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[center][h1][color=D61A66]Finley Alestair[/color][/h1]
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[i]Location: Silver Mine[/I][/center]
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It was hard getting Declan out of the mine, especially with Jenna's hurt ankle. She didn't want her help, but she would be stupid to say she could do it alone. For a skinny guy, Declan was a tough carry. Still, they made it out without any more trouble. As they set Declan down, hoping he would be able to catch his breath and wake up, Finley got a decent look at his injuries. Allergies or not, you don't get burns from a mine like that.

Jenna said it best. They had a lot to talk about. [color=D61A66]"You're right, we do. You're not the only one with something to share, but let's make sure this idiot is ok before we spill our guts. Also, wouldn't mind doing so someplace more comfortable. I don't think I ever want to see this mine again."[/color]

She didn't show it, but Declan scared the crap out of her. Whatever was going on, he needed to spill. He came dangerously close to being hurt badly. She would not stand for that.