[hr][hr][center][h1][color=D8899B]Mei Qiáo[/color][/h1][img]http://38.media.tumblr.com/831eedf412a514512e0dc548a3f2b35a/tumblr_nnw3ogF61s1ra5f55o2_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][center]Location: Newhope -  Town (Dress Shop)[/center]

The pain sucked. There was no question about it. No matter how often it happened, the pain, without painkillers or being knocked out, was hard. But she grinned and bore it. Or rather, she bit down so hard on the leather she nearly tore through it and bore it. After it was done, she let the dressmaker finish up before she took a look at it. She noted that, while she was not a doctor in any sense, it didn't seem like a haphazard job. It looked fine, almost like she had done so before. It painted the seamstress in a new light.

[color=D8899B]"It looks masterful. Thank you again."[/color] She stood up cautiously, trying not to rip the stitches out. She would have to get it done by a real doctor, but that could wait when she was not being hounded. At least, she assumed she was being hounded. If it were Alliance, she definitely figured they were still after her. Which means the dressmaker could be in trouble. [color=D8899B]"I should be off, but I fear for you. The ones after me may come after you. Is there another way out of here? I don't wish to be found in your shop in any case. I fear it would be bad for you. I would also recommend cleaning up the supplies so not to arouse suspicion."[/color]