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After Marth's bath was finished, Joseph took Marth on his shoulder and walked out the door towards the cafetorium for some good food. "You know, getting you cleaned made me feel hungry." He said to Marth. He got himself a chicken ceaser salad.

Diah frowns but doesn't take her eyes off her current patient. Since he was able to talk before falling, honestly. Her class C rescuing training told her she was still in the right. Check the closest one to you. Asses, quick treat and then continue on before treating to full extent where you start from worst to less fatal. From the look of things she was the only one here with at least some medical training. But she was missing something ok, Don't get mad, stay calm and focused. What do you need? Help. "Right!" Looking at Vince she remembers his cell and his knowledge of the school. "Vince, call 911 or get a teacher here. Come back and tell me when you've done this ok? Will you do it?" When he nods she continues on. When she finds no abnormalities in Lily's spine, she relaxes slightly. The girl just got a good conk in the head and was out. When she woke she'd diagnose again. She suspected Lily's arms were going to be sore, but since the girl wasn't awake to tell her... Looking up she looks over at Lola and with a plea in her eyes asks, "can you hold her head steady and when she wake up, tell me. And tell her not to move?"

((Hideyyo... mind chilling for a bit? stare Like really. If you know first aid, or even physics, you should know you can't exactly splice yourself into 2 parts to treat everyone at a time. Also having my character jump across Lily and over to the door where you are is not only unpractical, but stupid when it comes to an incident like this. My goodness man, have some patience!! I've moved this post along as fast as i could since, well lets see, I JUST RPED 3 PPL WHO AREN'T MY CHARS TO ACCOMMODATE YOU! Since I do want to have this rp work and keep going. Also, things will probably be slow since IT'S THANKSGIVING WEEKEND!! and if you couldn't tell, I'm not too impressed with you. Your attitude makes me kinda not want to rp with your char. I know i'm ranting a bit here, but I've been trying to keep quiet about my annoyance for a long time and this kinda pushes the line.))

((glad to know I'm not the only one then...))

Waving the apologizing girl to calm down and help, it takes Diah a few moments to realize lily was awake until the weight of Lily's head shifts against her hands. "Whoa there, lay back down and relax ok? Don't move. You took a bad spill. Can you tell me your name and where you are?" She asks again, in her mind she knew she had to be quick she could smell the metallic tang of blood somewhere and it wasn't coming from Lily. Wouldn't it just suck, a death on the first day of school. Great start to a new year and school. Oh yeah!

"Let's see......I'm Lily, and I'm guessing that I'm still in the cafeteria." she answered. "Thank you for your help, but I'm feeling better." She then turned towards the one who was apologizing. "Don't worry about it. It was an accident after all; it wasn't your fault. I need to be a bit more observant." she added, giving a small laugh. Then she wrinkled her nose. "Why do I smell blood-oh goodness! What happened to him?" she said, finally noticing the one lying beside her. "Again, I seriously need to be more observant." she sighed.

((One of my friends is Canadian.....))

(( Cya Eeve! Don't rush yourself! ))

Vincent stared. Then he stared some more. Then, he stared again. 'What just happened?' he thought. "Call 911, Vincent!" Diah called to him, and it took him five seconds to register the thought. He nodded, and pulled out his phone again. Three beeps, followed by another beep, and the pending phone call beeps came.

Beeeeep.

Beeeeep.

"Hello, this is Fire Station 09. What is the problem?"

"There's a kid down at St. Harper High with a bleeding skull, presumably cracked. We're in the cafeteria," he stated. He had tried not to make his voice sound shaky. He was, after all, a hemophobiac. Thus, the reason he never fit in with the emo children at school.

"We're on our way, sir. The ambulance will be arriving as soon as possible. Please be patient." The phone call ended. Vincent was still freaking out a little, and decided to stay away from the injured boy, lest he faint on top of him. It also wouldn't look good for his reputation.

He, after all, had an image to hold up to.

Sitting in a nearby chair, he closed his eyes, wove his hands together, and put them on top of his head, trying not to remember the pool of blood. "They'll be here as soon a possible," he said, his voice a bit shaky.

((I'm liking how you guys are playing out the year. *applaudes*))

Garrett was floating down the stairs the very moment the paramedics appeared at the school. They came out with a stretcher, and pulled it up the disabled ramp up the school. They wheeled it up to the cafeteria, and carefully picked up Garrett. They laid his head on there, and started to run an IV so he can get blood inside him. A bag of blood completed the set, O+. They wheeled it back down the steps, and carefully put him inside the ambulance. Garrett floated through the door of the ambulance, looking down at his bleeding body.