@ScarletAndHerSides
“Right..” Lucille said, “can you pass me the dressing?”
“Right..” Lucille said, “can you pass me the dressing?”
"Yep." He handed her the supplies. "Okay i'm gonna take a walk while you're handling that…"
“It DOeSn’T taKE thAT LonG Get YouR bUTt bAck HEre!” Lucille demanded, than she started wrapping the wound.
Tyson sighed. "Just let him go…." He chuckled. "He won't be as annoying at a distance…."
“Pfft, whatever.” Lucille muttered, wrapping the wound.
"Ow…" Tyson grumbled. "So…..I guess we'll be stuck here until I can walk…."
“Or I can carry you bridal style.” Lucille suggested, more or less as a joke.
Wow she’s always sarcastic or not serious at the wrong times, huh?
Tyson giggled. "Like I said, I'm heavier then I look."
“And like I said, I’m stronger than I look.” Lucille said, “Or maybe there’s a wagon in out Narnia backpack.”
Tyson was still giggling. He felt really loopy. "I think I've lost too much blood…."
“I’d say you loss half a liter of blood, you’ll live.”
"Whoa….a liter?" He started breathing hard. "That's….that's two pints….."
“A liter or half a liter,” Lucille said, “either way you’ll be fine.”
"Okay…." He winced again as she tied it off.
Dexter came trotting up to them. "Is it done?"
“Mhmm.”
"Good." He sighed. "When will we be able to get moving again?"
“Well is there a wagon or wheel barrow in the Narnia backpack?”
"I don't know it's not mine."
(I gtg so sorry)
“Just PaSs it oVer!”
Dexter shrugged and heaved the bag over.
(yo I have an RP it's called An Unlikely Team and there are two spots left if you're interested….)
(hAHHA IMMA CHECK DAT OUT.)
Lucille peered inside the bag and dig around.
(What should she find?)
(Not a wagon……)
(Gosh darn it.
Um.
How about a donut floaty and rope?)
(How about a stretcher?)
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