Satja Askarin
Vherokior Combat Logistics Minmatar Republic
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Posted - 2013.10.01 20:27:00 -
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Denak Kalamari wrote:True Adamance wrote:Satja swiftly covers the distance between herself and Denak.
"Anything I can do?" she asks, her voice shaking as the words leave her mouth, her hands are raised almost fidgeting over the wound, but not daring to touch it without permission. Her hair is flipped over her shoulder now, revealing the ropy burns and scarred flesh on her right shoulder, though she seems not to care. Denak was deeply focused on treating the wounded security officer, laying him down on the floor behind the counter, safe from the fight on the other side. He barely acknowledged Satja's approach and question, simply placing an icepack on her hands as he was focused on treating the stabwound. "He might have a concussion, put this on his head, keep him still and see if he's conscious, keep him calm if he is." He instructs, eyes fixed at the security guard's stabbed hand. The blade had went through his hand entirely, but luckily didn't hit any joints so he should still retain movement on his hand. He didn't remove the knife though, instead he kept it in its place, breaking off the hilt while trying his best to treat the wound around the blade, disinfecting it, applying pressure on it and wrapping it in a bandage. "We need to get him to a medical facility to treat the wound." He also added, looking up at Satja to see how she was doing. "Of course" she said.
Taking the Ice pack she applied it to the wounded man's head, then without thinking put the fullest of her weight across the man's chest, leaning over him, though careful not the injure of provoke him to any fits.
This was simple triage, she understood the process well, may days and nights of time on the front lines with Kador had made her resistant to the sight of blood, and somewhat knowledgeable about medical practices though she was no qualified physician.
She simply waited there, holding the man down, making sure he was comfortable. Though she tried to focus on her work fully, she could not get the images of the all the drawn weapons out of her mind, it was a dangerous place to be, surrounded by immortals.
And then it hit her, and this thought chilled her more so than the blood that stained her dress, or the fear of the possibly unstable individuals around her.
She was very, very mortal.... |
Satja Askarin
Vherokior Combat Logistics Minmatar Republic
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Posted - 2013.10.02 01:18:00 -
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Arc-08 wrote:*Arc hands Satja the civillian nanite injector, then rushes over to Jakar.
"Sorry mate, i know your a little busy, but just know that I'll try my best to stop all the incidents i see here." "so can i get a permit as a temporary security guard, that way i can come in when theres an incident. i promise i won't hurt any innocents." adds Arc. She takes the needle wordlessly, focused fully on the work at hand, offering the item to Denak. |