SHE'S DANCING WITH ANOTHER MAN | O - Joiner/very injured

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; background: url(http://i64.tinypic.com/t9azqs.jpg); width: 195px; height: 300px; padding: 0px; margin-left: -3px][/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 200px; padding: 2.5px; height: 295px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; line-height: 100%; font-size: 8pt; margin-left: -3px; color: #000] I was sleeping on the border, I don't know why I was sleeping but I was. My roleplayer had finished summer school a while ago and finally had time to roleplay so I guess that I was alive again.




    Blood dripped from various injuries that were scattered across my body, a sickly yellow rimming the majority of them, they all looked badly infected but there was one that needed medical attention or, well.., there was a possibility that it could kill me.




    A large section of my front right leg was missing and torn, a shattered piece of bone sticking out of the mess that used to be my leg. It was not infected yet as it was the most recent but there was a big chance that it would get infected quite quickly if it wasn't treated soon.




    I squirmed in my sleep, letting out a loud scream as I accidentally slammed my body against a rock. My eyes shot open, squinting as the light burnt its way into my eyes. I whimpered as pain shot though my body, my bloodshot eyes flicking from side to side as I tried to figure out where I was, or where my brother was, I had gone looking for him when..this happened.




    "B-Bullet.." I murmured, my voice cracking as I strained to speak, unused to having to make any noise other then feral ones. It wasn't to say that I wasn't feral, nope, I was extremely unused to contact of any kind and I couldn't really understand what others said but the short time that I spent with a group of loners had improved my civility greatly.




    "B-BULLET!" Somebody was coming over, I didn't want to die!




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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; border-left: 1px solid palegreen; border-right: 1px solid palegreen;][justify]Someone was shouting bullet. What did that mean? Had someone been shot? Obviously, Side needed to investigate and the vixen quickly turned to bound in the direction. Upon reaching the scene she found a dark colored serval bleeding heavily. "Holy.." she trailed off distractedly, unsure where the word bullet had come from. She'd sort of forgotten Frightfur's nickname and hadn't had too much time to think about it as she was already bounding off to find a medic. "Emptyskies! Loverspaw!" She'd continue this shouting until help came.
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    [hr]side's shout was what drew her towards the scene, but she watched the fox bound off towards the town, shrieking for emptyskies, curt felt somewhat obliged to follow. this.. didn't look good. the sight of the smaller feline, paired with the smell of infected wounds was the last thing curt had wanted to come across. "jesus christ.." she'd suck in a breath through her teeth, hesitating to come any closer to the serval. in such a state, she wasn't sure what would happen should she come close, let alone touch him.



    TAGS 07.08.16

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 370px;font-size:8pt;line-height: 130%;][justify]Nighttales would approach at a desperate scream for 'Bullet', and despite how cryptic it happened to seem, Frightfur's new addition to his alias immediately sprang to mind. Briskly, the Commander would weave his way to the serval's side, fictional brows furrowed as he conjured various cloths to mitigate blood-loss, until one of the medics happened to arrive at Side's call. "By Bullet, you mean Frightfur, right?" He'd inquire, tone calm as he spoke. Now probably wasn't the time to have a leisurely chat, but it would hopefully distract the individual from their current pain, whilst keeping their attention hinged to something.


    / permission to take away pain?


    TAGS 22/07/2016

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; background: url(http://i64.tinypic.com/t9azqs.jpg); width: 195px; height: 300px; padding: 0px; margin-left: -3px][/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 200px; padding: 2.5px; height: 295px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; line-height: 100%; font-size: 8pt; margin-left: -3px; color: #000] I flinched as I heard animals coming over, slowly pushing myself slightly away from them, my bloodied ears flattening against my head. I couldn't hear or see anybody properly due to the fact that claw marks ran over my eyes and my ears were extremely chewed up but I heard something, it was about my brother, I think.




    I listened to the words of one of the animals, giving a pained nod in response. "[b]M-My..B-Brot..brothe-e..bro

    " I seized slightly as I felt something rising in my throat and spat it out, staining the ground with crimson.




    "W-Wan..h-him!" I gasped, panic visible as my breathing quickened and I started shivering, I wanted Bullet.




    "G-Ge..h-him!"




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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -6px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]He... he knew this one. Abet, he wasn't close to any of his boyfriend's brothers, he knew of them, and he knew what they looked like. Safety was similiar to Lucien in appearance, which made it that much easier to recall him. He just hoped that this brother remembered him too... Approaching, the white feline would crouch down, leveling his blue-gold gaze hopefully with the others. Lucien needs you to calm down, please? he'd attempt to murmur gently within the other's mind, tilting his cranium slightly. May I work on you? He'd need Lovers or Empty here to help him- this was perhaps too big for him alone.


    /exact list of injuries, por favor?


    info — updated 08/04

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    Approaching the hectic scene in a state of bewilderment, the kitsune looked from creature to creature until she could piece things together. The guy's brother was Frightfur? She didn't know the dude had a brother. In fact, she didn't know a lot of things about a lot of the Colouredclanners here. Though it was quite sad, she would come to realize that that desire was a rather nosy one, and that she would have to smother her fidgeting curiosity, as much as it irked her. Nonetheless, she'd run off to try to find him, if she could. She wouldn't leave the scene without adding, "He'll be here soon, but I'll look for him anyway!"


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    This was a really, really bad time to be squeamish. And gag- but she had to, a shiver prickling her pelt as she avoided looking at the joiner for a solid moment.




    Ducking beside Lucien, she'd wait for his direction. This was a lot more than she was used to, and she wasn't quite sure where to start.


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    I cringed as somebody came close to me, freezing for a moment before the identity of said animal registered in my mind. I squinted slightly as I stared at them, nodding slightly as he asked to work on me.




    I bristled as I looked at the other animals, my eyes releasing a bright flash of orange light, something that would make them squint and blink a few times. It was something that happened when I was nervous, It was slightly irritating to others but I couldn't help it.




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    As far as her own medical knowledge went, she wasn't sure how anyone could go through so much and still be alive, let alone free from shock. Her training was incomplete, so she'd start with the easy non-infected scratches because she wasn't sure how to judge the infection rate and know what strength to use to combat all of this. There was a lot of blood, but she didn't want to make it even worse with a poor amputation job, so she'd shake and try to figure out what she coyld while Lucien thought.




    (Don't forget to post on the medic request thread for the rest of the team to see, that helps threads where medics are needed get bumped quicker :))


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -6px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]He couldn't keep on waiting on Empty, and eventually, he made up his mind. He would have had Safety moved into the medical area, but that'd take up type, and he was already bleeding enough as is. And on top of that, the rain wasn't here, so now was the prefect time to... operate. He had never had to cut off a leg before, but first times for everything. "Eat this, it'll help your nerves." He didn't bother to add that it'd also make him go to sleep- Lucien figured that'd make everything worse for the male. Towards the infected wounds, he'd assume that the bite marks weren't from rats. He'd move to treat the bite marks, aiming to stop the blood presumably there before placing a poultice of marigold and goldenrod on. He'd treat the ones on Safety's stomach, along with his broken ribs later- he just needed him to go to sleep so he could work on his leg, and everything else, respectively.


    info — updated 08/04