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the general mess(neatural ground)
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Rumiel
*twitch*
Frowned, the child's ears twitched forward to hear the breathing before she slightly relaxed. She dipped some of the wet cloth in alcohol, lightly stroking it over the woman's wounds, she frowned a little worried, leaning in closer to check for any more signs of damage before wiping off any extra dirt with a separate part of cloth. Carefully and tightly, careful to not cut off circulation she bandaged up the worst of the woman's wounds. "Miss M... please be okay..."
Posted 07-26-2011, 10:45 AM