“You have some bandages and antiseptics, do you?”

“Yes”

Unrolling a roll of bandages from Sharons supply as she spoke, Liaena was studying the wound closely, looking back at Vashi at her suggestion. Producing a pad of cotton wool, she dripped some liquid from a bottle onto it carefully, which promptly began to smoke. “Fine…just don’t overdo it. Else we’ll be picking the bullet out of [i]you[/i] instead”

There was a stifled snort of laughter from an eavesdropping Rithrynn at [b]Liaena[/b] telling somebody not to ‘overdo it’. Liaena shot her a half-hearted scowl in response, before returning her attention to Serphia sardonically as Vashi readied her spell: “Just stay still….and this’ll only hurt a lot”

*

With a [i]ping[/i], a small shard of lethal metal ripped itself way free to shoot off at considerable velocity and embed itself into a wall somewhere. In very much character with her grizzled determinator persona and to her credit, Serphia didn’t make a sound. As blood gushed forth Liaena slapped the cotton pad on and applied pressure, causing it to hiss and smoke even more enthusiastically. Exactly what the ‘antiseptic’ was, few could say. But it certainly hurt….more than a lot. 

As the hissing slowly ebbed away, so too did the flow of purple blood now soaking through the pad. Liaena applied another pad of cotton wool on top of the first one, pinning it to a bandage which was then wound around Serphia’s midriff, covering the wound several more times before finally being tied off. Liaena fumbled with the ends of the linen slightly in her grubby fingers before managing to tie a knot as she looked up at Serphia with a smile. “You should probably change these when we get out of here, but the wound’s clean. Not so bad, was it?”

Looking at Serphia’s face, Liaena noted the slightly red glint in her eyes as the elven captain stared balefully down at the tiny human. 

[i]“Not sure if going to get punched…or not”[/i]

“Nothing a seasoned Veteran like yourself couldn’t handle, I’m sure”