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[color=7d6c00][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: Sewing Room (2F)
[color=7d6c00][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] Constitution
[color=7d6c00][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 2
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	The first appearance of shock is a funny thing. Be it light, peripheral shock or the more deep set, eyes rolling back in one's head, saving the physical form from the trauma of it's own disfigurement type of shock. But the first signs include a cold sweat and a sense of nausea, both of which assailed the good Doctor as Amaranthine began to dig the foreign hunk of ammunition from the fleshy part of his side. Luckily, the type of shock that began to pierce its icy claws into Dr. Swamp's senses was closer to the first type than the second. It didn't help matters any, as he could still feel the metal penetrate his body and he sure as hell was reacting to it. Swamp was able to prevent himself from screaming, but his breathing was labored and the more-than-occasional nonsensical grunt escaped from clenched teeth. 

	When he was able to do so, Swamp managed to eek out something of an apology. [color=7d6c00]"I am afraid..."[/color] It was a marginal start, but he continued, [color=7d6c00]"...that I am a poor patient. You are doing fine."[/color] He exhaled a shuddering breath and took a touch of responsibility away from Amaranthine, [color=7d6c00]"I am making it difficult. Please continue."[/color] There were very many things that he would rather be doing than have someone prod him with metal objects. Truth be told, he would have rather not been shot that day either. But into everyone's life a little rain must fall. Today was a downpour. 

	That, and he was giving some consideration towards revisiting what he had eaten that day in a highly ignoble, very abrupt manner. [color=7d6c00]"Might I borrow a bucket or wastepaper receptacle, please? A precaution."[/color]