Characters: Al, Steph, Vasquez, House, Ecks, and Castiel
Location: WW8 - the scrap wall
Date: Day 234
Summary: Al and co join in the attempts to get over the scrap wall
Warnings: Possible blood and injury
[Oh no, the scrap wall is big and sharp!
Make your own top levels in here.]
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[ She lets him go to pull her bag around and dig through it for her cloth strips. ]
For now, hold them together. Apply as much pressure as you can.
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I-- I can't, I'm sorry.
[They're cut up too much, he can't use them to put pressure on one another.]
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[ She has to pull out some of her rations, but she finally produces the first aid kit. Inside, among other things, are several long strips of cloth.
She takes one of his hands and starts wrapping it, having very little mercy for the sensitive cuts. She needs pressure and she needs it now. ]
This is gonna hurt. I'm sorry.
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It's so strange.
[His voice is quiet, a mixture of awed and tense.]
I keep forgetting what real pain feels like, even with how different I am here. Isn't that stupid?
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Once she's done with the one hand she moves on to the other. ]
It's not stupid. I've broken dozens of bones. You never remember exactly how much it hurts until it happens again.
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[Even after all this time, it still feels like an impossibility brought to life whenever it happens.]
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It was important to try this, but... don't forget you're not invulnerable, Al.
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[He knows he's not invulnerable, even if he forgets that he can bleed sometimes.]
But this-- what do you think the wall is made from? Nothing should be able to cut through so easily.
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It must be the stuff the houses in the west are made of. Nothing I could do would even scratch it.
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[He wishes he had it for a lot more than that, but...]
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[He tries to keep his voice light, but there's an undercurrent of worry. He's going to be useless with his hands like this.]
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[ She smiles, and takes out her tablet to send a quick text off. ]
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Have you heard of that metal before?
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[ Just as soon as Admin answers a couple more questions. ]
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[He glances down at where blood is welling through his bandaged hands.]
But I should probably go and find Dr. House, he might be able to do something more permanent.
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