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"No, no Doctor. But I do have medical combat experience." Idris confessed, eyeing both Harper and then the car. It had better have only been one person, like Harper said, in that car. Though then Harper did something completely unexpected upon Idris. She fumbled with the pistol she had, stuffing it into a fanny pack as she mumbled aloud about how she hadn't known why she'd even grabbed the stupid thing. Hmm. Interesting. And it certainly boded well for Harper and her companion. As Harper finished putting her gun away, Idris herself hesitated before she slid her pistol back into the waistline of her pants. Once she was finished, she perched her hands on her hips. <br/>
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"Alright, then Harper. You may drive your vehicle inside. Please, do me a favor and don't make any sudden movements or bad decisions. Once we're inside, we'll get your friend taken care of and then we can talk. You aren't the only newcomer today, so it looks like I'll be talking to all of you together." Idris finally said and hesitated once more before she turned towards the gate. Though for some reason, she had a good feeling about Harper. Her feelings on the dehydrated stranger in her car were still very unclear. <br/>
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"Gate!" Idris called out, waiting for Elias to swing the heavy thing open. Once he had, Idris walked inside and then halted beside the entrance once she was on the safe side of Havenshire's wall. Glancing over at Elias, she motioned towards the car. <br/>
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"We're going to let them in and then close it behind them. Be on high alert until we feel them and the newcomer Maggie out. This one here is Harper. Says she has a dehydrated person in the car. Think you can get the gate for me while I take them inside?" Idris requested, offering him a small smile.<br/>
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