"Well seems like we gotta move on then... Fucking Traitor scum. See that is why you gotta interrogate everyone before letting them in.... Anyway talking won't get us anywhere. I hope the Sarge still lives and comes back soon, we have to move ASAP." Andreas commented, growling in between his words from the pain of his leg. He didn't even want to know how horrible it was, they had to move on and he rather would do suicide than be the cause that the Sarge and others couldn't get away. Survival of the Group had priority.
"REX I NEED YOUR HELP. WE GOT WOUNDED WITH A BULLET THROUGH THE JUGLLER ARTERY. I GOT HER PATCHED UP BUT I NEED YOU TO CHECK AND SEE IF SEE WILL LIVE!. Jackie yelled through the bunker. she kept holding down the bandage wounded areas to make sure she dint bleed out. She then began praying while holding it down.
''I-'' her words were faint now. She felt tired, she just needed to sleep. ''I'm sorry. She took me off guard.'' OOC: It was a las shot, so it would have scorched the skin. It only clipped her, else it probably would have cauterised it too.
Brick half jumped over to Jen's side, growling throatily as he crouched. "Right here Jen, right here....just save your strength alright? Jackie here is gonna take good care of ya. " Craning his neck he looked up to the ceiling a moment before looking back down managing a far less grim expression. OOC: For some reason it won't fix the bold no matter what I do And the default color is set to grey for some reason...
Rex cursed as he pulled out his surgical kit, gloves coming on with practiced speed. "Nurse, if you'd plea- Shit! Apply pressure, we'll.. Get this fixed." The medic dropped the bedside manner and comfort as his gloves were quickly covered in blood and he started trying to find both ends of the severed carotid. In a hospital's ICU this would still have proved catastrophic, but that didn't stop Rex from giving his damndest, as impossible as it might prove. "Brick, my spare kit. Should be something there to ease her pain while I work." He spared just a second to flick his head at the kit strapped to his leg. Then he really got to work.
OOC: Use the bbc code editor (the magnifying glass top right). Delete anything that is in front of ''brick half'' and after ''reason...''. Using the eraser (top left) should do that for you. & Jen gripped Brick's arm hard for a moment, before her grip faded. Her eyes rolled up and her lids closed over them.
-still passed out and bleeding on the floor.- OOC: It's okay, I didn't mind dying down here, it's actually quite comfortable lying in an ever growing pool of blood because unlike the rest of you guys, it's not like I just survived a grenade explosion and being rag dolled into a wall.
++Scavengers++ A loud explosion rocked the ground, again. This time the light from it could be seen, and it emanated from the tunnel which led down in to the bunker. ''The was definitely close to the bunker,'' Bruce said. ''Come on, we've gotta move faster.'' ++Bunker++ ''It's clear outside, if they had friends then they've gone already,'' Alexis said, returning to the group.
AS jackie let rex take control of the surgery she could now see Jonah was now bleeding out it dint look as bad as Jens. "Dammit Rex I need to go help Jonah.Brick dont worry Rex should be able to take care of jens better then i can." Jackie then ran over to Jonah and got a idea. She then began taking him into cover just incase any of the gun man still lived She then pulled him besides jens and began working on him.
-Begins to groan in his unconsciousness as Jackie works on his body. He mutters a single word over and over again as his mind goes into conflict...certain memories being brought back to the surface that he had long tried to keep suppressed- "Talio" ("Retribution") -As Jonah mouths the word, his body goes limp as froth begins to foam from his mouth, his pulse begins to weaken as the word is continuously repeated. His body continues to spasm as if possessed, the only part of his body that doesn't seem to be moving is his right arm, marked with an Aquila and the words "Tueri et Servite" (To Protect and Serve) the motto of the Magistratum...the Imperiums dreaded secret police-
