"You're hurt. Put me down." Leah said firmly, looking up at Daso. "I can walk."
"No, love, you can't," Daso said. He took a deep breath. "I'll admit it, okay? I'm not at 100%. But I've got you. It's just for a few moments." He turned to Lucian. "Where can I put her?"
Lucian pointed over to an empty cot in the far corner of the room before jogging off to go assist a man who lost two of his fingers.
Daso nodded and hurried over to the cot, placing Leah onto it with a smile. "You'll be alright, cap. Luce'll have you patched up in no time."
(LUCIAN WHAT ABOUT KAM-KAM HE LOST A LEG)
(Are we almost ready to move on from the attack?)
"Can you stay here? I don't like getting poked with medical instruments. . . " Leah said, looking up at him, her hand still resting on her wound.
(WHEN NERD COMES ON LUCIAN WILL HANDLE IT)
Lucian headed back over to Daso and Leah, muttering something along the lines of If I don’t get these bloody clothes off, I’m going to get hypothermia. “Where did she get hurt?” He asked, shifting through a container of his clean tools.
Cicada slowly sat up and saw Leah and Daso also in the infirmary. She sighed, "I hate my life."
(So, are the zombies still attacking? 'Cause if not, Joanna will make her way down to the infirmary.)
Daso nodded at her, smiling. "Sure." He turned to Lucian. "It's her side. Sword wound, I think."
(just pretend Daso's there I gtg for an hour or so very soon)
(I think so.)
(Uh not sure. Nessie, what do you think?)
(Okay, seeyah)
Lucian nodded and lifted up the side of Leah’s shirt a tad. “You’re so bloody lucky that they didn’t get you deep,” he murmured as he began to treat the wound.
(So, are the zombies still attacking? 'Cause if not, Joanna will make her way down to the infirmary.)
(They can be gone now)
(K.)
Joanna made her way down to the infirmary. Was Pablo really dead? What about Treesa? And Cass? Cade?
(Okay, seeyah)
Lucian nodded and lifted up the side of Leah’s shirt a tad. “You’re so bloody lucky that they didn’t get you deep,” he murmured as he began to treat the wound.
(At least I believe that was a pun)
"A pun. Right now?" Leah said, laughing to cover up the pain.
(I didn’t think about it being one when I first wrote it, but now I’m seeing that it was)
Lucian chuckled a tad and continued to treat the wound. Eventually, he got her side stitched up and bandaged. “There, try and take it easy for a bit. Sounds like the fighting has stopped,” he said, adding the last part in quicker.
Cicada got up and walked over to the others before collapsing on the cot next to Leah, "Hey."
After the battle was over, Ryan ran back down to his new room. His mind was clouded with guilt, frustration, confusion, and the usual fear. I can't hide it all now…I should just be alone.
Joanna walked into the infirmary. "Hey Luce."
Lucian looked over at the voice, looking at Joanna. “Hey,” he said, standing back up.
“Are you okay?” He asked a moment later, adjusting the medical mask that covered his mouth and most of his nose.
She nodded. "Yah, dirty bugger got me in the side though."
Leah looked over at Joanna, shifting in the cot. "Is everyone else alright?"
She shrugged. "Depends on what you mean by alright."
( I gtg, but I'll be back soon )