[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=khaki]Dr. Victor Bonheur[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://static.tumblr.com/aa75d26cb085e9d843edd99caacd5cc6/pkcnu7m/Byln7xo2h/tumblr_static_52sif9e9ka8s4kksskogw4scc.gif[/img][hr][hr][b]Location:[/b] Building 1 (Main - Infirmary)[/center][hr] 
	At Astrid's words of his stability he gave a firm and curt nod, save opening his mouth again before Neisha had departed fully. He'd only barely managed to keep his control moments before and in his unknown condition it was best not to irritate himself any further than could be helped. The last thing Astrid needed right now was for Victor to pass out and be unresponsive again. He ran a hand over his chest and took a deep breath in, feeling his heart beating and counting his ability to hold said breath. It was peculiar what had happened but not something that was entirely unknown to him. The only heart surgeon around who suffered from heart problems. How ironic would that be?

	Glad that Neisha was finally gone, Victor lay in his bed and observed Astrid performing her duties admirably. When she walked over to him with the still of the x-ray he almost turned her away and told her to trust her judgement but as she was quite literally on her own for a while, he figured it was best to help in whatever way he could right now. Taking the still carefully and examining it with as much care and attention as he always would he smiled gently before speaking. [color=khaki]"Oui, very good Astrid. Of course I expected nothing less from you."[/color] He handed the still back to her carefully and then heard young Kristina's voice.

	[color=khaki]"Oh me? Nothing mon cher, I am simply 'ere 'elping Astrid train. It was too warm in distillery for my old bones today."[/color] He smiled softly towards Kristina and, despite knowing what Astrid would say when they were in private, Victor began to remove the connections and needles from his arm and chest before swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. He did not risk getting [i]out[/i] of the bed but he sat there as if he hadn't a care in the world. He did not want to worry those in Newnan unduly, he could simply have had a bad fainting spell but in his heart (lol) he knew better than to assume.

	As he sat upright he gave a gentle wave to Kristina and smiled as brightly as he possibly could. [color=khaki]"See? Right as rain, [i]pas de soucis[/i]."[/color][hider=Translations]mon cher = my dear
pas de soucis - no worries[/hider][hr][center][h1][color=darkslategray]Svetlana Volkov[/color][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m135wmHueg1r7exvr.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] On the road, behind the truck[/center][hr]
	Amelia jumping behind Ed was her signal that the culprits had came out of hiding. She had no idea how she was going to get out of this one and she had no idea who these people were but she knew one thing, they were not going to be friendly. She heard a male asking where they were from, well then, this is where her "inability" to speak English was either going to help her or kill her. She'd made the risk countless times previously and fortune had worked out in her favour. Hopefully the same could happen again, right now.

	[color=darkslategray]"YA ne ponimayu ni slova, chto vy govorite, vy nemytyye svin'ya. Otva 'li!"[/color] She spat on the ground away from herself but making it audible enough that they'd hear her. She figured they would have known she was there as they had been hiding in the tree line.

	Without getting up from the truck, she pulled the hammer back on her pistol, Svetlana wasn't going to give up without some form of fight. She'd been through a lot in her years in this new world and she was never going to back down. She opened her mouth to yell profanities in her mother tongue but then Amelia actually opened her mouth and answered the damn question! Idiot girl. Although no sooner had she spoken than Ed looked as if he was doing some thinking which kind of made him look constipated from Svetlana's vantage point. Although when he said the word girl and then pointed at Amelia she perked a brow and then watched as he waved her toward the men that were responsible for their current predicament.

	Well that was to be expected. She knew Ed was a moron but this was just taking the absolute cake. She literally hissed at Ed from her spot on the ground and then spat at his feet before cussing him out again. [color=darkslategray]"YA nadeyus', chto oni treniruyutsya vash tunnel', dik kosiak."[/color] She'd had enough and she stood upright and aimed the gun right at Ed's head. She turned her head to look at the biker-esque man and frowned. He really did look like one of those men that would have a very tiny dog that sat on their shoulder before the world went to shit. She glared at the men that had came out of the tree line and counted them as she trained her gun on Ed's head. She knew they didn't give a shit about them but if she seemed unpredictable maybe they'd not want her anymore.

	[color=darkslategray]"Yesli vy ishchete chto-to, chtoby poyest', vzyat' yego. Uchityvaya razmer yego golovy on dolzhen sdelat' khoroshiy zharenoye."[/color] She looked to see if there were any clear paths in which she could make a run for it. [color=darkslategray]"Krome togo, on imeyet ochen' bol'shuyu zadnitsu. Vy znayete... Boleye podushki dlya tolkaniya?"[/color] She smirked and then began to try and see which men had guns and which did not. She made sure to say things that made sense and weren't needless insults on the off chance that one of them knew Russian. She didn't want to take too many chances right now. She hoped that her speaking would cause them to hesitate enough for her to try and get a grip on what she was up against.
[hider=Translations]YA ne ponimayu ni slova, chto vy govorite, vy nemytyye svin'ya. Otva 'li! = I do not understand a word that you're saying, you unwashed pig. Fuck off!
YA nadeyus', chto oni treniruyutsya vash tunnel', dik kosiak. = I hope that they train your tunnel, dick joint.
Yesli vy ishchete chto-to, chtoby poyest', vzyat' yego. Uchityvaya razmer yego golovy on dolzhen sdelat' khoroshiy zharenoye. = If you are looking for something to eat, take him. Given the size of his head, he must make a good roast.
Takzhe, on imeyet ochen' bol'shuyu zadnitsu. Vy znayete... Boleye podushki dlya tolkaniya? = Also, he has a very big ass. You know... More cushion for the pushing?[/hider][hr]