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

Niesha wanted to keep Sophia safe, to tell her to stay and help where she could, to not have her go out in such a dangerous situation, but she knew she couldn't. She stood for a moment, watching Sophia walk away. She shifted, going over to check on Tom, keeping an eye on Tatiana. Fluid loss was going to be a big thing with Tom-the skin wasn't generally there with burns to keep fluid inside the body. she doubted there was much cling wrap around. Just what was she going to do? Getting a saline bag solution set, she set it by Tom, glancing over as Zoie stopped talking. Within moments, it was clear that Zoie wasn't going to live. 

Shit. Things really must be bad. She wached Froggy take Zoie's body away, and a sense of regret and sadness churned in her stomach. And Anger. Anger at whoever had attacked the community earlier. Anger that they didn't have the technoloy they drastically needed to save lives. Anger at the whole thing. Left with Kristina, and the injured, Niesha drew in a slow, steadying breath. [color=fff000]"Kris, can you see if she hit her head? Take her pulse, and check her pupils. See that they are the same size. I'll set up this bag for Tom, and clean the burns. IF she has any bleeding, put pressure on it, and I'll come over as soon as I can"[/color] She said to Kristina, nodding towards Titania, as another explosion seemed to rock them. [color=fff000]"Tom? I'm going to check over your wounds, and treat them as best I can"[/color]

Just how many more injured would they have? Shaking slightly, she pulled herself together, and trying to find somewhere she could insert the IV port in, Niesha drew in a breath slowly, letting it out just as slowly, and steadying herself. This wasn't the time. Leaving the saline running at a steady rate, she checked Tom's pulse, and tried to listen to his breathing, hoping they wouldn't lose someone else, so soon after Zoie. She didn't let herself think, rather act on what she knew, focusing on what she knew had to be done.