 NeeNee Omniscient Omnipotent Pie Maker
Well, his reflexes haven't been compromised. Cari thought darkly.
Idiot.
She took his wrist and started counting his pulse. A little higher than normal, but most people had higher pulses when they were being taken.
Idi- What?
Marcus had noticed - oh no, he's going to die- wait. a. minute-
For a brief moment all kinds of fantasies fluttered through her brain; tightening her grip on his wrist and twisting his arm, or stepping on his foot, or kicking him in places that were unkind to kick, etc, but she was not supposed to do these things, she was supposed to be professional.
But one teeny tiny slap?
Yes I think so.
SMACK! Her palm connected with his cheek. Okay less tiny...
"Not Funny Marcus!" she bellowed, not foot from his face. "You could be contaminated. You could have DROWNED. You IDIOT!"
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