[centre][h1][b][color=fff200]Niesha[/color][/b][/h1]
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 building one, the infirmary [/centre]


Niesha smiled, relieved that Titania seemed to be okay. She'd still keep an eye on her, but then she'd keep an eye on everyone that seemed to be coming in. She quickly looked over those coming in, and looked back to Titania [color=fff000]"That would be great, thank you. If you run into something you don't know what to do, call me over"[/color] She said gratefully, gaze flicking over to Tom for a moment. Perhaps if some of the injuried coming in weren't too bad, she'd ask a couple of them to take Tom away. She drew in a deep breath, and tryign to catelouge the injuries in her mind, she approached those that had just come in, quickly washing her hands. 

Beginning to deal with the burns, watching for any serious bleeding, Niesha soon slipped into a rhythm as she cleaned burns and cuts, putting on the appropriate dressings and taking quick observations, just in case. She checked on the supplies she had gathered, wondering if she would need more. Chances were. But she didn't want to leave titania alone for the time it would take to gather them, just in case something bad happened. 

Besides, she knew that more was coming, and she wanted to be there when they arrived. She hoped things weren't bad out there, but from the way it appeared, they were. How many more people were going to die, tonight?