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thelastdanse2017-11-06 11:13 am
sinphony) wrote in thelastdanse2017-11-06 11:13 am
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Mock Week
[ After the day before, with the reveal of the full extent of the rules and how the game works along with their hosts, the only thing everyone could do was have a meeting with alcohol and go to bed. And when awakened, everything is the same. It's still the large mansion, they're still locked inside, and there's still the idea that they have the choice to murder each other hanging over them. But now the mansion is free to explore to their hearts' content, save for the room under the stairs outside the mud room. All anyone can really do is just enjoy their week and hope for the best. ]
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[Short sentences. It's all he can really manage right now.]
Just tell me what I need to do.
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[Ok. Conan's got the first leg in position, so now, Shepard's going to start on the first leg splint. The medical supplies make it much easier, so that improvising what to use isn't a problem, at least.
He's actually done, and he checks that leg's pulse again to make sure it's not too tight. All good?]
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-right. Thanks.
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[Excellent. Time to repeat with the other leg, same with the pulse. Now, one last quick check of his breathing and pulse and stuff, before he now binds up the open wounds as carefully as he can with gauze and bandages.]
Ok, the worst is done, at least. Next stop, the other breaks.
[Which thankfully, won't be as awful as the legs, but those will need setting and splinting. Well, not the ribs, those can be taped later, but still.]
Just about done.
[Now to figure out how to move him.
...where the hell is everyone?]
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Fucker got away...
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[Literally Sherbet was the only suspect, what with his eyeball missing and all.
He's going to look around. If no one's near, he'll need to find someone to help, and soon. Even with the help Conan's rendered, expecting the seven year old to be able to carry a grown man with Shepard is a bit much.]
Did he do this to you?
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[Like hell is he letting Sherbet get away with this.]
Not that great at fighting, but... at least he's off me.
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[The question is what to actually do about that. But that could come later.]
He was in the infirmary last I left him...so we need to make sure you're in a place he's not right now. If anyone else was here...!
[Now he's standing. He's going to have to go looking for help, he has the feeling.]
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