"When you feel like quitting think about why you started!"
Kennedy-Leigh McCally
Kennedys browns furrowed as she watched the lad shuffle around, her head slightly cocked as she watched him draw over a chair with his food. At his comment she turned to him and raised a brow, but soon let out a faint chuckle as she shook her head "Skill indeed..." she smirked. Her attention soon back on her hand as Theo continued to examine it, the bloke seemed to agree with her previous statement and her hand was indeed sprained. Which was just great, that's what she needed right now. A busted hand. Well, no more punching walls for a while, or anything else for that matter. "Yeah well, it's my own fault" she shrugged, twisting her hand a little to also have a look. Nothing major apart from the sprain, apart from a few cuts and bruises that is. Gently lowering her hand onto the metal table she let out a huff and moved her neck left to right until it let out a sickening crack, which surprisingly made her sigh in relief. The lasses green gaze wondered onto Theo as he lifted from the seat and began almost running around to fetch stuff in order to help her. Watching with curiosity and interest her eyes remained on the lad for a good few minutes and he motioned to and fro towards the table. Suddenly the lad stopped near fireplace in the back room, boiling some water which was probably going to take a while. So the brunette allowed her gaze to wonder elsewhere whilst she waited.
Firstly her gaze rested on Clark who was laying on the bed sipping her whiskey, Kennedy still seemed to chuckle from when seeing Theo take the drink from her hand. She looked so confused. Continuing to glance at her McCally could tell that she was beginning to get tipsy, maybe even drunk. Sighing a little she shook her head, although she understood it was an addiction. Maybe later she'd try and persuade the lass to give it up for a few hours. Hopefully she'd be successful in getting her to do so. The lasses eyes then fell onto the duo that sat on one of the hospital beds. Ever since finding out that Tonx was expecting Donald seemed very protective over the lass and seemed to fuss over her quite a lot. Which did cause a smile to appear on Kennedys face. She knew that Tonx would love the company, and maybe even getting fussed over - since Donald arrived the twos friendship seemed to grow stronger by the day. Her head tilting as she noticed Tonx was eating, which was great. Since she'd now be eating for two the raven haired lass would need to eat more and of course be fattened up a little as the pregnancy would more than likely drain her. But as usual Kennedy would be by her side through the whole thing. Allowing her gaze to now shift onto Dutch. Kennedy sat with her eyes furrowed for a few minutes watching him, but then a look of sympathy swept across her face. She shouldn't have just blew at him like that, she'd need to apologise sooner rather than later if tension was to be broke. But also she didn't hate him and she didn't want him hating her. However, there was a possibility that the anger expressed today was a build up of all her anger she had held in through the weeks. There wasn't much to say about the dogs, most of them had now gathered in the room and began romping around. One thing that worried Kennedy was Chris, she hadn't spoken to her and has barely seen her since they had returned. Yes, that was something else Kennedy could do. Her and Chris finished on bad terms, something she'd like to change.
Soon enough Kennedy was brought out of her thoughts and her slight daydream by a huge figure standing over her. Looking up she noticed it was Theo, the corners of her lips lifted into a smile as she watched him sit down, her eyes then lowering onto his hands as he placed the last piece of equipment on the table. Looking at the alcohol coated cotton she sighed, this was going to hurt like a bitch. Watching as he prepared the bandages she shot a glance at him, a chuckle brushing past her lips as he seemed to be concentrating quite a lot. Looking back at her hand she watched as he wrapped the bandage around, biting her lip once again as the alcohol caused her cuts to sting. However, now she seemed to take it better than when the cleanser was put on. Once Theo spoke she smiled and lifted her hand, examining it with a blunt expression on her face. Letting out a sigh she looked at the bloke with raised brows and nodded her head "Nice job you've done..." she smiled, sitting back in her seat and letting out a huff "Guess I can no longer give you a cheeky punch eh?" she winked which was followed by a chuckle. Running her right hand through her hair she sat up a little in the seat.
{It's fine, I done that too when hot-wiring the car. Everyone shippin' it, nearly..}
