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Post by Leslie on Nov 2, 2011 20:17:04 GMT -5
Luchino was gone before he noticed the girl he helped fainted. It was probably from all the....bodies, limbs, gore, and other sort of stuff he didn't want to think about all over the place.
"Yes sir" He said, doing as directed. He raised an eyebrow at the gun, but said nothing. For now. When he did all the things like dumping gunpowder into her wound and such, he winced and cringed. He figured it was probably effective, but ow. It made him cringe even more when he lit it. "What are the chances of lighting gunpowder in someones wound going seriously bad?" He asked.
(Abby) Abby suprisingly didn't wake up when he did everything he did with her wound. She did wake up when he slapped her face gently. Her eyes jumped open and she mumbled out a weak "Eh-eh-eh-A" She said, practically yelping in pain from what he did now and plenty of other painful sounds to the distaste of Luchino, who felt like covering his years. "T-t-thank you.....w-w-whatever y-y-your n--n-name -iiiiss" She said, trying to focus on him. She could feel she was going cold, and she mumbled, "I-i-i-i'm c-c-cold...". This time she managed to stay awake.
Jenna had bashed her gash on her leg on a peice of metal in the plane, which with the adrenaline she had acted as if it didn't exist....Untill she bashed it. She clenched her teeth and let out a whimper, then limped over to where her bag....was. It was suprisingly still there, too, and she just grabbed the whole entire bag and limped back over to Simon.
"This is going to hurt" She said, taking out the first aid and shakily taking out some bandages and disinfectant. "Want some gum?" She said, sticking out a peice of gum to him. It was her attempted friendly gesture at a way to keep his mind off the upcoming pain.
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Post by Edenecho on Nov 2, 2011 20:23:49 GMT -5
Simon tried to stay awake, and alive, even if it was just for the girl, so she didn't feel any sadness if he died while she was trying to help him. He looked at the gum and weakly shook his head. He looked like he tried to say something, but couldn't. He sighed and closed his eyes, half wishing he'd just die, but half wishing that he wouldn't just so that the girl wouldn't have to deal with that.
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Post by Alan Haskayne on Nov 2, 2011 20:28:30 GMT -5
Alan was clearly working well for a lack of any formal training, he looked over at the Luchino "Look it is this or she bleeds out." he felt her wound it was still bleeding and his touch would hurt her. He poured small amounts of gunpowder on small areas of bleeding. He had used three bullets and four matches. He looked over at the girl who was shaking earlier "You girl, do you smoke?" he would need matches. He looked at her and said "Look I need to know your blood type. I don't care how much pain your in, just tell me or you will die." he said it ruthlessly and handed her a bottle of rum "Drink now." he then looked back at the man "I need more alcohol, get back to the plane and get me some."
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Post by Leslie on Nov 2, 2011 21:08:04 GMT -5
Luchino nodded in agreement, then asked, "Is she a friend of yours or family? Or signifigent other?" He said the last part with a wink, trying to make the mood...better. He went back to being serious and trying to stop some more of the blood from just coming out.
After all the screams, groans, and gasps of pain, he nodded and ran off to go get more alcohol.
(Abby) Abby gasped when he touched her wound. It was very tender and she noticed even after everything he just did to it, it was still bleeding. She tensed up and winced everytime he poured some gunpowder on small areas of bleeding. She mumbled less this time, and said, "Eh-A. Bl-blood type A". She looked at the Rum and was about to ask why she was supposed to drink it, but said nothing and started drinking it with painful swallows. She coughed and sputtered at the taste of the alcohol, but continued to drink it. She felt as if she was going to get drunk, even if it was likely to save her.
Jenna quickly got to work. With a shaky hand, she quickly yanked the peice of metal out of his chest, then applied pressure onto the wound with some gauze. She quickly started to do the best she could do right now and tape the bandage onto his chest. When she was addressed, she glanced at Simon and sighed. Being in an accident and only being one of so little survivers would prove dificult. She quickly rummaged through her carry-on and grabbed the matches she hid from her mom in there. She wasn't completely sure why she had put them in there, since she couldn't smoke, but currently it was proving useful. She didn't even respond to his question and tossed him a full box of matches, then got back to work on Simon. It seemed like he could possibly need the same treatment as the girl, but it was hard to tell, especially for her who's image was still somewhat blurry and wasn't very skilled with doctor stuff. She started to attend to some of his other wounds.
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Post by Alan Haskayne on Nov 2, 2011 21:23:27 GMT -5
Alan looked at him, there was still a peace of metal in his arm but it was almost as if he had forgotten about it. He looked at the man "No, we kissed when I thought we were about to die but no we didn't know each other." he watched the man leave. He looked into her eyes and said "Don't worry, I will be right back." he handed her some advil and ran over to the young girl and started the same treatment with the guy she sat over. He looked at her "Go comfort that girl, and give her as much nicotine as you have. I need to keep her system down." he looked at his own arm "Ask peoples blood types."
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Post by Leslie on Nov 2, 2011 21:58:22 GMT -5
Luchino thought it was weird that they kissed even though they didn't know eachother, but didn't think anything of it.
He was still rummaging through stuff trying to find alcohol. He found a couple smashed bottles, so he continued looking.
(Abby) Abby weakly took the advil from him. As soon as she grabbed it, her hand fell to the sand. She forced herself to get up the strength to take the advil. She just swallowed it whole with nothing to drink.
(Jenna) Jenna watched the other boy come over and was inside for a bit, because he could actually help better. "Won't filling her body with too much alcohol and nicotine just kill her in that way?" She asked, then added, "My cigarette's are in my suitcase....I don't even know where to start to look for it". "I can't ask peoples blood types. Sir, almost everybody else except us is dead. I checked already..." She said, sighing and her sadness at the crash was clear in her eyes. Her depression had temporarly gone away and was replaced with adrenaline right now. Sadly, the depression was also replaced with the seriousness of a plane crash, which would likely hit her later. She still went over to Abby and comforted her, but decided shortly she had to make sure there weren't actually other survivers.
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Post by Alan Haskayne on Nov 2, 2011 22:09:07 GMT -5
Alan was eting mad, he knew he would be dead in less than an hour and he was still helping people yet all they did was complain about dead people. He looked at her "No it won't kill her AS fast, she needs medicine to keep her heart rate down, but the closest thigh we have is tobaco. She needs the alcohol for pain, without it she may just pass out again." he sighed when she said most people were dead and indicated that he was covered in blood "I KNOW THAT! I am not stupid! Now ask whoever is alive. Send me anyone who isn't AB." he cringed as he poured vodka oh his arm and looked at her "Once your done go digging through the dead's walets and see who are organ donors, they will have the blood type on their card. Also check body for tattoos indicating blood type." he looked at her coldly "If you don't these people's deaths are on you." he began opening more bullets for gunpowder and cursed "Were the hell is that alcohol?"
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Post by Leslie on Nov 2, 2011 22:53:07 GMT -5
Jenna looked slightly annoyed at him, but understood his reasoning behind it. Figuring he'd just get all pissy at her if she asked more questions, she quickly went and looked for her nicotine. She was only human, so she couldn't possibly ask people AND look for her nicotine at the same time. The deaths would be on her? Seriously? She clenched her fists in the air in anger, then started going through what remained of the place where all the luggage went. Luckily her suitcase was easy to identify, and after some time she finally found it. She quickly looked where she remembered putting it and sighed. She took her lighter and the cigarette's back over to Alan, handing him the cigarette box which was full. She put the lighter in her pocket and started to walk off to go ask the survivers. Her leg felt numb now and she also had lost a fair ammount of blood, but she didn't care. All she cared about was helping the others right now.
(Luchino) Luchino was back with some alcohol before Jenna came back and said, "Sorry, it was hard to find some. So much of it was smashed. Here you go". There was some whiskey, wine, and other assortment of drinks. "What else do you need?" He said, looking antsy to continue helping.
(Abby) Abby was still in agonizing pain, even with taking Advil. Her bleeding seemed to stop a lot, but she was still bleeding and was getting so cold that she was shivering now, which really did not help the pain part. It was still unclear to her if she was going to die here or not.
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Post by Alan Haskayne on Nov 2, 2011 23:09:59 GMT -5
Alan was feeling light headed and said "A sea urchin, I need a sea urchin." he was in terrible pain and drank one of his bottles of wine with a good handful of advil. He quickly got the vodka and whiskey and poured it on the guy in front of him's wound. He looked up at the man and said "They are very poisonous, be careful." he poured the gunpowder in the guys wound and lit it, he wouldn't die from his injury but he needed more work done to him. He put a small group of five cigarettes in his hand and the lighter. He stumbled back over to Abby putting some cigarettes in her hand "Smoke these." he started walking back to the plane, he was bleading horribly out of his wound in his arm. He left a blood trail toward the plane and it could be seen he couldn't work much longer and would soon be out of blood. He felt light headed and fell down right next to the plane, he struggled to drag.himself inside.
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Post by Leslie on Nov 3, 2011 0:22:50 GMT -5
Luchino nodded and said, "Right away. If I can find one". He quickly ran off to go find one even though it hurt him to run.
Jenna found a person who was in serious condition, but was still alive. She quickly asked him his blood type, which was A. He also mentioned he was an organ donor, and that if he died, he would like to be used to help anyone if needed instead of dieing and being no use. She tried to do some stuff to help him, but it was too late and he died right in front of her eyes. She choked up, trying to keep from crying right now to continue her mission she was set out on. It was so hard seeing so many dead, and having someone die in front of her wasn't helping. She continued on until she realized the boy that sent her on the mission wasn't doing so well. She quickly went and got her bag, pretty much collapsing into the sand next to it and grabbed the first aid, then ran to where he was, which was right as he was dragging himself inside. "Here, use this. Take care of yourself, sir. You've done so much for these people" She said, handing him the first aid and quickly taking off again to go look for more people.
Abby hesitantly took the cigarette's but knew it was probably best for her. She let out a sigh and stuck one in her mouth and smoked it. It made her cough and sputter, but she continued taking them. She finished one, at least she thinks she did, and tossed it on the ground and started taking another one. She felt like she was trying to kill herself with nicotine and alcohol, but knew it was to help her. Now she felt slightly sick from the nicotine and alcohol, but everything else was overwhelming that feeling, even though it was a lot better. She heard the mentin of sea urchin and was curious what it was for.
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Post by Edenecho on Nov 3, 2011 0:26:43 GMT -5
Simon sighed as he listened to Jenna and the other guy. If he'd been capible if responding through the pain, he porbably would have told the guy he was an ass. He then blacked out from the pain, but came-to quickly. He felt surprisingly...fine...at the moment. HE figured Adrinaline was currently keeping the pain and weakness away. He slowly sat up and coughed, wincing at the same time, and looked around.
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Post by Alan Haskayne on Nov 3, 2011 0:36:05 GMT -5
Alan took more Advil, he would likely run out soon. He looked at her and said "Thank you." he grimaced and taped cotton balls to the chunk of metal stomping some of the blood loss. He looked at her and asked "How is the search for a person?" he looked around and stood up wiceing and stumbled over to a water bottle and drank half the bottle in one go. He passed her two others "Take these to the others, I need to get some of the planes oxygen bottles." he looked absolutely dreadful very pale and covered in other people's blood. He looked at the dead people and started reaching in their pockets.
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Post by Edenecho on Nov 3, 2011 0:44:44 GMT -5
Simon's head was pounding, but it wasn't with the usual, unbearable thoughts. It was from the adrinaline that worked as a pain killer and gave his strength. It seemed to be extreme for him. He scrambled to his feet, barely even wincing, and headed towards the plane, looking for someone who needed help. Even though he felt pretty mught high on adrinaline, he kept stumbling and coughing, just because of his injurys.
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Post by Leslie on Nov 3, 2011 0:55:38 GMT -5
"I found a blood type A who died right in front of me...." Jenna said with a sigh. "What blood type are you?" She asked. Apparently she had come back to the plane. "As you say, "She said, taking the water bottles from him. She gave him a worried look, but said nothing and handed one to Simon as she limped by, then handed one to Abby who was still doing as Alan had told her. She ran back to where Simon was and said, "Can you help me look for blood donors or something?".
Abby smiled when Jenna came over with the bottle of water. She let out another cough. She was now on cigarette 3, and disliking every minute of it. She set the cigarette down and grabbed the bottle of water, gulping it down quickly. Her head felt dizzy and her vision was still off.
Luchino came back with a sea urchin already, suprisingly, and came to where Alan was. "Does this work?" He asked, showing him the sea urchin.
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Post by Alan Haskayne on Nov 3, 2011 1:14:29 GMT -5
Alan extracted $185 from his first wallet and passed a hundred to Jenna "Here, put this in your pocket, I can't help but give you a cut for helping." he sighed and got on a chair. He punched a panel and extracted the oxygen tank with tubes passing it down and doing the same to the next seat just greting just the tubes. He grabbed the urchin carefully extracting a dozen of its spines and asked "Would you please put it back in the ocien, we have what I need." he attached one of the spines to a hose and gave.it to Jenna "Put this in his right arm and hang him upside down, put something at the other end to catch the blood." he took a quick breath of pure oxygen and said "Take this to the girl outside, don't smoke near it though." he walked over to the next body and opened their wallet and laughed saying "Well were not going to die poor." and took out a large group of hundreds.
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