[Oops. Rose should have seen that coming with the way her bff back home acted after healing, but she didn't know the woman was going to do an impressive 6.0 faceplant after that healing.
Kneeling down, Rose poked at the woman's shoulder and shook her a little.]
Hey, hey...
[Nothing. Whelp... that put Rose in an awkward situation of a red dragon working itself back up and probably about to head back into the battle and one passed-out healer. And -that- was when the whole not-her-flight-thing popped into her mind. Not that she really cared, but since she didn't know this woman and didn't know how long she was going to be out, she was left with three options.
One: Drag her back to her own flight and maybe get her killed because these dragons were all racial bastards.
Two: Leave her there and hope no dragon steps on her or some demon eats her.
Three: Deposit her in the lap of one of her own flightmates.
The first two seemed way to likely to lead to this woman's death, and Rose really didn't see any need for her to actually die. After all, she wasn't an evil undead asshole. That left her with option three.
Dhampir were unusually strong, so hoisting the woman up over her shoulders in a fireman's carry, even with her being short like she was, wasn't a problem. And then she set off in search of an unoccupied Redsworn.]
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Kneeling down, Rose poked at the woman's shoulder and shook her a little.]
Hey, hey...
[Nothing. Whelp... that put Rose in an awkward situation of a red dragon working itself back up and probably about to head back into the battle and one passed-out healer. And -that- was when the whole not-her-flight-thing popped into her mind. Not that she really cared, but since she didn't know this woman and didn't know how long she was going to be out, she was left with three options.
One: Drag her back to her own flight and maybe get her killed because these dragons were all racial bastards.
Two: Leave her there and hope no dragon steps on her or some demon eats her.
Three: Deposit her in the lap of one of her own flightmates.
The first two seemed way to likely to lead to this woman's death, and Rose really didn't see any need for her to actually die. After all, she wasn't an evil undead asshole. That left her with option three.
Dhampir were unusually strong, so hoisting the woman up over her shoulders in a fireman's carry, even with her being short like she was, wasn't a problem. And then she set off in search of an unoccupied Redsworn.]