[ Curled up in Bruce's bed, dozing on and off as pain-killers go to work, she's pulled the sheets up to her ears and remains very still in the engulfing warmth of his t-shirt. The communicator lies in a loose fist, turned off after a message was issued to Mako to let him know where she is.
Her make-up has been washed off and the usually bouncy waves in her hair are in disarray. Accompanied by the lumpy satyr legs under the blankets and red eyes, Asami looks a lot less fabulous than usual. ]
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Her make-up has been washed off and the usually bouncy waves in her hair are in disarray. Accompanied by the lumpy satyr legs under the blankets and red eyes, Asami looks a lot less fabulous than usual. ]