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 Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 9:48 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 9:54 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 10:04 am
3nodding yes
"Hm? Say did you hear that?" Elle asked looking up from filing her nails. "Hear what?" I asked looking at her puzzled "Why do I get the feeling we are missing something?" Elle and I both said simultaneously
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 10:16 am
Raine watched the shop go down in flames, "What happened?!" She asked with wide eyes.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 10:29 am
eek The shop didn't burn down...did it?
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 10:39 am
"Special is knocked out. Ace, are you okay?" asked Emmma, the tone in her voice indicating worry.
"Do you need help?"
No...
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 11:46 am
Ace laughed, cold and mirthless, "Me? I'm not the one can't walk. Tina was in the shop. Here."
Ace slapped her cane into Emmma's hand.
"Go find her and get her to reset that leg. I'll find Special and Laura."
sad Sorry if my posts are short....
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 11:50 am
Lolokay.
"Thank you, Ace." said Emmma, and meant it.
"For everything."
With that she walked off, in Tina's direction.
Emmma didn't really have a lot of friends.
Her past...yeah, let's not get into that.
Dashing was more or less the only one who looked after her. Who cared. Who was a friend.
And then the robots took over...and friendship wasn't first on the list of necesarities, so to say.
Survival was important, and Emmm did what she had to do.
Mercilessly.
And now, in the midst of everything, she had found more friends.
She had found people who, if not care, didn't want to hurt her or see her hurt. That was good enough for her.
And she cared about them all.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 12:03 pm
Breaking the silence; "I think we should see what happened." I suggested opening my eyes to the real world.
"Tch, what happened?" Elle asked sounded slightly amused. Being as I was far enough in the back of the shop glass didn't get to me. "I don't know, it looks like a bomb went off." I said standing and seeing emmmahy walking towards me slightly limping.
"Are you ok?" I asked offering a hand
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 12:09 pm
"I'm gonna be fine..." she panted sitting down.
Walking was a pain.
"Ace sent me here...can you reset my leg?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 12:19 pm
"A dislocation?" I asked squatting down. "I don't know anything about that." I added
Suddenly as if by instinct I grabbed Emmmahy's inner calf with my left hand and her outer thigh with my right and with a fast, expert tug and a push I heard a 'pop'.
"What the....er...are you ok now?" I asked puzzled
stare Right I just went back and read that you broke your leg.... neutral Can it have been dislocated?
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 12:24 pm
Okay ^^
"Thank you." smiled Emmma.
"But how on earth don't you know anything about it, you just fixed me!"
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 12:31 pm
smile Thanks
"I'd like to know that myself...Sis got any ideas?" I asked looking to the side. "I'm unsure. Maybe it's like how we knew how to fly that hovercraft. A latent memory...If I'm not mistaken when a person gets amnesia there is a chance they won't loose any skills, such as reading a foreign language or in our case a martial art." Elle informed me. "So, one of us had medical training before we lost our memories?" I asked looking at my hands. "Maybe. Unless there's a third persona in here that hasn't made them self present yet." said Elle.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 12:36 pm
"I think so, but my medical knowledge is...unexistand." she chuckled.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 5:14 pm
Ace didn't feel the glass still embedded in her skin, nor the dull ache of her still broken shoulder. She barely felt the ground beneath her feet as she stumbled through her shop, stepping over masses of items that had been knocked over in the explosion.
She would have to rearrange them all later. A task so daunting Ace quickly banished the thought from her mind, leaving an all but comforting emptiness, which she chose not to fill.
Beneath a window, one of the closest to the explosion, she found Special unconscious, bleeding profusely.
"Dammit." Ace hissed as she clumsily turned Special over onto her back.
Conveniently, an old army-issue first aid kit was in the pile near by. Ace grabbed the bandages, a needle and thread, but thought twice and set the later back. Knowing Special's vanity and the hideous scars sewing her wounds would leave, Ace opted for an alternative.
Spinning a dial around the "iris" of her mechanical eye, Ace turned down the laser to a low enough key where it would simply cauterize the lacerations.
Her word was quick and efficient, and in minutes Special bled no more; however, her face was still deathly pale and her breathing shallow. Taking in the pool of blood beneath her, Ace deduced that Special's blood loss would still kill her unless she received a transfusion. Unfortunately she had no knowledge of the younger girl's blood type, but it so happened that Ace, herself was O-, the universal donor type.
The army pack was equipped with an almost two-way IV tube, for such situations as this. Ace quickly tore the hem of her dress to make a tourniquet, then connected both her and Special to the device. It took a little bit of Ace clenching and un-clenching her fist, but soon her blood began to flow into Special.
With nausea building, Ace was forced to look away only sparing glances to check that she had found the veins correctly, and that the color was returning to Special's face.
((Holy crap that's a long one.))
((EDIT: I have no real medical knowledge, so bear with me. I saw something like this on LOST))
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