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4/16/2015 3:13:47 AM
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*As my new character Cordelia*
*Enters dojo*
So this is it huh? Heard a lot about this place
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*two spec ops looking men in uniform run past you, carrying a stretcher with a wounded man on it*
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Holy shit is he okay?
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*the two of them rush past, but a third man walks at a much slower pace* He survived a nuclear blast... He's lucky to even be breathing
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I can help him. I am trained in healing
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You can? *The man whistles and beckons for the men to come over. They bring the stretcher before you. The man's breaths are labored, a huge gash in his side is making him hemorrhage badly*
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*Puts hands over wound and begins to mumble as the bleeding stops and the wound closes*
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*The stretcher bearers seem in awe of you, the third man simply grins* I'm glad you weren't bullshiting me. By the way, the name's Breach.
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Nice to meet you. I'm Cordelia
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So Cordelia, are you busy right now? We have a lot of people to treat and not enough medics for all of them [spoiler] I'll reply tomorrow, goodnight[/spoiler]
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Got all the time in the world [spoiler]night [/spoiler]
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Right this way if you please. *gestures towards the makeshift hospital*
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*Walks in*
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*the overwhelming stench of blood and death is staggering* We recently sent out 3 platoons to ground 0. 2 came back in body bags, and the last platoon came in like this *gestures to two men laying on their backs on stretchers, both badly wounded*
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*She casts wind magic to purify the air* Alright lets begin *Puts a hand over both men and begins to murmur as there wounds heal and their breathing returns to normal as the blood stops*
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Damn you work fast
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It's what I am trained to do.
