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Your character has either been injured/sick and had to be taken in (possibly against their will) or has been the one to help somebody like the former. Through the mending process, the two characters in a thread have fallen in love - or at least grown closer and more affectionate.
[Him and his group had just been driving past when they found her lying there, barely alive. And if the leader of their party had a say in the matter they would have left her there for dead. Thankfully both he and the other members had more than enough complaints about that.
It didn't take them long to all set up camp for the night. A fire was made rather quickly and while the others all went out searching to make sure the location was safe and gather supplies to hold them over Goku was left to watch the young girl as she slept and recuperated.
Thankfully they had a rather skilled healer handy, and Hakkai said with time and proper care she'd make a quick recovery. It was just a shame they weren't near any towns. What was a girl like her doing out here in the middle of the mountains?
Goku sat still, watching her, a blanket wrapped around his shoulders as he kept close to the heat of the campfire. Casually wondering who... or what... could have possibly left her like this.]
[Probably the one healing, but I'm open to her being tended to (more likely due to illness than injury), in which case she's definitely not a happy patient.]
(( ooc: Being taken care of or caring for someone else; either work for me! But if he's taking care of you, you'd better be prepared for tough love, punk. ))
[Okay but. Can you really be tough to your adorable little sister who almost drowned and is terribly sickor got dunked and also happens to have a cold??
Clint will have words with May when he finds her, she never scared him, he thought they had, had an understanding... if she was going to cut out, she was going to call him in.
Phil need people in his corner, people who would sass him back, and understand his jokes... Clint had been going through a lot of shit with The Avengers, and helping Pietro with his recovery.
With Barnes back, things where even crazier, though Steve seemed to try and get himself killed a lot less with Buck around... they kind of reminded him of himself and Phil at times and it was a little scary.
But right now he's flipping through a copy of Mad Magazine waiting for Phil to wake up from the attachment process of his new hand and forarm, Tony had build using Barnes' as a model.
Trouble followed Karen around, despite her best efforts to rid herself of it. Of course, what else was expected when she was so strong-headed and often didn't back down just because someone told her to. Like Foggy and Matt for example. They weren't too keen about her putting her foot in the door of something as risky as this. It bothered her not to know everything though, especially when it involved a client who she knew to be innocent.
Which is why she found herself in the situation she was in right now. She had thought herself to be alone, until she felt something snag at her hair. For the briefest of seconds she wasn't sure what it was, until her head was yanked back by her hair and she scrambled to get her mace out with a yelp. Whoever they were, and Karen couldn't see their face in the dark of the night, they were faster than she was. The next thing she knew her head was being bashed against the side of a brick building. Once would've been enough, but they did it again before letting go of her. Slumping against the wall, Karen gasped in pain as they ran off with the paper work she had been collecting.
Her ears were ringing as she awoke. She hadn't even realized she had passed out until she woke up on the ground. The first thing her eyes were able to focus on, for a few seconds, was a garbage pail. It was quiet, which wasn't surprising it was the middle of the night. Breathing heavily as she tried to push herself up right, she got about halfway up before slumping back down again. Her vision swimming as she blindly reached out for her keys where her pepper spray was. She wasn't sure where her attacker was, but it was her best shot at protecting herself if they decided to come back and finish what they started.
She hadn't even thought about the damage it had done to her head until she felt something warm sliding down her face. Reaching up, Karen quickly pulled her hand back with a hiss of pain.
"Shit." She hissed out, struggling to keep her eyes open as she looked at the blood on her hand.
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