shallowly through her nose. Her skin paled a bit more, her eyes closing as she worked at it. She taped it up as best as she could, panting from the effort it took before moving to stand with a low snarling noise, her ears pinned back as she did so. Her tail moved almost dramatically behind her as she forced herself to keep her balance, looking to Syx.
“Right. Good ta know. Lets get tha hell outta here now, yeah?” she urged, licking her dry lips .
“Yeah,” Syx bit his lip, she really didn’t look good. He looped an arm around her and put his shoulder against her to support her weight if she needed it. To hold off any protests, he explained, “We have to touch for it to cover both of us.”
“Come on,” he peeked out the door and slowly edged out, “Stay as quiet as possible, as long as we stick to empty hallways none of the cameras should see us. We get close to the fence and you melt us a hole through it.”
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