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[color=#BA68A6][b]Location:[/b]  The Hallway - Baton Rouge, Louisiana[/color]
[color=#BA68A6][b]Skill:[/b]  First Aid[/color][/center][hr][hr]

She offered Casper a small smile as he spoke to her in french.  Wonderful.  The moment of "peace" was short lived as action soon won the day.  Mary was kicking heads in, people were shooting bullets, and there was plenty of shouting.  All of this was doing wonders for the woman's headache.  She wanted to vomit, each pulse of light worsening the effects brought on by the guns.  She was thankful Jack had covered her because she was not fit for much.

A splash of something grazed her cheek.  She touched the spot lightly and pulled her fingers from her face.  Even in the pulse of the red alarm lights she could see - blood.  She turned her gaze toward Jack and immediately went to him - damn her headache.  She was using one of her tactical blades to remove the sleeves of her garb.  She went to work crafting a tourniquet on him, to help stem the flow of blood.  Her face was screwed up in concentration and as she worked she managed to miss the fine julienne skills Ben was displaying.  [color=BA68A6]"Lemme see yer side,"[/color] she was saying, almost as if the voice was not her own.  The soft Cajun drawl crept into her voice.  She had not managed to completely stem the flow of blood but at least slow it for the time being.