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Post by Annabella Love Nightshade on Jan 14, 2008 6:39:24 GMT 7
"I can do it. I have had to sew my own skin befor I am sure I can do his. All I say is tho you may not want to watch. And I need someone to hold him down so if he wakes up he wont hurt him self or me." Anna looked around at everyone. "Some one that can hold him really well please." Anna knew not too many would be able to watch what she had to do. Nor would they be able to hold him down because of how much pain he would be in.
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Post by Thrif on Jan 14, 2008 6:54:00 GMT 7
Lyric nodded, she was a familiar to the weird and to the gruesome. Oddities were no problem to her and she could stomach a lot without feeling faint so she knew that holding down Chris so that Anna could suture his wound was no problem. She just hoped that Jacob would have the patience to wait. She knelt down near Chris’ front and placed one of her hands gently on his upper arm, and one near his waist. Ready when Anna was ready.
She was familiar with the suturing procedure. Since Chris’ muscle had also been party torn into, she would have to suture that first with the material. If it was the correct suture material she was using, she knew that once the wound had healed, the suture would dissolve into the body by itself with no problems. Once the muscle was sutured, then Anna would need to suture his skin together.
When assisting in an operation, or even a simple procedure like this, thinking about the task at hand seemed to help if you were new to this sort of thing. You never really wanted to look at the big picture, for it would be unpleasant for both yourself and the patient. She had learnt such things from her uncle, who had been a veterinarian. She had worked his reception and once walked in on one of his operations. It had been a dog spay, she recalled...
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Post by Annabella Love Nightshade on Jan 14, 2008 7:07:05 GMT 7
"You go ahead. Leave one of the guys with me and Chris and we will catch up. I have all the materals I need. And even some home made cleaning salution. You go ahead." Anna could catch up no problem. "If we don't catch up we will meet you back at base." Anna didn't want to slow them down.
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Post by Thrif on Jan 14, 2008 7:24:48 GMT 7
As the tank that they were riding in bumped over what she could only guess what was. Lyric knew that this was just a little more important than what some kid had to say to her right now. Jacob could wait a few minutes, this wouldn’t take long. She shook her head, “Wherever these people are taking us, I can sort it out later. I can spare a few minutes.” she spoke, waiting patiently for Anna to start. Chris’hand twitched slightly and he muttered something so she knew that there would only be a matter of time before he woke up. She peeled back one of his eye lids and looked carefully, to see if his pupil would react to light. There wasn’t too much but he wasn’t too far away either.
She then glanced up at the other girl, Saskia with her crushed arm and knew that if they didn’t get to where they were going soon, she’d be having some worse problems too. “We gotta hurry I want to check her too.” her face turned into a look of sympathy for the girl, just lying there. Saskia had had it rough, they all had but she seemed to take it more personally than the rest of them. Perhaps, after all of this madness was over, she would take more time in trying to talk it over with Saskia, find the root of the issue.
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Post by Annabella Love Nightshade on Jan 14, 2008 7:35:21 GMT 7
Anna nodded. She pulled back the cloths from the wound. She grabed a knife and started to pick out the dirt and rocks that where inbeded in it. Anna poured some of the green liquid on his wound. She riped the bottom part of her shirt off and wiped out the wound. As soon as the green liquid hit the wound it stoped bleeding. Anna grabed the clear thread it would desolve in his skin as it healed. She threaded the needle. She made a knot and started on the deeper area of the cut. She payed close attention to what she was doing. Hopeing the guy wouldnt wake up on her. She finished closeing up the inner part of it. All she had left was the outter layer of the wound. Anna poured more of the green salution into the wound. "It will help it heal." Anna had blood, dirt, and filth on her now. Anna started to sew it up. Soon it looked as good as new. Anna tied the thread off and cut it. She put gauze on the top and wraped him up. "All done."
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Post by Thrif on Jan 14, 2008 7:52:56 GMT 7
Lyric looked at the wound. It was a clean enough suture and she, herself was satisfied with it. There would even by minimal scaring by the looks of things.
“Thanks,” she spoke before looking over to Saskia. “Think you can help manage her too?”
She knew that with her arm, she was going to need much higher assistance than what Anna could provide, but they could at least observe her, and figure out what damage there had been.
She had just gotten back to her feet when there was suddenly a lurching of the tank as it shuddered to an abrupt stop and there was yelling outside somewhere. Lyric tripped forwards, nearly landing on Chris as she looked back over to the door of the tank. The confused looks of the other rebels followed her gaze.
“I don’t care! Prove that she’s alive!” came the voice and Lyric recognized it instantly as the door of the tank opened and a tall, gangy guy was pushed inside. “Yeah and screw you too!” he yelled back as the door was shut, leaving the room in darkness again before James walked over to Lyric. “What the hell is going on!?” he asked, not too pleased at all, his voice was raised, but Lyric realized that it wasn’t entirely because of the anger he was feeling.
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Post by Annabella Love Nightshade on Jan 14, 2008 8:03:07 GMT 7
Anna cracked her neck she sat Chris up and tighend the wrap she put on him. She shiverd because she had to rip the bottom part off of her shirt to help him. Anna looked up at James. She just stayed out of what ever was going on. Who ever he wanted to know was alive she didn't know. "Lyric I can help you with her. Just tell me what to do seting broken bones on my self is differnt then doing them to someone else." Anna looked up at the two of them
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Post by Thrif on Jan 14, 2008 8:16:40 GMT 7
The tanks shuddered to a start again and James glanced at Anna briefly before Lyric stood up and spoke to him. “I think we’ve been rescued.” she said clearly. James must have been pretty close to one of the blasts for his hearing to be effected. She hoped it would only be temporary. He must have heard her because his face was clear with shock. “I thought we were gonners for sure...”
Lyric then turned to Anna. I can’t correct the arm...It’s going to have to wait. But can you check on her, make sure that she keeps breathing?
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Post by Annabella Love Nightshade on Jan 14, 2008 8:27:15 GMT 7
Anna nodded and checked on the girl. Anna made a sling out of a rag to keep the girls arm from moveing. "There you go hun. Its the best I can do but something is better then nothing." Anna whisperd to the girl.
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Post by Thrif on Jan 14, 2008 8:45:35 GMT 7
Lyric explained the situation quickly to her brother, not wanting to go so much into it as she herself was still unsure of the details. When the information seemed satisfactory for him, she focused her attention onto Saskia and Anna. “Thank you.” she said gratefully, she wouldn’t of been able to handle it on her own.
She was about to go there when she heard Chris take a deeper intake of breath, she knelt back down, checking his pupils once more.
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“Wa-e –p!” A strange sound reached through the fog that was Chris’ mind. He didn’t recognize the voice, but it seemed insistent on annoying him greatly.
“C’m-n! –ak- p…” One voice. One insistent annoying voice trying to keep him from getting the rest he so desperately craved. He was tired. No, he was exhausted and these voices were trying to keep him wake. If he could just rest for a minute…
“Wake up, Chris!” The voice suddenly threw him back into awareness. He regretted allowing the voice to pull him back immediately. The first thing he was aware of was the biting cold. It spread over his body like a blanket, completely consuming him.
The next thing was pain. His body felt as if it was on fire, and on the right side of his head his head was a persistent throbbing, the cold making it even more pronounced with every heartbeat. He shifted uncomfortably trying to find a less excruciating position but jolts of fiery pain moved throughout his body with the slightest of movements.
“I think he’s waking up! I think…” a distinctly feminine voice spoke.
“Chris, can you hear me? Listen to my voice.” came a more familiar, feminine voice.
“What’d you say?” Chris couldn’t take it anymore. These two were helping his once mildly throbbing headache grow into a full-blown migraine.
“Will you two cut it out…” He was surprised at how pathetic his voice sounded. What he had intended to sound threatening came out rather weak and hoarse. He was a little shamed to admit that it took him longer than it should have to open his eyes.
“Chris!”
“...You hit me...” The memories of what happened came flooding back.
“Open your eyes for me, Chris. Can you do that?” the feminine voice was Lyrics.
Chrus refused to acknowledge the possibility of opening his eyes. He tried his best to look as if he hadn’t heard nor cared about the previous statement. But he opened his eyes anyway, instantly regretting it as Lyric shone a light into his eyes.
After she was done, he took the opportunity to survey the surroundings. There was a hollow sound resonating throughout the room, and it was moving over a terrian, the sound was reverberating off the walls with a steady thump. He wasn’t slightly surprised to find that it was a partly dimmed room, wherever they were.
He then noticed something new. He took in the smells of the area. It was damp, the air was chilled. “Where are we? And why aren’t we dead yet?”
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Post by Annabella Love Nightshade on Jan 14, 2008 9:04:23 GMT 7
Anna looked over at Chris. "Don't move fast. You might rip the stitches." Anna didn't want her handy work to be screwed up. "And if your in pain I can't do anything about that. But you are alive because of your friends here and me stitching you up." Anna looked around the area. She didn't like to take credit but she did help people a lot.
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Post by Thrif on Jan 14, 2008 9:18:55 GMT 7
Chris lifted his shirt carefully and gingerly, he touched the fresh stitches, grimacing as a sharp pain shit up his side. “Thanks.” he spoke, hoisting himself to a sitting position, he lay his head back against the side of the tank.
“So who’s going to fill me in?” he asked, taking a deep breath in, he closed his eyes against the nausea he was now feeling. “What was with the explosion and the screaming and the stabby pain in the belly?”
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Post by Annabella Love Nightshade on Jan 14, 2008 9:21:32 GMT 7
"Dunno ask your friends. They can fill you in better then I can. I just fix I don't pay attention.'' Anna just looked at him and saw him wince. "It will heal faster then normal because of a something I put on them." Anna looked at James. "Are you ok?"
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Post by Thrif on Jan 14, 2008 9:34:18 GMT 7
Dunno ask your friends. They can fill you in better then I can. I just fix I don’t pay attention.’’ Anna just looked at him and saw him wince. “It will heal faster then normal because of a something I put on them.” Anna looked at James. “Are you ok?”
James nearly didn’t hear her as he rubbed his ears, some of the sounds seemed to be coming back to him. “Yeah, I think I am.” he spoke, remembering the course of events leading up to the attack, how they had helped each other to get out, despite their frequent fighting before-hand. “What about you?”
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Post by Annabella Love Nightshade on Jan 14, 2008 9:40:23 GMT 7
"I am ok sore ribs and sore head. I think I broke a rib or brused them. But I will be ok." Anna looked at him. She gave a half smile. Them two have been in hell and back. "Sorry bout earlyer today. Just have to test people." Anna smiled she hasn't smiled for a very long time but she was.
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