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*sounds a bit tired and somewhat pained; occasional gunfire/other commotion in the background*
-at's... one more- *there's the sound of the something small falling and clattering to the ground before being picked up again* ...damnit, not now... I'm sorry, but I'm going to be a bit slowed down... my arm... I'm not turning in yet; I just
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Don’t cry. It’s just my arm; the rest of me is fine… I can see one of the cafes very well from here. I will go inside for now…
[OOC: She’s near Café Juliet, just across the street from it and leaning against a streetlight to take a quick breather. Feel free to see her and/or turn this into comment-spam, if you’d like to do that instead of just journal.]
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*background noise of snow crunching as she walks*
The others… my duty… I still need to save them…
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I am going now…I’m already almost to the café that I know is used as a safehouse; it’s just a few more steps from here… I’ll be inside for I don’t know how long that depends on how things go inside…
Are you ok, Mitsuhide? Please be okay…
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I am ANGRY. They broke HER, and her TWIN weeps! I shall KILL KILL EVERY ONE THAT COMES. They will BLEED.
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Inside now… Ok, I’m staying… I’ll stay right here until someone- preferably you since you’ve said the most times to stay- comes for me…
Cruel of them… better angry than mentioning being in pain… Don’t let them get away! …stop them; there’s too many already in the city…
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What's happened? You're injured--Let me look at that!
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It’s not very big… but messy. It hurts. It was from yesterday when I was escorting medical supplies and nurses to a safehouse… I managed to fend them off anyway. It wasn’t this bad… until today; I must have overdone it while trying to move the wounded…
*obediently holds out her right arm. The wound is wrapped by a bloody cloth, and underneath is a nasty gash. There is other blood on her from when she using her body to prop up the injured who could walk along the way, but no other wounds aside from a few scattered bruises*
…most of the blood isn’t mine… it feels disgusting…
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[Megumi directs her towards a waiting, empty bed. She unravels the cloth covering the wound, taking care not to jar the arm, slowly peeling off the patches of the makeshift bandage that had adhered to the wound.]
So signs of infection thus far . . . Good . . .
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*Exhaustion, stress, and pain weren’t good for thinking completely clearly, though she does follow any directions and guidance given. She does try to keep the arm still, but she’s still somewhat tense*
…that’s good…
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