It was awkward accepting tokens while on his knees, still fussing over Rebecca and her GSW, but he did the best he could and nodded his thanks and took his tokens from Jeff before going back to what he was doing.
"Cauterizing?" he asked, an obviously doubtful look on his face. He hadn't thought to do that though now that he was thinking of it...yeah, he saw them do that on 300, except with a heated sword blade over a chopped off limb. Drew visibly winced. Thankfully someone else suggested stitching, which worked better and seemed less brutal, in a way.
"We'd probably need to get the bullet out before any of that, though?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 6:38 pm
"Will do," Jeff said to G-man, watching him go. "Come back and find us if you need a hand."
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"Right," he replied with a grimace, and went back behind his bar (again) for a pair of metal pliars, and lit them up with a zippo lighter, sterilizing them the best he could until the metal glowed a little. He poured a bit of Jim Beam over the tip, and turned back to face poor Becky, unbuckling his belt. It was the nicest thing in his whole ensemble, part of his old clothes, real leather. Jeff settled it between her teeth.
"This is gonna get ugly, sweetheart. Close your eyes and count with me. I'll start on three. One, tw--" Jeff poured whiskey over her wound, and dug, prying for the metal with his tool.
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Character's name: jeff Character's faction: mall - assistant Character's journal link:here Character's survival stats: JeffView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERJeff the Bartender is tall and sturdy, wearing aviators and, in fact, an entire police get up indoors... A sexypolice get up. It's seen better days, sure. There's blood stains here and there, and some bits are frayed. Especially at the shoulders, because boy, the gun show has been brought.
Lease took one look at the tools in Jeff's hand and realized what he was about to do. She instantly looked away and tried not to squirm. Oh please Rebecca, don't scream...
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 7:23 pm
With a grim face, Guy re-entered the Winchester in a much quieter fashion than before. His He-Man costume now had bright splashes of sticky red war paint scattered haphazardly across his body. Guy flicked a smeared t-shirt up and over his shoulder as he holstered his machete, muttering darkly about how the bandits forced him to break his preferred weapon of choice.
"The supplies are saaaaaholy s**t!" Guy abandoned the counter as soon as he realized what was going on, rushing over to Becky's side to help hold her down for Jeff to do his thing. "What's the plan? Either of you medical trained?" He asked, looking at Andrew and Lease nearby.
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Character's name: Guy Riley Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: Here, #59 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A guy with several piercings and tattoos, except his tattoos are covered up with a He-Man costume. Despite the apocalypse, he's still sporting yellow contacts that make his eyes look like tiny bats.
Ritsa nodded gratefully and rose to follow Karou. If she was lucky it would prove a safe semi comfortable place. "Thank you Karou." Ritsa spoke as she followed though there was really nothing for the woman to grab up since there was little she considered valuable. "How did you end up in the mall in the first place, I never really did get a chance to ask you that."
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Character's name: Ritsa Tiblon Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: GO Ritsa TiblonView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Slender build, Auburn hair that has been tied back into two separate braids reaching down to her hips. And blue eyes. She stands about 5'1''.
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 8:17 pm
[INSIDE THE BAR]
Rebecca didn't have much to contribute on the subject of her own injuries. It hurt, and her attention kept wandering back to how much blood seemed to be coming out of her. She felt like a patient on an operating table right now, with the doctors arguing over her. The longer they waited, the fainter she felt.
"Get it out," she kept repeating, voice cracking with pain and fear. She didn't even sound like herself, gasping and crying like this. It was like she was hearing someone else using her voice against her. Guy held her down and she kept shaking. The belt muffled the ragged breathing, sparing Lease the tortured sounds for all of half a minute.
Rebecca's hands, both still slick with blood, groped wildly for something to cling to. Lease's hand in her right, and Drew's in her left. Her fingers worked their way into their hands until she was clutching them like her life depended on it.
One.
Two.
Th-
She bit down hard on the leather belt and screamed behind her teeth.
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Character's name: Rebecca Fong Character's faction: Mall - Assistant Character's journal link:here Character's survival stats: RebeccaView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Looks like my avatar basically. Sometimes puts a grim reaper cloak on instead when going outside on missions.
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 8:24 pm
What Jeff was about to do certainly didn't look pretty, but yeah. He'd seen it on TV before, and he did his best to not blanch at the idea of having someone dig for a bullet inside of him. He helped Guy hold her down with one hand, while the other he let her hold so she had something to hold onto when the worst happened.
"I'm not," he answered grimly when Guy posed the question. "Unless you count a s**t-ton of cop shows and medical dramas 'training'. I'm not clueless though--"
He stopped talking when Jeff poured the alcohol, and as he watched the man dig into her for that damned piece of metal he clenched his jaw. He didn't even notice the pain in his hand from her death grip, and the screams...it'd probably keep him up tonight.
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Character's name: Andrew "Drew" Hale Character's faction: Mall
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Medium build, 6'1" and a lean 159lbs. He sports light skin (that's more prone to tanning but he can still get sunburns if he's not careful), chestnut brown hair that he keeps short and only haphazardly styled, and light, hazel-brown eyes.
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 8:30 pm
Yes, she was being spared at least the horrifying screams that could accompany getting a bullet dug out of your skin without the aid of anesthesia. Well, for the most part, because they still sounded terrible and haunting even with the muffle of the belt. Lease wanted to turn away like the wuss she was finding out herself to be, but it was a little hard with her hand being crushed. It hurt a lot, but rightfully so.
Again, she wasn't getting a bullet taken out of her. "Same as him," she wheezed out. Don't throw up, don't throw up. "Usually I would youtube things..."
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Character's name: Annalise (Lease) Lapointe Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:bloop Character's survival stats: bloop BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 16, female, short and a little overweight. Probably looks disgruntled.
"If field experience counts," Jeff said mildly, his eyes shadowed, pulling the crinkled metal from her bleeding wound, "I've plenty, though it's been a while." Operation Friction had been a while ago. He felt his age, sometimes, and right now was one of those times. But the bullet was out, and he smoothed back some of Rebecca's hair with a tired grin. "You're gonna be fine, kid."
Jeff jerked his head at Drew.
"Can you grab me that bar towel over there, and that open bottle of whiskey? Sterilize it for me?"
He was holding his palm over it right now, keeping pressure on it. "Cauterizing her is a bad idea, at this point. Thank ******** they missed her god damned intestines, and her kidneys for that matter. She got awful lucky you guys got to her fast. My head's-- it's not on so straight sometimes. You'll have to bear with me."
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 8:54 pm
He watched as Jeff finally pulled the sucker out of her, and only then did the pain in his hand start to register. He glanced down, hoping to see at least some sort of relief on Becky's face before the instructions came to him. Carefully he let her hand go, and got up to go do just that.
His hands were shaking a little, and one was numb, so he dropped the bottle he got his hands on. "********.." he hissed, but eventually managed to get the towel sterilized with the whiskey bottle he didn't drop. Drew hurried back and handed him the towel.
"Sorry, here..."
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Character's name: Andrew "Drew" Hale Character's faction: Mall
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Medium build, 6'1" and a lean 159lbs. He sports light skin (that's more prone to tanning but he can still get sunburns if he's not careful), chestnut brown hair that he keeps short and only haphazardly styled, and light, hazel-brown eyes.
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Megan figured everyone was still busy with the more pressing medical needs, but she had no real expertise in that area and... well, the remaining wounds were bullet-related. She was about to go seek out her information elsewhere when her radio crackled to life with a message.
Oh. OH.
She hopped off her chair and beelined for Jeff, nudging him lightly on the arm. "Got a radio message, might give us an edge in case this happens again."
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Character's name: Megan Lam Character's faction: District 4 (Mall) Character's journal link: [here] Character's survival stats: Megan Lam (View) BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Little 5' Chinese girl. You can't really tell how old she is; she looks like she's 17, but all Asians look 17 until they're like 60 so that isn't a very good measure. Wearing a ratty Splatoon T-shirt and sweatpants, and some runners that might have been white a month ago.
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 9:29 pm
"Thanks," he said, emphatic, and pressed it to Becky's side-- and it was her side, not the center of her abdomen proper. She might pull through the night yet. "Just sit tight, Becky," he said to Rebecca, even though she was feverish and out of it. "Don't move too much, yeah?"
The scouting girl came back, and she had messages. Eagerly, he leaned forward, hungry for the knowledge. "Do tell, kid. I'm all ears."
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Character's name: jeff Character's faction: mall - assistant Character's journal link:here Character's survival stats: JeffView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERJeff the Bartender is tall and sturdy, wearing aviators and, in fact, an entire police get up indoors... A sexypolice get up. It's seen better days, sure. There's blood stains here and there, and some bits are frayed. Especially at the shoulders, because boy, the gun show has been brought.
“Two messages,” she talked fast, holding up two fingers as she went. Time was of the essence here. “First, we need to get someone to Junkyard with a red herring and quick. There’s a weapon in it for the first person to get there. Second, I’m told something’s going down tomorrow. Password is “LEGACY” and there’s a key item, but the reception cut out before they could say. I’ll keep an ear out for it, but that’s all I got for now.”
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Character's name: Megan Lam Character's faction: District 4 (Mall) Character's journal link: [here] [ b]Character's survival stats: Megan Lam (View) BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Little 5' Chinese girl. You can't really tell how old she is; she looks like she's 17, but all Asians look 17 until they're like 60 so that isn't a very good measure. Wearing a ratty Splatoon T-shirt and sweatpants, and some runners that might have been white a month ago.
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 9:36 pm
[ENTERING] Gretel had prepared a lot of things, she made a mask, re-inforced an entrance and secured her place to sleep. She also changed her hat, a cute ducky one she found when she headed back to The Winchester. She had been left for a while and if anything happened, she won't want to miss it -
- She groaned softly, pressing against her head as she opened her eyes. The last thing she saw was a group of masked people running towards her way and she black-out. The headache followed was annoying, she slightly frowned and asked, "Someone...anyone tells me what happened?"
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Character's name: Gretel Sweet Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:HERE Character's survival stats: GO BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: 23, Grey eyes, short hair dyed in silver grey and wearing a pair of lavender colored frame. Don't ask about Hansel :/ (currently in THIS, only the hat.)[ LOOK LIKE THIS ]
Jeff narrowed his eyes. "Interesting," he said. "We can get the word out. Not sure if any of us have seen preserved ones anywhere. Do the candies count? The Dealers are particular kids."
As for the second part? Even more worrying.
"Yikes. That can't be good. Things going down like that spells bad news for us. We better keep close, for intruders and traitors alike." Jeff pulled away, and used his belt to tie down the cloth around Rebecca's waist, holding it in place. It'd do.
Gretel, the poor thing, looked exhausted, and the rest of everyone looked like they could use an update too.
"Glad to see you in one piece, Gretel. I would give you a handshake, but." His hands were bloody, and his aviators were gone. He looked tired. It was easy to tell, sometimes, how very old he was; mid-forties. "Sorry about your head."
Jeff turned to face everyone.
"What happened was there was a breach. Bandits got in, caused some ruckus. Our defenses did take a hit. Rebecca has been shot, but we've removed the bullet and I can only hope she'll be fine. She's lost some blood but it's nicked no major organs, so far as I can see. Some of our people did get taken and shot and if there are specific people still missing-- I know G-man went off looking for Dasz-- and you want help, let me know. We can help you out. The good news is that Guy has confirmed that our supplies are mostly fine."
He cleared his throat.
"But clearly, we are in need of some better situations, here. I'd like to get a makeshift infirmary room set up, and that means at least getting a place to rest for patients, and that means foraging into IKEA for bedstuffs, and maybe braving the pharmacy to see if they've got any goods."
He jabbed a thumb outside. "And it might not be bad to make a map while we're at it. There's one right outside the bar, and we've got sharpies-- we can mark what's safe and what's not. What I need is volunteers and good people to do any of this."
The OoC
You have unlocked two new locations/activities, besides the mall in general! This will be added to the front page, woo!
"Infirmary": Daniadown has become this! Once it gets converted, anyway. It needs a bit of work, and it's up to you guys to do it. How? Try and fill it with supplies by rationing your own and pooling them (ICly)-- it's up to you!
Mapping: Time to explore the various stores-- found in the faction info list!-- and mark down if they're safe or not. You can either observe them, or go into them, etc!
Just be sure you tag the top of your post with your location when you do choose to do either of these!
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Character's name: jeff Character's faction: mall - assistant Character's journal link:here Character's survival stats: JeffView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERJeff the Bartender is tall and sturdy, wearing aviators and, in fact, an entire police get up indoors... A sexypolice get up. It's seen better days, sure. There's blood stains here and there, and some bits are frayed. Especially at the shoulders, because boy, the gun show has been brought.
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