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Post by Sturm on Feb 17, 2007 13:35:26 GMT -5
"Don't worry, you'll be fine," he said. He then did the same to the other 4 pieces of metal. "Alright, finished," he said, "We're almost there, stay with me."
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Post by ♥ Luna Xian ♥ on Feb 17, 2007 13:50:18 GMT -5
With each peice of metal removed, pain coursed through her, at once moment she thought she would just die. But a bump in the road woke her back up. Once he had remove them all, she took the cloth out, blood stained it, and it was bitten up. Licking her lips, she tasted blood, and realized she had been biting hard. "Fuck, ow, fuck." Celine said, "Fuck, that hurt."
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Post by Sturm on Feb 17, 2007 13:54:27 GMT -5
"Ahh, you're fine, trust me," he said, "Anyway, we're here." he said. The medical crew rushed a stretcher over to the vehicle. Brandon opened the door and lifted Celine up gently, and placed her on the stretcher.
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Post by ♥ Luna Xian ♥ on Feb 17, 2007 14:07:54 GMT -5
"Wow this has been interesting, something to write home about." Celine said, putting on a big smile, trying to make light of the situation. The strecher was smoothe, and rather comforting to lay on. "Ah so now what?" Celine asked, trying to stall. She had a rather stupid phobia, one of docters and hospitals. She had had it when signing up for the military, and had worked hard to over come it during the long training process, but still a bit of fear lingered.
"Ah I think I am fine now though, so I can just go back to my post and all." Celine said.
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Post by Sturm on Feb 17, 2007 14:20:01 GMT -5
"No, you're still bleeding pretty badly, enough to get you a couple of days off," he said, to the amusement of the doctors and nurses he was walking with. "Just don't move much, or you'll make it hurt more," he said.
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Post by ♥ Luna Xian ♥ on Feb 17, 2007 14:26:18 GMT -5
"Ah no really I'm fine," She sat up, trying to hide a wince as she did so. "See good as new. The bleeding is stopping." Celine said, trying desperatly to stay away from going to a hospital. "I really don't need to go to any hospital in fact, I can just go now." She made a move to jump off the strecher, but when the pain began again she thought better of it. ((Docters=scary ;--- )
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Post by Sturm on Feb 17, 2007 14:41:37 GMT -5
((I'm just afraid of the needles... >_>)) Brandon held her shoulder. "Stay still, ok?" he said, trying to get her to stop fighting it. They got her into a room in the hospital tent back at the base, and began treating her wounds. One of the doctors walked over to him and asked, "Were you the one that removed the shrapnel from her wounds?" Brandon nodded and said, "Yessir, I did." "Well, I should reccomend you for a medal of some sort," the doctor said. Brandon simply smiled and said, "Sir, I think thats a little much." The doctor patted him on the shoulder and said, "If it weren't for you, she would have been in even more pain by having us remove it."
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Post by ♥ Luna Xian ♥ on Feb 17, 2007 14:50:57 GMT -5
((Nah I've got no fear of needles, got misdiagnosed once and had to have them four times a day. I've just got this major phobia of docters. Hate them all. The misdiagnoses made me hate them, and I guess fear them a bit. ^^))
Celine of course struggled, and at one point was threatened to be tied down. So she stopped, but she went rigid was they entered the tent. Celine bite down hard on her lower lip all through the cleansing and binding of the holes in her back. "Can I leave now?" She asked shakily, she was ready to pass out, her fear was overwelming, and she had completely forgotten about the pain now.
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Post by Sturm on Feb 17, 2007 15:03:05 GMT -5
Brandon walked over to her and looked her straight in the eye. "You should stay put, that way you don't have to be in here as long," he said to her quietly.
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Post by ♥ Luna Xian ♥ on Feb 17, 2007 15:07:30 GMT -5
"Ah...." Celine said, "But sir, they need me, I'm good enough to walk and do everything now, thanks to this docter." She spit the word docter between his teeth. She stood up, leaning slightly on the examination table. But Celine ran, she bolted past Brandon, not knowing were to go, she wouldn't desert, and there was no were she could actually go.
((... >.>;; Had to add some excitment... Sitting down in a scary docter-filled place is no fun, so I make her run. Run puppet run! BWHAHAHAA!))
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Post by Sturm on Feb 17, 2007 15:28:45 GMT -5
"Wait! Aww... fuck..." Brandon said as she ran out the door. Brandon ran out after her, but he couldn't see where she went. "Where the hell did she go?" he said.
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Post by ♥ Luna Xian ♥ on Feb 17, 2007 15:36:07 GMT -5
Celine had ran out around the Humvees and was sitting behind a pile of sand bags, well it was more like leaning on her side. Her back hurt, they had given her pain killers and that was slowing down her mind. She had said no to it, but after a few moments had willingly taken them. She was tired, and it was a battle to stay awake. But the thought of getting caught running, was even worse. She poked her head above the sand bags, looking to see if anyone was coming by.
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Post by Sturm on Feb 17, 2007 15:46:37 GMT -5
Brandon walked about, looking for her. "Celine!" he called out to her. "Where the hell could she be?" he asked himself.
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Post by ♥ Luna Xian ♥ on Feb 17, 2007 15:53:07 GMT -5
Celine ducked back down, not before releasing a rather loud-give-awayish yelp of pain. "Shit" she muttered, and crawled behind a Humvee. "Can't find me." She said, almost laughing.
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Post by Sturm on Feb 17, 2007 17:41:11 GMT -5
"Oh what the hell..." Brandon said as he heard her yelp in pain. "PRIVATE EVESON!!! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!!!!" He screamed in his best Drill Sergeant voice, loud enough to be heard halfway across the camp.
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