Well she didn't seem like she was all that interested in helping him out, but it had to get done so he dropped the towels in his lap and started working on getting her costume off when she finally woke up. Honest, Drew didn't really know what he could say. "Uh..."
Not a great start, but at least he kept his hands to himself while he tried to figure out what words were again. "I'd love to say it's just a flesh wound, but there's just...a lot of blood. We need to get it to stop first." The truth was better, and the more he talked the more confident he became about what he was saying.
Not that it meant he was a medic. He fumbled around for the towel and placed it over where she put her hand. "But yeah, if all those cop shows with gunshot wound victims are accurate at all, seeing where the blood is coming from is probably gonna help with that."
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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: Thu Sep 17, 2015 10:26 pm
[Outside the bar]
Dazs was free, but he also had no idea where within the mall he was. He stood slowly, stiffly. His head was a mess and he spat blood on the floor, shivering from the pain. How.. how was he supposed to get back to the Winchester? Stumbling, he went looking for a mall directory. Maybe he'd make it back before he passed out.
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Character's name: Haagendazs St. Pierre Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: #86 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 15 year old boy. [x]
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 10:27 pm
[outside the bar]
Oy, oy. This can't be happening, right? A bandit attack? This is no effin' Fallout Shelter! One of them are shot and bleed profusely. He ain't no medic, but judging from the amount of blood there's a chance it grazed some vital organ...or worse, an artery.
"Somebody-grab some pepper! Or even tea leaves! It can be used to stop blood!" He panicked, shouting all things that he knew -"And would somebody else checked where the gosh darn heck bandits came in from-there's a chance they opened a hole on the barricade!"
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Character's name: Saul Goodman Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link: Journal Character's survival stats: OK BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER S'all good, man!
Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 10:28 pm
[The Yard]
They were on the retreat, thank God.
Lissa dropped the shattered remains of her beer bottle a few seconds after the sounds of gunfire stopped echoing in her head, letting out a dizzy whoop as she threw her hands in the air. "And stay out, assholes!" She shouted to the retreating mob, the adrenaline starting to go to her head. All that mattered was that they survived. All that mattered was that the bandits were leaving, and the Mall Rats had won.
At least until she remembered the wounded in the bar. "Ah, ********," she muttered under her breath, looking wide-eyed back to the broken windows of the Winchester. For the moment, she stayed outside--it was easier than seeing whatever might be going on indoors. And she totally was going to watch out for stragglers, too. Totes.
Lissa's HP: 44/50
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Character's name: Elizabeth "Lissa" Buckly Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:[Journal] Character's survival stats: [Stats] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Freckly-tan skin, wavy auburn hair, brown eyes, stands at 5' 7" with strong shoulders and a little bit of holdover baby fat on her stomach and thighs. Currently wearing cat ears and doused in more than a little glitter.
Then she turned to Ritsa. "When we heal up, I can show you my living space if ya still need someone to bunk with. Tomorrow we can go search for stuff at Ikea and the like to make it more at home."
The fight made Karou feel victorious. Yeah, she might be sore and injured but she is hapoy she fought back and won.
She didnt sit back to watch others fight for her safety and it felt good to be working with people once again.
To be honest, she had been quite lonely. Without her mother, it was even hard sometimes.
Maybe now it doesnt have to be.
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Character's name: Karou Nila Character's faction: MALL Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: GO HERE BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Average Height Hispanic Young Adult with Dyed Blue Hair and Video Game Apparel
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lurks beneath
Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 10:29 pm
Outside the Bar
"I'm awright!" Rich hollered back to Jeff, having been off grappling with one of the bandits where no one else could see him. The Officer's knuckles were cut and had blood - whose blood, no one was sure - staining them, and he was a little sweaty, but nothing too unusual.
"Anyone need medical attention?" Rich hollered to the group, striding to the entrance of the bar, wiping his knuckles off on his shirt. "Police academy trains ya in basic first aid; can't fix nothin' major, but I can stop the bleedin."
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Character's name: Rich Filth Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:[x] Character's survival stats: [x] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall and built like a Kentucky farmer's son, graying hair and beard. Currently wearing a reindeer cap. [x]
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 10:31 pm
[ The Yard -> Inside the Bar ]
Megan hauled the stool back into the Winchester upside-down, examining the legs. She wasn't sure where she hit the guy before they started running, all she knew was his hands were on his face when he fled. Was that blood there? Maybe just a smudge of dirt. Maybe she broke his cheekbone or something, that'll teach 'em. She flipped it back upright before setting it back down and using it for its intended purpose.
"I think I'm in one piece, or at least mostly one piece," she held up her bleeding arm, both to display the wound and to elevate it and slow the blood flow. Got any hydrogen peroxide behind your bar, Jeff? It'll sting like hell but I'll live."
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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.
Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 10:33 pm
[ Inside the Bar ]
Medical attention! She needed that yes!
Leiah scrambled to her feet, a bit less cautious about where she went now that the raiders were gone, stumbling over to the guy with the raindeer cap, Rich was his name? She pointed to her bruised jaw, trying to form words.
Help?
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Character's name: Leiah Sanderson Character's faction: MALL BBY! Character's journal link:gaia_crown Character's survival stats: emotion_zombie BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERLeiah stands at 5’8 and 130lbs with lightly tanned skin. She’s got brown hair that’s just down to her knees and blue green eyes that are constantly making her look like she’s up to something. She considers herself fit and trim but a bit on the small side, which makes fitting into clothes hard but easy at the same time.
"That sounds like a plan." Ritsa nodded slowly and wrapped one arm around her midsection. As if the action itself could keep her from feeling more physical pain. "I think the first thing we should do is patch up that window the bandits shattered back in the bar. Things might come creeping in there when we don't need them too. Then some sleep and a fresh... well as fresh as possible. Start tomorrow. What do you say?" Ritsa held her free hand out towards the girl.
She hadn't really talked to Karou much less anyone over the course of their first month within the mall. And felt offering her hand would be a good way to start things off on a better foot.
HP 42/50
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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.
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Sorry Chibi, I have to go for now. I'll be back in roughly 8 hours to reply. Gotta keep a strict sleeping schedule. <3
Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 10:37 pm
[The Yard]
Calab was shaking, looking down at his feet. Was he alright? Sort of. Mentally? "I've only k- taken out infected..." It was under his breath.
He turned his attention to Jeff. Curling his hands into fists he replied to the man, "Aa... I am- I will be fine." He should probably stop the bleeding... He was as banged up as the rest of them.
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Character's name: Calab Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:HERE Character's survival stats: #63 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Brown hair, green eyes. He stands at 5'7.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 10:48 pm
[Inside the Bar
Rich took one look at Leiah's jaw and winced, shaking his head sadly. "I can help, but it's gonna hurt like hell. Better grab onto somethin - and don't bite yer tongue."
Rich slid a chair out from a table for the girl to sit in, and told her to lean her head back. "Now, you might jest black out for a li'l while. Don't go blamin' me for it, aw'right? "
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Character's name: Rich Filth Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:[x] Character's survival stats: [x] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall and built like a Kentucky farmer's son, graying hair and beard. Currently wearing a reindeer cap. [x]
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 10:51 pm
Jeff nodded his head appreciatively at Karou, and then Rich, his eyes almost warm. His shades had been lost in the scuffle.
Another bulky guy, also dressed in a teeny tiny uniform-- this one a fire fighter-- came up to inform him of good deeds done earlier.
"I hear some of you did good earlier while I was unaware of the building chaos. I'd like to recognise that the best I can." He walked over to each of them-- G-man, Abby, Leiah, and Drew, to entrust them with extra Arcade Tokens for their heroic acts. "Your bravery is appreciated. The Mall Rats do not soon forget the ones that help their own."
He turned to everyone else. "And that goes for the rest of you, too. We did a good job, driving them off. We'll have to double down on the barriers." Jeff returned to the inside of his bar, fetching bartowels and then some hydrogen peroxide. He perssed a towel into Calab's hands, so that he could at least clean himself up. "We're gonna be fine. After tonight, just six more nights. I myself will be patrolling perimeters and reinforcing them tonight."
He held the bottle out to Megan, but jerked it back at the last second. "This is precious. Use it sparingly, yeah? Till we can get more."
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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.
She didnt care, she just wanted to be able to talk again...Leiah looked around and simply sat down in the chair provided, hanging onto the arms while waiting for Rich to do the healing pain thang. She promised she wouldnt blame him for anything just make the ain go away please? If she passes out, all the better.
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Character's name: Leiah Sanderson Character's faction: MALL BBY! Character's journal link:gaia_crown Character's survival stats: emotion_zombie BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERLeiah stands at 5’8 and 130lbs with lightly tanned skin. She’s got brown hair that’s just down to her knees and blue green eyes that are constantly making her look like she’s up to something. She considers herself fit and trim but a bit on the small side, which makes fitting into clothes hard but easy at the same time.
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Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2015 11:18 pm
Megan winced a little at the warning. "Yeah, I'll use as little as possible. What kind of Asian do you take me for?"
She took the offered bottle and opened it carefully, wadding up the hem of her shirt to soak it with a few drops before capping it and handing it back. She was glad she was sitting on the stool at least, and she didn't have a bullet hole. Only a flesh wound, right? Well, the stuff was going to evaporate, so she gritted her teeth and swiped gingerly at the wound. Ow, ow ow ow ow ow. Ow. OW. Okay, that spot needed more cleaning than anywhere else. Nnnnggghhhhhhh.
It took a few moments, but the wound was... mostly clean. Ideally she'd need a bandage, but hydrogen peroxide was already asking a lot. She'd just have to be careful with it until it scabbed over. It was better than an infection, but it still stung like hell. God damn.
She turned back to Jeff when she'd finished cleaning herself up. "I was on my way here for announcements when hell broke loose, what'd I miss? Someone find more clean clothes?"
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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: Thu Sep 17, 2015 11:20 pm
[The Yard]
Calab took the towel. "Thanks." He didn't seem to have taken any direct hit, thank his lucky stars. His cheek was stinging, along with a few other places. Calab hastily attempted to wipe off most of the blood, gritting his teeth at the burn caused by running the towel over the areas. "Sorry, back there... I was... out of it." It sounded lame hearing it said out-loud. He'd said it though, and he looked away.
"If you want-" He wanted to offer his help, sleep would be harder to come by tonight. He didn't even know where he was sleeping, like most nights, if he was lucky he'd get to the hammock he'd slept in the night before. It wasn't a sure thing though, he'd have to get there first, that meant early. "I guess I should head back inside..." Calab forced himself to start moving. Maybe he should start looking for a place now. Probably. He didn't know what time it was, the sky was always grey. He changed direction at the last moment, heading out into the mall.
[EXIT]
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Character's name: Calab Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:HERE Character's survival stats: #63 BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Brown hair, green eyes. He stands at 5'7.
