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

Niesha waited, feeling like the infirmary was holding its breath, like it knew all hell was going to come to them. Niesha wondered, as they waited, who would make it through the night. As what seemed like an explosion burst through the complex, Niesha tensed, waiting for more, wondering if anyone had been hurt, mentally trying to figure out what injuries would manifest from that. Burns, certainly. People falling over fromt he blast, maybe? So injuries from that...she wondered if they had enough of everything, or if she was going to be running around boiling water, ripping up sheets, slaming together medicines as quickly as she could...One thing was for certain, whatever happened here tonight, she was going to be busy the next few days trying to replenuish their stock of medicines, at the very least. 

as Kristina appeared, totting along one of the newer arrivals to newman, Niesha took the chance to leap into action, looking the woman over as she approached, seeking to help Kristina with her-knowing Kristina herself had an injured ankle. The woman just seemed bruised up, mostly, but if she'd fallen on something, as it seemed evident from the way she was limping and being supported, Niesha knew there could be internal injuries, and she wondered if they were set up for that. [color=fff000]"What happened? Did you hit your head?"[/color] She looked to Kristina too, hoping there would be answers enough for what happened. Panic shifted threw her. If there was injuries inside, and injured coming...would they have enough beds, or would they have to result to using every bit of avaliable floor space? Her heart clenched-Sophia! Yet she reframed from panicking fully. Sophia just had to be alright. 

[color=fff000]"I'm Niesha, and I guess I'm helping here"[/color]