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: *walking quickly goes out the far door and then bolts for medical*
: yeah I got this.....Dr miyazaki?: I'll run to medical and get something , you got this?: not on me: you got something that will put him down for a few minutes: that's bad ... we need to contain him and get him to medical lock down *moves to get up and try and intercept the doctor* a septiod corpse: what was he working on
: *his eyes glow orange*: *looks more closely at him* what the...: *slowly gets up* look at his eyes: man, he looks exhausted...: *walks into the mess hall looking like a zombie*: I am sure they did: I haven't heard anything.. someone had to have done an investigation though... right?: I want to know what happened: that's what I heard... crazy isn't it (give her scratches for me): someone blew up the gym...((bullit says hi)): m: anyway......so I guess: *nods, not sure where to go with the conversation from there*: exactly: I could state the obvious here... *shrugs* but it is what it is, we can only do the best we can: nope...so the only way to get out is get badly wounded.....medals or retire: none really, do you.: what choice do us soldiers have: I don't know, chasing a golden ticket sounds like a good way to end up dead to me... but I'm no fighter...: any assignment...so if you want off the line then you get a nice base job: guess, I've never seen anyone get that many.. what is a golden ticket?: get enough of them you get a golden ticket: recognition is nice but if you end up unable to do what you want to do... they don't mean much in the end. *she says it like she's seen someone close go through it*: he got a medal for it: *shakes her head but chuckles a bit* I'm not sure if he has the worst luck or the best luck... so far he seems to get the worst of it but he comes through it too...: no doubt.....or I can get small to go with me: he is darn good isn't he: hopefuly I have cornstalk with me: no one can: I know: can't help it if I get scrambled: let's not try and test that again any time soon though..: always been a fast healer: you're welcome I am glad you healed so well: so...thanks for patching me up: *chuckles but keeps checking his wounds... then changes any bandages that need it* cute: *neighs*: *walks in and joins him* thank you..: can't give you that for dinner no matter how much you ask for it: *has a tray ready for her with her favorite drinks*: hey!: *finishes up and heads over to the mess hall*: *checks his bandages and wounds*: *flips on the TV*: *shakes her head and goes about her tidying* mhmm: I'm British...*shrugs*: you really bucking for gruel for dinner *smirks* aren't you: you just want me here: don't bet on it: owww.....you'll injure me and i'll have to stay another week: *flicks him in the head on her way by*: right... come as you are: *pretends to snore loudly*: it's in the mess hall: um.. is it a come as you are dinner, or should I change?: i'll be there: *looks at the time* I'll be there in 20 minutes: cool.....I'll see you there: *blushes embarrased* oh. yes, I'd like that: nbo I am asking you to dinner tonight: salisbury steak and augratin potatoes: I'm sure viking will.....dinner tonight?: if you feel like you have any problems... come back: the guys will be glad to see you: *looks back* you're free to go: ok...i'm decent: to bad for them: i'm sure a few people would want me to...*changes*: *smirks at him flushing lightly. drops real clothes on the foot of the bed for him* I thought, you'd rather not leave in that gown. *takes the board and makes herself scarce so he can change. Returning to the desk to put the paperwork in*: you are lucky you are cute "charms"...*signs the clip board*: stop that: sign?......you afre killing me smalls: you realize our food comes from the mess hall ... right?: *chuckles* signs this and you're free: yes...I can't stand hospital food: ready to get out of here, gunny?
: hopefully not for long: *checks on gunny*
: gunny is still down?: *shakes her head* go on with ya *sits back down to her food*: *smiles* you are a hero and a saint: *fishes through her pockets and pulls a small roll out and hands it to him* keep it: I have to get back now....got any medical tape: tape it to the finger next to it .. will be less noticable: *arches a brow* I'd say definately put a splint on it before you go back to coaching, but I doubt you will...: *grunts a bit when she relocates it* thanks..I was closer to you....but unfortunately since gunny is down i'm the defence coach: You know there is someone in medical... but... *shakes her head, examines it for a moment then suddenly grabs it and pulls* take some aspirin and ice it, you might need a splint to keep from using it to much and it will be prone to come back out if you don't take care of it right: ((fix)): *walks over has a dislocated finger* fix this please: *looks up with a sigh* Here *stands up*: *walks into the mess hall* SQUADDIE ABARA>: most of us heavy fighters: *smiles lightly* I am sure there are quite a few glad to hear that.Last Post:2:54am, March 28 (UTC) (1)
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