Memory of Heat(O&A)

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Klink/17/Female/Bisexual/Tree Line/Tagged: Marie
Klink felt even worse than she did before, "I mean, I don't think I'm standing, and You're right in front of me, so yes? Also the world is moving really fast. So fast it's even kind of blurry. Is it blurry for you?" Klink wasn't doing too good. She was starting to loose consciousness.

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"S**t," Marie muttered and dug through the medical kit, "Going to have to stop the bleeding somehow." Marie found cotton balls in the pack and started layering them on top of the wound and applying pressure. Every time a layer turned red, she'd place another layer of cotton on top. She continued until the cotton was no longer turning red, "Are you still okay, Klink?"

[JustTeener]

Klink/17/Female/Bisexual/Bunker/Tagged: Everyone in Bunker
"Yea, yes, maybe? I'm kind of tired. I mean," Klink started to ramble. She was going to be fine now that the bleeding had somewhat stopped, but she was still pretty out of it. "You know you guys are pretty nice," she slurred and mumbled, "I haven't met a nice person since we first left the bunkers. You know my family-," Klink stopped herself before she could say any more. She still wasn't thinking straight, but she knew she was saying too much.

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"Aright, still have time. Okay, this will hurt. I'm not even going to bother to sugar coat it," Marie removed her hands from the blood-soaked cotton balls. She grabbed a needle and thread from in the kit. She needed to close the wound, otherwise it could start bleeding. Marie then removed the cotton balls from Klink's arm. "You can't move your arm away from me otherwise this could go badly," Marie warned.

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Klink nodded weakly, she wasn't really listening. She was mentally scolding herself for almost talking about her past.

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Marie braced herself for what she had to do. She had never done this to someone since Nevada lost her hand and that was an awful occurrence for everyone. She threaded the needle and began the first stitch. She held Klink's arm to keep it from moving.

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Klink felt a sharp stabbing pain in her injured arm. She squirmed, but was not strong enough to pull her arm out of the way. She didn't scream, but she was gritting her teeth and making some grunting noises.

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Marie continued stitching up her arm, making sure to be as quick as she possibly could without causing any more damage. Eventually, she closed up the wound and placed the needle and leftover thread in a plastic bag. She then grabbed a roll of bandages and wrapped them around Klink's sutures. "Food," Marie stood up and went outside, grabbing a frozen juice box. She returned inside and set the juice box by a vent, which happened to be by where Connor was sleeping. She then started digging through their food store, looking for something, anything that Klink should eat.

[JustTeener]

Klink was glad the stabbing finally stopped. At this point she just wanted to sleep. She didn't care what would happen at this point. "Sorry, but I think I'm gonna fall asleep." She couldn't keep her eyes open any longer, so she closed them and instantly passed out.

[rainmaker]

Gillian Tracey-16-female-mrs. spaghetti
Gillian began to tune her sister out and thought back to when the earth shattering boom that had sounded not long after Jasmin had pulled her off to the side to have a little "chat" with her. She knew what it was going to be about, but she didn't really care. She wanted to know of anybody, specifically Noah, had been hurt, but her sister had decided that this was more important. She sighed, and looked anywhere but her sister's face as she ranted.

Jasmin Tracey-16-female-mrs. spaghetti
Jasmin was fuming. Here she was, trying to be nice about her sister's annoying tendency to drag her into her weird thing with Noah, and Gillian wouldn't even look at her, like she was the one in the wrong. "You know what Gillian, I don't even care. Next time you even think about trying to get me to tag along with you so you can stalk Noah, just don't. Just leave me alone, okay?" she yelled, and stormed away, in the same direction the other survivors had gone. After a while, she began to feel bad for leaving her alone like that, but she stopped when she remembered the look on her sisters face, like she was majorly inconveniencing her. She was so angry, she felt like she could punch a snow beast in the face. As she walked, she followed the tracks of the other survivors, in hopes of catching up.

Gillian Tracey-16-female-mrs. spaghetti
Gillian followed a few yards behind her sister, knowing that she would calm down soon, and besides, she couldn't be that mad, right? She trekked through the snow, still thinking about Noah. She was seriously worried about him, and hoped they were going in the right direction when she saw a shelter a short ways ahead of them. She watched as her sister headed towards the shelter, and started to follow her, but decided to stay outside, just to think.