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Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2017 8:31:32 GMT -5
Of course Maddie told them, she shouldn't even be surprised, after all, she has such great friends in Calvin's group. "Whatever she planned to do, she wasn't moving the whole group down there. End of story." She looked at Alex, expecting her to challenge her again. "This is a different world from the outside. I am the leader here, whatever I say, goes. No 'if', 'ands', or 'buts' about it. I may be younger than you, but I deserve the same respect. Not only that but if you plan to join us, y'all need to understand you can't disrespect the people in charge of certain fields here. And I'm assuming you would have learned that in your BMT Alex." She moved on though before Alex could say anything. "So I don't want to hear your sarcastic comments, or one used to just to get on my nerves. Save it for someone who cares." Belle glanced around the room, expecting someone to protest, but when nothing happened, she sat down in her leather chair. Belle got out a couple pieces of lined paper and a pen. She jotted down not the names of these people but 'Newcomer 1', 'Newcomer 2', and 'Newcomer 3'. Followed by a series of bullet points for questions and answers. "Now we move onto the fun part."
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 9, 2017 8:37:35 GMT -5
Alex just gave her a blank look. 'You'll earn my respect, Belle.' She calmly said. 'That doesn't mean to say I won't follow you- I know very well that you're in charge.' She closed her eyes and looked away. 'Anyone is better than him.' She mumbled, fear seeping into her voice as she spoke, her hands trembling slightly as she stroked Sasha for comfort, taking a few deep breaths to calm herself down. 'Fun part?' She finally asked, looking at her. Russell tilted his head, now slumped against the wall, blood dripping down his arm, the bandage soaked through. He was staying alert for now.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2017 8:41:05 GMT -5
Belle was about to explain, but then she saw the bandage of the person she labeled Newcomer 3 as was soaked through. She stood from her seat and made her way to her door, not looking at any of them. "Stay here." She told them simply before going down to the medical ward. She went to where Rolf's office was located and impatiently knocked on his door.
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Jan 9, 2017 19:48:24 GMT -5
(Prepare for a large post from me~ Also quick note Javier is gonna be my 'Jesus' type character so prepare for his to randomly disappear.) Javier stayed silent the whole time watching Belle slightly though his gaze turned as he felt more like a background character at the moment. He crossed his arms not in annoyance, or anything just merely as it was the most comfortable stance at the moment. Really Javier didn't care to much about any of this he had no plans on joining this new group he had a group of his own a few towns over which he fully planned on returning to. He had a girl he was dating, and friends back there this little side mission was just to see if Steven was alive, and was willing to come back with him. If he wasn't well Javier would leave within the next few days. That was all implying he was here that is, this woman wasn't very helpful at all. In fact he had to say so far Calvin was more welcoming though at the same time it wasn't Calvin's choice instead it had been that cute doctor girl, another thing Calvin's group had that this one didn't so far. He watched the woman leave, and eyed the other two for a moment. "Aidos." He commented to them once the leader was gone. He didn't like this little situation at the moment. So with that he simply exited the office looking around for a moment before heading up a few stairs. Steven had been into photography, and Javier knew the club room so he was hoping he find his step-brother there. It wasn't hard either since he went to this school, in fact it only took a few minutes before he reached the room. He opened the door hoping to find Steven, but instead all he found was a broken camera, half used drugs, and a half filled bottle of whiskey. "Well." Javier mumbled entering the room, and shutting the door.
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Amber was sitting in her office in the medical ward which was really just a desk in the ward nothing special. She bit the tip of her finger for a moment as she looked over the supplies she had given out recently. She was making a list, this way inventory was always kept up to date. While she did this the red head was humming a light tone that she had come up with herself back when she was in choir. "Burning flowers in desolate land all around me~" She sang slowly before seeing Belle go up to Rolf office. She debated on saying something, but chose to instead just keep to herself until Steven came into the ward.
"Amber fixer up please." Steven greeted as he went right up to Amber's desk taking off his shirt, and turning around revealing a dart. "One of the guys dared me." He laughed despite the apocalypse he still did dumb stuff with the other students it was a way to keep entertainment alive in this world. He was kind of like his father in this way.
Amber looked at him sighing as she gripped the dart that was in his right shoulder blade. "This could have paralyzed you idiot." She commented sighing again once he laughed at her comment. Her eyes went to his arm for a moment noticing that he must have found as he would call em goodies. "If you overdose I'm voting we let you die." She said coldly as her thin pale hands gripped the dart, and she ripped it out of his back watching the blood flow down.
"Hey at least I'd die happy." Steven commented then bit his lip slightly as the dart was ripped out of his back. He waited as Amber placed a patch of his wound, and he patted her head. "Thank you Amam." He laughed using his pet name for his child hood friend though his hand was swatted away, and he was commanded to leave quickly which he obliged.
"Man I hate that idiot." Amber sighed sitting back down grabbing a pencil to mark down the bandage she had used on Steven as gone. "What a waste." She tsked as she slowly went back to humming her song looking up to see if Rolf, and Belle were still around.
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Steven soon returned to his own little world as he opened the door to his area just to see Javier waiting for him. "Yo mi amigo!" He joked his spanish step-brother clearly not amused as he was staring at the drugs. "No, no, no don't you f****** dare Javi-" Steven was about to comment, but Javier quickly tossed the drugs out the window that was still unrepaired from when Steven tossed his bat out the window. Which for the first time caused Steven to throw his fist in a real punch however Javier quickly grabbed his hand, and pushed it so Steven was in a choke hold.
"Your mother would be ashamed." Javier sighed he wasn't angry just disappointed in his voice. "Good to see you're ali-...." He stopped as he looked at Steven's missing arm for a moment. "... Well kinda of alive." He laughed as he pushed Steven forward knowing the man wouldn't attack anymore.
"I'd say the same for you, but uh, you tossed my goods out.... So go die." Steven darkly joked though he put a hand on Javier's shoulder clearly glad his step-brother was alive. The two then caught up in their stories of how Steven lost his arm, and how Javier been doing. Then came up Javier question. "I'm good here Javier, have fun." Steven replied the two talked for about thirty minutes before they gave a brotherly hug, and Javier disappeared out the window climbing his way down clearly not wanting to stick around.
(I did this cause Javier isn't suppose to replace Steven now. Javier gonna go back to his old crew, but Calvin's gonna burn it down at some point.)
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Calvin at this current moment in time was locked in a weird scene. Two swords met each other, real swords causing the sound of steel to clash together. "Good." A female voice commented as she went for another attack which Calvin went to block, but the woman moved behind him, and kicked the back of his leg hard causing a loud nasty sound to go off.
"F************************!" Calvin yelled as he fall down gripping his left leg as he continued to cuss the girl looked at him in shock bending down to help, but was quickly told off. "Get outta my sight before I punish you!" He growled Calvin wasn't one to just hurt people with mistakes like this well at least not today he had been in a mildly good mood. "I think she f****** broke it god dammit!" He hissed at this point all the students were running to go get Fang, or Eris as they'd want to be the one who helped the leader in hopes of a reward. Calvin crawled over to a wall sitting up as he looked at his leg which was bent forward.... too forward clearly the girl broke the bone. "F*** f*** f***!" He continued the pain was pretty bad. Sighing he placed his hands over his leg. "One..... f*** me.... Two.... Dammit.... ONE!" He yelled, and pushed the bone down in hopes of popping it back into place for now. "HOLY S*** F***!" He yelled his eyes wide in shock from the pain though he heard the sound of the bone getting back into place. However he wasn't a doctor, but he was sure it wasn't just fixed. This was made clear by the fact that when he tried to stand on it he fall back down as it was clearly done.
(I wanted Calvin's trademark weapon to be a cane~)
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 9, 2017 20:02:40 GMT -5
'Not going anywhere, hon.' Alex said, watching Belle leave. She then watched Javier get up and also leave, quietly wishing him farewell, and good luck. down one. What's that now? Six? ...six. she confirmed, playing with the name tag on Sasha's collar.
Rolf jumped half out of his skin at the knock on his door; he'd been asleep for once, and was feeling no motivation whatsoever to do anything. Very slowly and tiredly he pulled on a black hoodie, then ran a hand through his hair and opened the door to see Belle. The bags under his eyes were darker than usual, his eyes themselves seemingly void of his usual kindness, simply empty of most emotion. 'Yes?' He asked, even his voice sounding exhausted. 'Someone need emergency attention?' He guessed, mumbling under his breath as he grabbed his neatest first aid kit. ---
An amused snort came from nearby as Eris saw the leaders position, pulling her skirts about her so she wouldn't trip as she strode determinedly over to him. 'Get off me, already.' She said to a student who had been leading her and nervously holding her arm to hide. She shrugged him off and knelt beside Calvin, coldly ignoring any pain he might be in to feel around the bone and the leg. 'Well, well...' she murmured. 'This is certainly a predicament.' She curiously tapped her chin as she thought of what to do, before smiling and standing. 'Can a few of you go get a bed sheet, please?' She asked sweetly, watching them scurry away. A while later the people returned. 'Alright- lay it out beside Calvin, and I'm going to need four of you to lift him for me to get him to the infirmary.' She held Calvin's side. 'I suggest you clench your jaw so you don't bite your tongue off.' She said, before holding his bad leg and quickly rolling him onto the sheet. Once done, she dusted off her hands and stood, shaking out her dress. 'Alright, let's go.' The students nervously took a corner each and began to carefully carry him back to the school. Once done, Eris ordered he be put onto a bed, then shooed out the students. Humming pleasantly as she worked, she found morphine and injected him, then wandered around for a while. She eventually came back with two long pieces of wood, and plenty of bandages. 'Unfortunately I can't make you a cast.' She told him, pulling his leg to ensure it was definitely set properly, before placing the wood either side of it. 'So this will have to do.' She began to wrap his leg very tightly between the planks of wood, which would help stabilise the bone and offer at least a little relief for him to walk on it. 'You may need some aid with walking however; I can see if I can hunt you down a cane?' She purred, looking up at him with a sweet smile.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 9, 2017 20:09:00 GMT -5
((It's up to you, haha. We're still open, so ))
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Jan 9, 2017 20:14:42 GMT -5
(Last post for tonight~)
Calvin stayed silent while he was carried to the bed, well aside from a few cuss words here, and there. He wasn't in a talking mood in the current moment still getting used to the bone being popped into place, he was surprised he had the balls to do it really. When Eris had attempted to give him morphine he looked at her. "Don't wait that s*** on me." He ordered he didn't need it, all he need was a bottle of whiskey. As she put the wood in place he cussed a bit, though he didn't fidget instead he dealt with the pain there was a lot of things you could call Calvin, but a whimp wasn't one. "A cane, huh?" He sighed to himself that would work the part that annoyed him the most was he was gonna be crippled for months maybe longer since they didn't have all the needed supplies to completely fix it. Who knows maybe the cane could become his trademark weapon he'd be looking for. "You're are damn sure my favorite medical, don't give a s*** about pain." He laughed he wouldn't lie there was a slight masochist in the man though he was clearly more sadistic when it came down to it. He pushed himself forward after a bit so he was sitting up. Once he was given a cane he had no plans on babying himself by staying here. He was a leader, and a weak leader wasn't a good leader.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 9, 2017 20:24:27 GMT -5
Her lips twitches with amusement at his pain. 'I'm touched.' She said, only slight sarcasm in her tone as she already knew which buttons to press with Calvin, and which ones not to; Eris learned fast, and it was her way of surviving. It had always been her way. 'I'll see if I can't get you something you can fight with as well.' She curiously said, walking away and talking to herself under her breath, something about a sword.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2017 21:15:23 GMT -5
Belle noticed how tired Rolf looked, she had been so caught up in her own work (and assumed Rolf would take care of himself) that she didn't notice how exhausted he has been as of late. "Oh, you okay Rolf? I can get another doctor to help me out if you would prefer." She offered, trying to be considerate of his physical state. He looked like he was about to drop at any moment.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 10, 2017 2:32:44 GMT -5
A look of relief flickered across his expression, and he silently nodded, handing her the medical kit and pointing. 'Amber should be able to handle whatever it is you need doing, she's just over there.' He said softly, pointing so Belle could see her. 'Thanks.' He added, rubbing his eyes with the palm of his hand, before quietly closing the door and moving back to his bed, collapsing onto the mattress and curling up immediately under the sheets with a sigh.
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Jan 10, 2017 5:06:43 GMT -5
Calvin watched her calmly for a few moments before pushing himself so his feet were just mere inches away from the ground. He gritted his teeth slightly regretting turning down the morphine, but he wasn't a fan of the stuff so he would deal with his choice. "A cane, huh?" He laughed to himself not expecting Eris to be back yet. It would work well in any fights since most would assume he'd be handicap which he was, but after a few months he could use it for a ploy to get the upper hand in a fight. Hell it might not be the coolest thing, but it would be one hell of a trademark weapon. A cane wielding chancellor, all he needed was to get used to his leg. Which brought him to the subject of pushing himself off the bed leaning all his weight on his none broken leg. He waited to move about as he knew the moment he put weight on his broken leg he'd fall down so he'd wait for Eris to return. However that didn't mean he couldn't test the waters a bit.
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Amber looked up hearing her name being spoken smiling slightly she walked over to Belle. "I can probably handle whatever it is." She commented being raised in a family who owed a hospital made her quite knowledgeable about most wounds. "Unless they need brain surgery, or open heart I can do it." She added her arm on her waist. For the past few weeks she had been doing nothing of importance so this was a change of pace. Besides small wounds most people went to Rolf so Amber was hoping for something a bit more challenging then pulling a dart out of someone's back.
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don't hold me accountable for any characters i created when i was 16
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Post by rat on Jan 10, 2017 5:10:40 GMT -5
Finished! Tell me if I need to add/change anything!
Katzu - Tori Ambrose - 19 -
Tori is reasonably tall, standing at 5’8”, with a slim, lithe build. Her skin is perfectly tanned and her neon blue hair tumbles down her back in waves and a few curls. Her eyes are a deep violet with blue flecks, and they shine when she’s happy or contented. She has a few curves which give her a perfect body, and underneath her smooth skin her muscles are strong, especially her arms from hours of archery. Tori is reasonably friendly, but doesn’t warm up to people easily. Being the oldest archer, she feels responsible for the rest of the archers, so if one of them gets hurt she feels like it’s her fault. She definitely isn’t a social butterfly and prefers to stick with two or three friends, and is very quiet and doesn’t input much in large conversations, unless the topic interests her. When the zombie apocalypse started, she wasn’t used to being a leader, or someone others looked up to or asked for help, and she was originally a runner because it meant she was in a large group of people that would be focussed on something important so would hopefully ignore her, but she was very skilled with a bow so she became an archer. - Archer -
She has a pet parakeet called Coin which managed escape from his cage and find his way to the school.
Katzu - Tabitha Baker - 14 -
Tabitha is an average sized fourteen year old girl with light brown hair that falls to her mid back and soft, friendly hazel eyes. Her skin is lightly tanned and she has no scars or freckles, but a tiny tattoo of a silver tabby cat curled around a rose sits on her collarbone. She has curves, but not enough to boast about, and she doesn't really care about them anyway. Her clothes consist of a grey shirt with cats all over it, a pair of black sweat pants and a teal hoodie, she usually has bare feet, but she has a pair of white sneakers which she barely ever wears. She has a sweet British accent and a great sense of humour, and she often tells jokes and does silly impressions of people to make her patients laugh and feel better. She’s very likeable, and has a soft, gentle smile that immediately fills anyone who sees it with warmth and a sense of being welcomed. She treats everyone with respect, no matter how old they are, unless they are rude to her. Tabitha is extremely loyal and protective of her friends, so you can mess with her all you want, but if you mess with her friends you have a death wish. - Medic (Assistant, probably) -
N/A
Katzu - Ferret Steele (Ferret is her nickname, everyone has pretty much forgotten her real one) - 17 -
Ferret is pretty small for a seventeen year old, with a very light, petite build, which she used to get teased for, but when the apocalypse started, she found it was a great thing to have as it allowed her to hide in small places others her age couldn’t. She has dirty blond hair down past her hips, which gets tangled easily, so she usually keeps it in a long french plait. Her eyes are greyish-blue, but they seem to change colour, but always keep their shade in the blue colour chart. A tattoo of a ferret sits on her right shoulder, usually hidden by her jacket, which lead to her nickname, along with the fact she is sneaky and sly, a bit of a trickster, and can be very playful when she wants to. She is quite agile and stealthy, rather than fast, strong and flexible, so she prefers to climb, rather than run, to escape danger. - Hunter -
She has a female Ferret called Gem, who sits on her shoulders or followers her around, and is more of a companion than a pet.
Katzu - Solaine Deviant - 18-
Solaine is tall and pretty. Her native American ancestry, an American father and a French mother have given her long, silky black hair that falls to her hips, browned skin that looks like a perfect tan, slim arms and legs and soft, hazel eyes. But don't be fooled by her sweet, beautiful outside. Underneath her smooth, brown skin her muscles and strong and hard from wielding a huge mallet that she used as a weapon, and running for her life for the last few years. She is agile and a good climber, but her left leg was injured badly when she was a young child, so she isn't a super fast runner. Her good leg is stronger than a normal leg because she has to use it more than the other and it makes up for her left legs weakness. She is quite light for her age, so she has practiced scaling small was, drainpipes and other climbable things so she's very skilled with those sorts of things, which gives her an option for escaping that isn't running. Since she lives on the run and has never stayed in one place for very long, she only has one pair of clothes; a dark teal cowl top and a black leather jacket with black, brown and green camo leggings with a sturdy brown belt and black converses. She hasn't got any tattoo. Solaine is brutally honest and not afraid to get in trouble. If she does something wrong she'll own up to it, but only if her deed is discovered and someone asks her if it was her. But she lives in the present and deliberately forgets her past, so don't remind her of past mistakes or she'll either give you the finger and walk off or hit you with a heavy, blunt object. She's pretty resilient and stubborn, and can stand high levels of pain before she finally gives in. She won't hesitate to injure or kill anyone that threatens her, but that doesn't mean she enjoys killing because she actually doesn't like to, but she's hostile and wary of strangers, and her hard life has taught her that you can never be too careful. She's an expert in sarcasm, dry humor and always has an insult up her sleeve, and often seems cruel and harsh. She tends to have huge mood swings, one minute being quiet and friendly, the next threatening to bash your head in with her mallet. She has a kind of soft side, but it went into hiding when the disease spread around and her family was killed, so who knows who may bring it out again? Solaine is always prepared for anything, and afraid of almost nothing. Although she's uncaring and does crazy things sometimes, she's a loyal friend and wouldn't betray her friend for anything, even under the threat of death, so you can mess with her all you want, but don't mess with her friends or she will be after you. She has a soft spot for animals and animals seem to have a soft spot for her, and she prefers the company of wild creatures to humans. Some people say she's mentally unstable, due to the fact that she goes crazy when she's fighting and isn't afraid of death, but she isn't. Just don't let her get her hand on a chainsaw. - Rogue -
She has a pet, a grey, cream and orange patched female cat with golden/green eyes called Ember. She has had Ember since she was a kitten so has trained her to come to her call and always stay close to her.
Katzu - Jack Williams - 18-
Jack is tall, standing at 6’0”, with dark tanned skin and a tattoo of a lion surrounded by poison ivy, sitting on his upper right arm. Jack has a jawline that could cut diamonds and a small stubble on his chin that stretches along his jaw and stops at his hairline. He has black hair that is usually just a mess, unless he bothers to comb it. His face almost always wears a smirk. His dark blue eyes are to die for, and he has attracted many girls, but he’s always either used them to get what he wants or ignored them entirely until they gave up. Jack isn’t arrogant, as his facial expression suggests, but he is more quiet and reserved, only speaking up when need be. He has a tendency to back out of a conversation entirely or just stop listening altogether if he isn’t interested. He can be extremely flirtatious at times. - Rogue -
He is teamed up with Solaine and they work together to survive.
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Jan 10, 2017 5:16:01 GMT -5
(Welcome aboard Katzu~)
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 10, 2017 5:26:05 GMT -5
((Heyo, these forms all look great except for the ranks; The enforcer role is part of group one, and the archer is group two And you can either be a healer, group one, or a medic, group two: the separate names were to make a clear divide between the groups. The rogues are fab however and if you'd like they can join my rogue group which is slowly coming together, with Maddie as the (unofficial) leader of it Otherwise, welcome to the thread! ^.^ x))
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 10, 2017 5:34:51 GMT -5
((No problem!!!))
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Post by Deleted on Jan 10, 2017 8:15:27 GMT -5
Belle nodded to Rolf when he said thank you, as if to acknowledge this. Amber must have heard her name because she came out of where she was on cue. Belle gave a small smile, as she wasn't really in the mood to act very happy. She was too busy trying to figure out what to do with the newcomers. "Hey, I need you take care of what looks like a bullet wound on a newcomer." Belle would have given more details on what she would want her to do in case of some circumstance but she didn't feel like wasting time. "Let's go, I don't trust new people." Belle turned to the direction of her office and walked with swiftness. She didn't like having three strangers in her office alone. They could steal the things she has in there, or look through her papers, and report back to Calvin or whoever they may or may not work for.
Belle arrived at her office with Amber in tow and was surprised to see only two people instead of three. "Where's the other one?" She asked, her voice not hiding the suspicion she felt. Belle went to her desk and started looking through the drawers making sure all of her paper work was there. It was, which confused her. She looked to Alex, "Where did he go?" She repeated.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 10, 2017 8:16:19 GMT -5
{ rat welcome aboard the TWDish express}
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 10, 2017 8:36:49 GMT -5
'Left to find Steven.' Alex replied. 'Think he mentioned that he was his half-brother?' She sat back, continuing to fiddle with Sasha's collar. 'It wasn't any of my business, and I highly doubted he'd get away with much considering the amount of people in this base, so...' She shrugged and looked over at Belle.
Russell was now sitting down, wincing and trying to stay awake, his breathing deep, but steady. Alex glanced at Amber. 'He got knifed, it's pretty deep; I tried to patch it up but he's just bled through, so I assume he'll need stitches.' She calmly explained, since Russell currently didn't seem capable.
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Post by Sabby The Caddy on Jan 10, 2017 14:52:48 GMT -5
Amber simply nodded as Belle spoke a bullet wound shouldn't be that hard to fix as long as it didn't hit a vital. Upon reaching the office Amber looked at the newcomers freezing for a moment as Russell as she had to take another glance. "R-R-RUSSELL L'Ange!?" She questioned clearly in disbelief a rockstar was in her sights right now however she quickly shook her head noticing he was the one wounded, and she tossed her first aid kit down listening to the other newcomer. "Oh a knife, that's easy." She stated calmly as she looked at where the wound was. "Here I was expecting a bullet wound." She mumbled slightly as she moved over to Russell opening the kit. Grabbing his right arm she eyed the wound slightly before grabbing disinfectant. "This is gonna sting." She stated as she poured the disinfectant onto a cloth pad, and placed it on his arm applying some pressure. She then grabbed her stitching kit, and threaded the needle. "Uh, once again this is gonna hurt." Amber stated as she inserted the thread into the skin, and begin stitching unlike all the other medics Amber wasn't fond of drugging patients as she figured the pain tolerance would help in the future. Upon finishing she grabbed bandages, and wrapped the arm quite tightly in the white cloth. "That should do it." She nodded taking a step back. "How's it feel?" She inquired.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 14, 2017 15:48:56 GMT -5
Russell had initially jumped as she'd exclaimed her recognition of him, and hid offered her a sheepish grin. When she'd begun to treat his wound and then sew it, he took it like a pro with a gritted jaw and a nerve jumping in it as he strained to not move or flinch away from the pain, his muscles taut in his arm as she patched him up. When she was done he slowly relaxed, but couldn't help but look irritated at the angry throbbing and the distressed red flesh surrounding the wound as he examined it. 'Thanks.' He mumbled, not really understanding why she'd chosen to sew it without even offering him painkillers.
((Sorry for absence 3:))
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2017 15:55:24 GMT -5
Belle narrowed her eyes in Alex's direction but kept her tone level as she spoke to Amber. "Go check on Steven will you? Ask him if he's seen anything. Maybe his half-brother already found him." She took off her hat and set it on the desk. She rand her hands through her hair before sighing and picking up the pen again. Belle did not cross out 'Newcomer 3' yet because he may still be in the building. She merely set it to the side and then jotted down the date. Belle had been keeping track since the outbreak, figuring it might be important at some point. As for the time, she wasn't sure.
"Back to the fun part." She declared to the two remaining Newcomers. "What are your names given at birth?" She asked as she jotted a few things down on the paper.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2017 10:05:51 GMT -5
{Bump }
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 15, 2017 10:17:09 GMT -5
'Why at birth?' Alex asked, tilting her head. 'What if I don't feel comfortable with my birth name?' Russell laughed quietly. 'Russell L'Ange.' Alex rolled her eyes. 'Alexandria Marcia Nadia Lykos.' She said, an Italian accent sliding into her voice as she spoke her name. She tapped her fingers on the chair, avoiding the surprised looks she was receiving. Yes, she had a long name; yes, this was why she went by Alex; and yes, she would gut the person who called her by her full name.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2017 11:59:07 GMT -5
Belle didn't answer her question, they weren't allowed to ask any, it was her turn right now. She wrote down their names as they said them, they were overall easy to spell, but we're definitely names she didn't hear often. "...okay." She said as she finished writing down what she needed to. Belle looked up at the two of them again. "Age?" She asked, meaning how old were they. It may seem like a pointless questionnaire, but it was indeed very important to Belle for the safety of the group.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 15, 2017 12:08:59 GMT -5
'I'm 23.' Russell said, examining the wound on his arm, feeling an urge already to pick at the stitches but resisting. '37.' Alex responded, curiously watching Belle as she wrote down their answers, wondering why she needed to know. Alex already knew she'd be one of the oldest people here; she didn't really mind. She was fit enough to keep up, if not overtake most of them if needed be. In all honesty, Alex would just prefer to slide into a teacher role. It was what she felt most comfortable with: she wouldn't mind just helping take care of the kids and teaching them to defend themselves out there.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2017 12:32:25 GMT -5
Belle nodded slowly as she wrote, thinking things over way too much than she needed to. Of course, she did that often. It was quite a habit of her's. "How many groups have you been with? This one does not count." She told the two of them without looking up, as she was trying to prepare her next couple questions and wrote down notes next to their previous answers.
{Sorry, it's short (>o<)}
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 15, 2017 12:57:04 GMT -5
'Just the one, with Calvin.' Alex replied, examining her nails, no longer being argumentative, simply contending herself with answering. 'Two; first one was my band, but they were killed. Second one decided to knife me and steal my stuff before legging it.' Russell grumbled, cupping the wound on his arm. Alex smiled at him sympathetically.
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