Some BangaWraith stuff I wrote pt. 1
"Hey, you ok?"
Wraith had stopped walking for the umpteenth time and Bangalore was starting to get worried, about her winning chances that is.
"I'm fine...I just need to rest." Wraith grunted out.
"We're targets out here, we need to find cover."
"Yeah covers, I could use some" she mumbled closing her eyes.
Bangalore gripped her shoulder. Blood soaked her hand and she wondered how she didn't see it until now. She pulled a syringe from her pocket and pulled Wraith into one of the shacks of cascades. Wraith pulled her arm away from her and backed to the door.
"Come here, you're bleeding" Bangalore motioned to the floor below her.
"I'll deal with it on my own." Wraith said, she turned towards the window. No one appeared to be around. Bangalore took the chance to give Wraith a once over. She had a nice figure, Her armor was light enough for her to make out the curve of her chest and the roundness of her butt. Bangalore trailed her eyes up her body and to her tense face.
"What, afraid i'll hurt you?" She chuckled.
"I'm never afraid." Wraith shifted her light blue eyes to Bangalore.
Bangalore pulled a small crate over and sat down.
"Then come here" She motioned to the spot on the floor between her legs.
Wraith hesitated. She didn't like being touched but she wouldn't be able to bandage her wound on her own.
She sat between Bangalore's legs, one leg pulled into herself and the other laying flat on the floor.
"Make it quick." she mumbled.
"Aye aye captain." Bangalore's breath warm on her ear as she spoke.
Bangalore unfolded the bandage and pulled at Wraiths Cape. "Gonna need you to take this off,"
Wraith unbuckled her cape leaving her neck vulnerable. Her breastplate was dented inward on the shoulder area where she was shot.
"This too.”
She mumbled something but took off her breastplate as well. She let out a sigh as her chest seemed to lighten.
Cold fingers graced her neck. Bangalore pulled her shirt down over her shoulder. Blood oozed and she heard Wraith whimper.
"Sorry.”
She stabbed the syringe in and watched as it patched Wraith's skin. Wraith bit her lip as she fought the urge to scream. It partly closed the wound as Bangalore knew it would. They didn't have enough syringes to fully heal her gunshot wound.
Bangalore wrapped the bandage over Wraith's shoulder than under her arm and then started the process again. While doing so her arm accidentally brushed the bottom of her breast.
"Sorry" she flicked her eyes up to see Wraith looking back at her intently.
