[center][url=https://fontmeme.com/halloween-fonts/][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190826/24cd099f47ecdd8b907839e72cc66979.png[/img][/url][/center] [center][sup][@Delphio][@Vaeltaja][/sup][/center] While the others talked around them, Eliza found herself looking down at Elijah’s arm; more specifically at the bandage around it that was started to look a little pink in places. [colour=goldenrod][b]”Hey,”[/b][/colour] She said, nudging him in the shoulder. [colour=goldenrod][b]”I wanna take another look at your arm. I think I saw a bit of glass still in it before.”[/b][/colour] Not really giving the man a say in the matter, she put a hand on his shoulder and steered him towards the large wall mounted first-aid kit. Unlatching the case and swinging it open, she was impressed with what she saw. It was not emergency trauma kit, but it [I]was[/I] very well stocked. From the kit she pulled out some tweezers, cotton swabs, a bottle of isopropyl alcohol, a pair of bandage scissors and some aspirin. Sure it did have some heavier pain killers, but Elijah didn’t exactly seem like he was suffering greatly. Setting it all on a near-by counter top, she then poked about the office eventually turning up a cupboard full of plastic wrapped shirts, identical to the one the security guard was wearing. Snagging one, she returned to Elijah. [colour=goldenrod][b]”I’m no Medic,”[/b][/colour] She said, trying to lighten the tone a bit, but not doing too well; off to their side, the security guard was suggesting they lift something from a motor pool and make for the city. [colour=goldenrod][b]”That said, I’ve done plenty of stuff like this…bit of an operational hazard in my job.”[/b][/colour] Holding up an arm, she showed a plethora of small to medium scars of various age; on that ran across the back of her hand was still a bit pink-ish and had the last traces of scabs. Unwrapping Elijah’s arm, she used the tweezers to take a cotton swab and dab the blood that had welled out of the cuts; fortunately it seemed to just be some capillary bleeding and nothing more. Ditching the bloodied swab, she apologized and then started poking about in the cut, eventually being rewarded with two small chunks of safety glass. Another bit of probing to make sure she didn’t miss anything, she then took a new swab, dosed it with a tiny bit of alcohol and used that to clean the wound. Once all that was done, she tore open the plastic bag and then used the scissors to cut the shirt into a few strips. One was folded up and placed over the cut, before the other was used to wrap Elijah’s arm much more securely than either version of the previous bandage. [colour=goldenrod][b]”There, that should hold you until a real medical type can have a look at it.”[/b][/colour] That all done, she moved a bit closer to the others. [colour=goldenrod][b]”Hey I’m Eliza, can I just throw my two cents in?”[/b][/colour] She said by way of an introduction. [colour=goldenrod][b]”If this place full of rich-ish tourists got blindsided by whatever the fuck [I]that[/I] is.”[/b][/colour] She added, waving towards the door most of them had just recently piled through. [colour=goldenrod][b]”Do you really think the local gov is doing anything? Shit goes bad, the tourists are usually the first ones out…bad PR if [I]they[/I] get killed and all that. My money says either the local gov is either already dead or under siege; I don’t know how many folks lived in Morseby, but I’m guessing that place make here look like a spa day”[/b][/colour] She started pacing back and forth as her nerves jangled. She was terrified, much like everyone else no doubt, but she knew she needed to stay calm, they all did if they wanted to stand a chance in hell of getting out. As she moved by the security guard, she stopped and looked at him. [colour=goldenrod][b]”What about a port, or a marina? We get there, get a boat…something long range, and head out to sea. It’d have radios and all that, and I know the Aussies or the Kiwis generally handle SAR work in these parts, so we’d just need to start transmitting a distress.”[/b][/colour]