[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=82ca9d]Vivian Ormerod[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/4d0XVc2KVohWw/giphy-facebook_s.jpg[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Newnan Infirmary
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Sid[/center][hr]

	Vivian groaned as she tossed the two way radio down on the gurney. They wanted her to rush over to lock up after Walkers just flew through the air like a milk shake in the blender with the lid left off. Seriously? Other than her, there were probably Newnanites that would be needing attending to. Some Jack-ass that was part of the group that put a bullet through her chest was at the bottom of her to help lost and just moved right past Alicia to male the top of her Kill Parade. She'd get to him and when she did he'd wished she hadn't.

	Hissing she pushed Sid back, sure he was [i]trying[/i] to help but he doing no better than pushing the blood around and every so often pushing way to hard into the open wound. [color=82ca9d]"Trying to kill me?"[/color] she snapped as she leaned there weakly against the gruney. [color=82ca9d]"Go to the fridge, get two bags of A+ blood, shove them down your pants, grab a blood transfusion kit, and get back over here,"[/color] she snapped as she slowly managed to get up onto the gurney itself. It might have sound absurd but it was a quick way to warm the blood, his twig and giggle berries would just have to get over it.

	Picking up the items he had brought over before hand she started doing what she could to patch herself up. It was hard though. She had a lot of blood loss, could only use her non dominant hand, was doing it in reverse and on herself with no anesthetic to numb the wound as she pushed the curved needle through. What's worse, she might have to count on Sid to stitch up the exit wound. Fucking hell...