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Post by 😺QuietStar😺 on Feb 7, 2020 0:02:02 GMT -5
Hagon looked to the others, then back to Drake, putting his hand on his shoulder. "I'm Hagon, and this is Drake." He said. "Pleased to meet you, although I wish it wasn't because of an earthquake."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 7, 2020 0:13:42 GMT -5
Hrafn nodded. "We don't have enough food for tomorrow, so either we need to go to the clocktower or to the market and grab some food." She watched Jason as he looked at Hagon, no mercy showing in his eyes. Her raven black hair was wet with sweat, and her eyes almost delirious with the earthquake affecting Kraka. The life of her sister was an honorable rememberance.
Jason looked at Hagon. He seemed confused, but also like someone he didn't want to fight. His black t shirt and jeans were on his body, and his eyes were mistrusting. The amber irises were battle tense.
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Post by 😺QuietStar😺 on Feb 7, 2020 10:29:49 GMT -5
"We don't want any trouble." Hagon said, briefly glancing at Jason, who seemed mistrusting and almost fight hungry. "Everyone in our neighborhood is presumed dead and we're trying to find people that aren't." Drake was still leaning on Hagon, trying to stay balanced. "I think Drake here, hurt his leg." He added.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 7, 2020 18:08:20 GMT -5
Bloth then said, "I took courses on healing. I won't harm Drake, unless it's something like antiseptics. Then those will hurt. Let me see the leg." He grabbed cloth bandages and antiseptic. Antibacterial ointment was at his side, and he then looked in case of a fight.
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Post by 😺QuietStar😺 on Feb 7, 2020 18:39:04 GMT -5
Drake sat down and rolled up his pant leg, wincing. "It got crushed under a table." He added. "Thankfully Hagon heard me otherwise I'dve been toast." Hagon laughed. "How could I NOT hear you?" He joked. "To be fair, I was calling for my mom, not you, so ha!" Hagon shrugged and turned to the other men. "He wins." He said, pretending to be defeated.
Hagon looked at Drake's leg, which was covered in scrapes, and slightly bruised.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 7, 2020 19:54:25 GMT -5
Bloth then nodded. "It doesn't seem broken, but the scrapes might need some ointment." He dabbed the ointment onto Drake's leg, then wrapping a bandage around it. Taking a small metal sheet cooled under a freezer, he pressed it around the bruises. "That is so it doesn't swell too mcuh."
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Post by 😺QuietStar😺 on Feb 7, 2020 20:12:26 GMT -5
Drake winced as Bloth dressed his wound, and gave him a metal sheet to use as an icepack. "Where'd you learn medicine?" He heard Hagon ask. He looked over at the brown haired, brown eyed man, and he seemed intrigued.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 7, 2020 20:22:06 GMT -5
Bloth shrugged. "I signed up for camps at the age of six. After that, I kept on until today. 9 years of training." He then said to Drake, "Don't stress that leg for a couple of days, and slowly introduce weight for the week after. If your metal sheet gets too warm, you can switch it out over there." He pointed to the freezer. "Put it under and grab another sheet."
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Post by 😺QuietStar😺 on Feb 7, 2020 20:41:36 GMT -5
Drake nodded. "Okay." He said.
Hagon looked around, seeing nothing but devistation outside. He sighed, looking back to the newly formed group. "What now?" He asked. He thought back to his girlfriend, Gracie, hoping she was okay, wherever she was.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 7, 2020 21:08:37 GMT -5
Hrafn just said, "We survive. Grow plants," she pointed at Holly, "Hunt animals, and raid the supermarket. Over there, we have almost ran it out of supplies. We will need to learn to do anything possible."
She looked at Drake. The boy seemed slightly confused, but she couldn't read faces very well. Her piercing silver and blue gaze darted around the room.
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