Percy Jackson RP (1x1 with HunterOfArtemis and Neobainto)

[Actually.A.Herondale]

"Sarah." Weasel called drowsily.
"What?" she asked, pushing harder on the wound.
"Catch."

she looked up and just managed to catch what was thrown to her. "Neosporen?"
"The smaller cuts or scrapes..." the handicapped boy said.
"Oh. right. Do you have any nectar in there?" she asked.
"Yeah, hold on."

anyone could hear in his voice that he was ready to fall asleep, and Sarah was mentally calling him an idiot for not sleeping, because grumpy Weasels were no fun. but she caught the bottel of Nectar when he threw it, and called back a thanks, before dripping some into the boys mouth.
"Someone pull his shirt off! it will make it easier to clean the wounds!" one of the concilers called.

Sarah looked at Darla. "Can you hold him up?" she asked.

[neobanito]

Darla nodded and held him up with ease,he was not heavy at all for her. She was about to ask what the nectar was, but figured that was a question for later.

[Actually.A.Herondale]

Sara pulled the shirt off him, careful to keep it from getting caught on the criss-crossing cuts that covered his chest. without the shirt on, she could see how thin he was, and how bad the cuts really were. there were three large claw marks -that were very deep, and would need stiches- across his chest, and others were randomly scattered around. whatever attacked him was not some small monster.

[neobanito]

Darla looked at the cut's and bit down on her lip, she did not want to say anything that might have made them worry more or make her look stupid from pointing out the obvious. She looked at the wound's again, then glance back at the councilor's, one of them ran off to go get something...but she did not know what there plan was.

[Actually.A.Herondale]

Sarah started to smear some of the neosporen on the smaller cuts on his face, and arms, ingnoring his pain-filled groans the best she could.

[neobanito]

Darla sighed sympathetically,"We better get him something for the pan..."She started,"...and where is that councilor!"She yelled and asked at the same time, but not to loud.

[Actually.A.Herondale]

just as she yelled that, the conciler came back with a stretcher like thingy.
"Help me get him on this." he said.

[neobanito]

Darla nodded and picked him up almost all by herself, without any trouble. She set him down on it carefully, so she did not make it worse and then backed up.

[Actually.A.Herondale]

he was rushed to the infermary, and Sarah followed, montaining for Darla to follow. maybe Weasel would actually sleep is no one was sitting right outside his door.

[neobanito]

Darla fallowed after them with a quick pace. "What do you think did that?"She asked Sarah quietly when she had caught up.