shot guns and fruit [closed]

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Characters: Sakura Haruno, Nathan McNiell, Gabe Weller [CLOSED]
Setting/Location: District 1
Date & Time: Day 0, Evening
Warnings: Blood
Summary: McNiell doesn't trust Sakura. Sakura insists. McNiell offers bleeding friend. Fun ensues!

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[dislimb]

McNeill was doing pretty well, all things considered. Well, physically. Mentally, on the other hand, he was suffering. Occasional flickers of hallucinations plagued him, but he worked his way through it. He had to, if he was going to meet up with someone he didn't know.

He had managed to get himself standing up, rather than sitting down, and as hard of a feat that was, he didn't plan on moving far. He wasn't used to the idea of missing a hand yet, so the idea of doing anything strenuous was out of the question. Not until Sakura met up with him.

And Weller, for that matter. He was worried, that much was obvious on his face. Even has he's looking around for the apparent medic. His luck was turning for the better, it seemed.

When he catches sight of a girl walking down the street, he can't be sure if it's her or not. After all, he had no idea what she looked like. Still, he watched, clutching at the jagged wound that was once his arm.

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Lucky for McNiell then wasn't it, that it did happen to be Sakura. Pink hair, glaring red shirt and all. She might even have walked right past him if she hadn't noticed the missing appendage. That alone made her veer off her current course and trot right up.

"Nathan McNiell?" She asked, just a little tentatively, glancing from his face to his arm. Shit, he could use some medical help too. "Are you alright? Your arm..."

But wait--! "I haven't found your friend yet..."

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McNeill blinked a few times as the girl made a practical beeline for him, tensing briefly. He was still so jumpy from all that had happened, even if she didn't look threatening in the least. Well, in comparison to what he experienced, at any rate.

He looks down at her and an gives a brief smile, nodding. "That'd be me. You must be Sakura." Obviously...

McNeill gives a parting glance to his arm and then back over at Sakura, rolling his left shoulder. "It's.. well, it's cauterized. I'm not bleeding out. It's really just a pain and infection issue at this point."

Oh, right. Weller. "That's all right. It won't be hard to find him. He's not hard to miss." He offers a chuckle.

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Sakura looked as harmless as a Kindergartner. With pink hair. Don't let it fool you, however. But they can think about that later.

"I'm going to take a look at it the minute I'm done with your friend, alright? I can at least get it cleaned up with less chance of infection.

"Now. Lets go find your friend." She paused in her turn, glancing back at him.

"Can you walk okay? If you need a boost of energy, 'lemme know."

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He nods, shifting a little on his feet. "Sounds good to me. He's the one with the open wound, after all."

At her concern, McNeill just laughs a little. Sounds a bit forced, but that might be him just working through the pain.

"I think I'll manage..." 'Boost of energy,' though? He doesn't bother asking about that. He assumes it's drugs, something to inject into the RIG, but he doesn't remark. Just starts up walking, albeit at a slow pace.

"He should be nearby. He sounded close to me when I spoke to him."

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"Just let me know." She says in the end, offering a little half smile before turning and trailing off in the next direction of 'distressed'. She'd thought it would be easy to pinpoint at first, but when there were tons of new arrivals all upset about being taken away from their homes... Distressed was a little All Over The Place.

She kept her pace slow though, despite the urge to pick it up. She didn't want to plow on ahead of the man.