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[center][h1][color=8dc73f]Amelia Payne[/color][/h1]
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Location: Some Road in Arnco Mills then the crash site.[/center]
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 At first Amelia was confused at the other woman as she was talking in some other language. By the sound of it probably Russian. The blond had heard people talk it before and it seemed pretty darn similar if not the same, but she had no real way telling it was so. Which brought a brief thought in mind.[color=8dc73f][i]’ What’s a French speaking man and a Russian speaking woman doing together in a car…?’[/i][/color] She had no idea how they even communicated if they only knew those languages, but those thoughts were quickly replaced by complying by the gestured orders from Svetlana.[color=8dc73f]” The belt to stop the blood flow…right…got it…!” [/color]She said in confusion. Hoping the other woman truly said so.

 In the meantime the man seemed to have gotten really confused and delusioned. Probably from the shock of the wounds and the blood loss he was starting to get. That wound on his arm was pretty deep. [color=8dc73f][i]‘What’s with the angel of death talk?’[/i][/color] She thought in confusion. Was he thinking she was an angel to take him away or something? Well in his confused state he probably wouldn’t understand if she tried to explain so she just smiled.

 When Svetlana started to remove the glass shard from Édouard's hand while pushing at his mouth to keep him silent, he seemed to go on a panicked rampage, trying to free himself. A thing to which Amelia had quite the trouble to help keep him steady so the stab at his arm doesn’t get worse while it was removed.[color=8dc73f] “ Oui mon cher… ange de la mort. “[/color]She said to him, softly, trying to calm him down.[color=8dc73f]” Ici pour dire que votre temps est encore à venir ! “[/color] She said to him, trying to get him to understand they weren’t going to do anything to him. 

 At least they managed to get through the wound clearing and bandaging. Luckily it passed and he seemed to calm down somewhat by the time the black haired woman pulled the lever and freed him from the dent car door. After that pulling him out of the car was bloody annoying, but it happened and by the end, Amelia found herself leaning back and sitting for a moment on the ground. She was breathing deeply, trying to regain all the energy she lost fighting a delusioned man and keep him from moving.

 Amelia then jolted as the man suddenly walked over and kissed her on the cheek. She blushed brightly red, confused at the fact it just happened. [color=8dc73f]“What..why…wha… vous êtes les bienvenus...”[/color] She mumbled at the end by autopilot. He just kissed her on the cheek like it was nothing!

 [color=8dc73f]“Juste un moment !“ [/color]She said and pulled the first aid kit from her pack, moving it over to Svetlana and showing her the bandages for her to take. She pointed at the black haired’s forehead where she was wounded. Amelia knew the woman used her own medical supplies to help him, so she decided to share her own with Svetlana.


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 "Oui mon cher… ange de la mort" = Yes my dear... angel of death
 "Ici pour dire que votre temps est encore à venir" = Here to say that your time is yet to come 
 "vous êtes les bienvenus" = You are welcome
 "Juste un moment" = Just a moment
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