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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 28, 2013 22:03:36 GMT -8
Jet was still in the corner, doing his best. Donovan had come out of hiding, and was generally confused by events. Jet- "Grrrr!"
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Post by Dr. Jar on Mar 28, 2013 22:04:06 GMT -8
"TYRONE. I'm here. I'm not a ghost." He grabbed his hand and held it tightly while checking him for bleeding. He was pale and sweating even in the night's cool. He supported himself with his other hand, and felt a sharp pain in it. Were his fingers broken? He wasn't sure. Maybe everything was broken.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 28, 2013 22:08:21 GMT -8
Indeed he was bleeding from a few places, but not profusely. The worst was his breathing. He probably had broken ribs, and a lot more broken than that elsewhere. Tyrone- "Thanks, man. Uh. Yeah, so th' zombie try'n' t' eat me was a narcoleptic, I guess. Hey Kai-to!"
Kaito- "Nn."
Tyrone- "You guys win in thera?"
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Post by Dr. Jar on Mar 28, 2013 22:11:32 GMT -8
"No one helped us...they just died somehow. I don't know why." He puzzles, and holds tightly. "I'll go get a doctor. Kaito.." He looked over Kaito as well, once he was sure that Tyrone was reasonably stable, and didn't have flailchest or something else immediately life-threatening. They did not have much time if that was the case. "I'm hurt, and most of everyone else has bunkered down."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 28, 2013 22:14:19 GMT -8
Tyrone- "Hell, if th' witches are done with us, then I guess we're all good. Send someone out for us when y' can, now."
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Post by Dr. Jar on Mar 28, 2013 22:16:33 GMT -8
"You're stable. I'll call Dr. Bebe..I have to find her." He trudged downstairs, and hoped that she had lived somehow. She had to live.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 28, 2013 23:43:23 GMT -8
Finally, the men were brought in and taken to a temporary triage clinic in Sarah and Nat's room. The patio saw a lot more action that night, as inert zombies were hurled from it, and piles of ectoplasm mopped over the edge.
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