"God, El, haven't you knocked out enough people by now to know what to do?" Seeing Eladoriel's uncomprehending look, Menelien said quickly "scratch that. Make sure she isn't too badly hurt, find a couch, somewhere, put her ono it, leave her. She'll come 'round soon enough. If she is badly hurt, you'll take her with you." "But... how about you?" "Oh... I have to get ready to present the award I have to" Menelien lied quickly. She didn't need to get ready... she'd do it spontaneously... she dashed off, leaving a slightly helpless looking Eladoriel with the unconsious girl.
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"Glue... very powerful stuff."
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