[centre][h1][b][color=fff200]Niesha[/color][/b][/h1]
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Location: Infirmary (building 1)[/centre]

There were  many things that Niesha wished were better in the world. Mostly… Mostly she wished that they wouldn’t have to fear death every day. After so long, it seemed like Newman would stand forever, but they had suffered loses, and it seemed like they always would. She wouldn’t even wish for the dead to be dead- the cure…. It might never exist. It might be as elusive as the cure for Cancer. She looked up at the chance to do something, and nodded. While she had wanted to get away from thinking about what had happened, it was a task she’d take, knowing that every little bit would help out there. 

[color=yellow]”Alright”[/color] She said softly, going to the stores to check what they could spare. She decided to start off simple, and move on wards from there. Band-aids. She spent a few moments going over them, a slight smile forming without her noticing. The band-aids they had seemed mostly designed for kids, but she knew a little bit of colour might just be better than the usual dull brown. She grabbed a couple of each- Mickey Mouse, Sponge Bob, Thor, Wonder Woman, The Ninja Turtles, and then just for the heck of it, a couple of the camo ones. She packed them away neatly, before looking over what else they had. There were things that were in low supply that she knew they couldn’t give to James, not when there were people here that would use them. 

The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few, after all. 

Which was utter crap to Niesha, but she sighed and moved passed them. Hospital grade tape. There was enough there that she grabbed a couple of rolls, adding gauze to the mix as well. She hesitated, and then grabbed some super glue. Anything, she thought, that could be used on large cuts, on deep cuts, to stop bleeding. She added some rubbing alcohol and moleskin to the mix as well, and she seemed to spend a moment or two on a rather… unique issue. Pads and Tampons. James wasn’t female, but… There was no denying that they were rather equipped to deal with blood, to absorb it. In this day and age, you used anything you could get your hands on. 

Still, would it be appreciated? Anything could be used as a bandage… Anything could be used to slow down bleeding… 

She decided to throw in a pack of pads, making a note in her mind to write down the reason why, when she was finished. 

She moved onto medications, her hand hovered over the aspirin, hesitating, before she grabbed a bottle. Covering pain wasn’t generally a good thing, but she knew any advantage out there could be the difference between life and death. And James was sensible enough to make sure he didn’t neglect pain, an injury. Cortisone, Symbicort.... Both could be used for breathing problems... She grabbed one of each, at this point realising she was just going to give James anything she could. She remembered what it was to be out there, and she knew that if she’d been out there every a few weeks longer, she wouldn’t have survived. There was only so long you could keep on going. 

So she’d give James every advantage that she could, and hope he’d survive. She threw in some multivitamins as well, figuring that if he couldn’t get anything to eat, they’d help his nutrition at the very least until he could get food. Even if Niesha personally thought multivitamins made for very expensive urine, when you had no food… it was very beneficial. Finally she turned to the herbs they could spare. There weren’t many, and she gathered what she could- chive, sunflower, ginger, witch hazel. From a drawer, she retrieved the notes she was making on herbs and their medicinal uses, ripping off some blank paper, she hurriedly wrote a note [i]”Pads in case of a wound, and you have nothing else”[/i] before hurriedly writing what the herbs could be used for, and how to make them useful. 

Taking the supplies back out, she knew a few moments of gathering first aid supplies could help, but she still felt a little useless.