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[:Joey:]

Now, Rubi was pissed. She stood with the speed and grace of a Wolf itself, blade in hand, the tip pointed in Abby's direction, "If you really think this is the worst that this man has gone through, then you are sadly mistaken, mutt," She told her, "Either shut your mouth and start working, or get out of the way and let the big-kids work," She told her, green eyes flaring dangerously. She took a step forward, that same humanity she was trying to scrape up was beginning to fade again, her instincts overwhelming her with the urge to fight, to slaughter, and overpower the species.

[BigBlueEyes]

Stupid b**** was her only thought to how this women was acting. Abby meet her gaze, no emotion in her eyes. "Get me a needle and thread for stitches," she didn't care how the woman got them, she just needed them. The redhead then looked back down to the mans bloody body and shook her head. "You can stop," Abby told Shea then poured some more of the brandy on his other two wounds. One of the wounds wasn't oozing as much blood so she concluded it wasn't as deep, she'd do that one last. "You," she told Landry. "Please help me roll him onto his side so I can look for exit wounds."

[ThatPersonWithaFace]

"We are," Dion reassured her in a soft voice, hoping it would help calm her. He had felt her grip relax some and was glad that she'd eased up but found he was even more glad she was still holding his hand. He walked quickly to get her away from all the excitement but not so fast that his long legs would be dragging her shorter ones. It was several blocks before they got to campus and foot traffic around them really slowed down since few people that were here were summer students like himself and most of the ones that weren't in their door wouldn't be wondering around the campus, they'd be partying or something. He slowed some then saying, "It's almost on the other side of campus, but I doubt we'll see anyone else around now."



Shea gave Charlie a grateful smile as she passed the bottle over then looked at the other girl as she spoke to her again, nodding. "Okay," she said as the Healer pulled up the shirt, keeping pressure till she got the shirt up to the wounds then only lifting up for a second so the shirt could be pushed upward before resuming the pressure. "People like these don't do hospitals," Shea said, looking up at the other woman. She didn't want to say they'd been Hunters 'cause that would only freak everyone else out more. Nodding at the last comment to her she lifted her hands up off the wounds again and stepped back out of the way, giving space but remaining where she could jump back in.

[mabrazz]

Landry flinched when Shea touched his arm then sighed shakily. He put himself between Abby and Rubi. "Back off Rubi. We're here as a courtesy. Threaten my pack again and we're leaving." He stared her in the eye, challenging her, daring her to make a move. He didn't face Abby but nodded when she told him to help move him, even though he didn't take to kindly to being bossed around. He backed up, keeping his eyes on Rubi as he walked toward Marc.

[BigBlueEyes]

"One hand on his shoulder and the other on his lower back, not a pull motion but a soft roll," Abby instructed and let the man roll Marc over and shook her head. "Damn it," she mumbled under her breath as she poured some of the brandy on the two exit wounds. "You can put him back down," she told Landry and looked to Rubi. "You see this?" She pointed to the hole on his rib cage. "What most likely happened is that the bullet entered his body, hit the rib then just stopped. There is no exit wound for that particular shot so I have to remove the bullet," Abby sighed and shook her head, she had only seen this done once. "Do any of you have something small like tweezers?" She addressed the group.

[ThatPersonWithaFace]

"Threats aren't helping," Shea said with a sigh, geez, all these people were so hostile. She didn't know a thing about Rubi other than the fact that she used to be a Hunter so she couldn't understand why she was so angry at all those helping her and her man, but she wasn't about to bring it up either. Stepping around Marc as the woman pulled out her knife she said in as calm a tone as she could manage, "Please, calm down. They're all here at your request to help him. You hurt any of them and he dies. I can tell you're having a hard time with us, but we will not hurt you if you do not hurt us." She looked over at Shea at the question and nodded, "Yea, I have some in my bag in my locker." Turning she ran inside, keeping in the back where no one would see her.

[darcyj]

~ Lillandria ~ Lily for short ~ Werewolf ~ Healer ~

Sighing gently, glad Abby was here to help her and lessen the work load, she snapped into healer mode. "Okay, if I remove the fragments from the wounds, can you stitch the exit wounds," she asked the girl beside her. She glanced up at Rubi, thinking about her blood type. Negative 0 was the universal bloodtype, the one they used in emergency cases when the patient had no other option, so it would work. "Can someone go and find me a glass jar of some sort?" she called out to no one in particular, remembering she had the needle full of canine sedative in her pocket. She would transfer it into a jar, take Rubi's blood and put it into the wounded man, but she didn't know how many transfer's she'd have to do. "When was the last time you drank alcohol and ate a substantial meal?" She asked the huntress.

[BigBlueEyes]

"Of course, anything you need me to do," Abby said with a nod. From a very young age she had grown up around gang violence. All she wanted to do was make people better, that's why she was becoming a doctor. No matter who the person was she would save them. Even if their girlfriends were ungrateful. "Best in my class at stitching, doc says I have good hands for it," Abby said with a little smile and a shrug. "Charlie's coworker should be out shortly with whatever she has in her locker. Lets just hope the bullet didn't break," the woman hoped and looked around as no one had brought her thread or needle. Quickly turning from the man she reached under her shirt and popped the thin bra strap wire from her pink bra. Using her teeth she bent it and it snapped, making it much smaller and easier to use. It wasn't regulation size, but it had to do. Holding the makeshift needle in her teeth she looked around, what could she use to actually make the stitch? "Do you have anything I could use for the stitch?" Abby asked Lilly.

[ThatPersonWithaFace]

"Got it!" Shea called over her shoulder about the jar as she headed back into the bar. She snuck into the break room, lucky no one was there, and first went to her locker. Her fingers moved through the lock's combo as fast as she could manage before she got it open and dug her tweezers and a small sewing kit out of her purse. Closing it back up she snuck in through the kitchen, letting the bustle hide her, and found an empty, clean jar to use. One they used for moonshine because that had suddenly become popular. She managed to barely sneak back out and pass over each object to the one that had asked for it adding for the sewing kit, "This isn't exactly for stitching, but it'll do in a pinch."

[darcyj]

~ Lillandria ~ Lily for short ~ Werewolf ~ Healer ~

Lily sighed in relief as Abby told her she told her that she was the best in her class at stitching. "Where do you study premed by the way?" she whispered to the girl under her breath, hoping she could sign up as she'd finished high school five months before due to her parents death. She glanced up as the sewing kit and jar was handed over. "Thank you," she said, pulling the needle out of her pocket and emptying the contents into the jar, and filling the needle with disinfectant. "Okay Marc, is that your name? This might hurt like a b****." She explained softly, using the tone she used on animals, preparing to examine the bullet holes for fragment pieces.