[color=ed1c24][b][h3]Dmitri Pavlovich[/h3][/b][/color]

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[color=ed1c24]Shit... Okay! I got it, we're turning around! Just settle down a moment, you aren't helping anyone by panicking, and you might cause her more pain in your panic so chill![/color]
[color=f7941d][i]I carefully decelerate, not slowing down to quickly, lest Liz go flying through my wind shield and complicate the day even further. I do a U turn and go back to where I could see the woman lying in the snow. I unlock the doors, as we roll to a stop, knowing Liz wouldn't wait to jump out. I park the wagon, turning on my hazards, and checking the street around us, we seemed to be alone, but that didn't mean much. I run around to the back of the wagon and pull out my med kit, closer to a battle field medic's pack than a first aid kit, and run over to join Liz by her mother's side. I try to asses the damage as I kneel across from Liz, opening the bin and moving the boxes of small bandages and burn cream out of the way. Thankfully the snow drift on the side of the road seemed to have cushioned her fall considerably, meaning she might get off with only a broken leg after all. Dmitri hoped that was all he'd done. He didn't usually care about others, and interestingly he really only cared about this woman because she was someone of significance to Liz.[/i][/color]

[color=ed1c24]Where does it hurt? Can you feel anything right now?[/color]