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Post by KANE on Jan 29, 2012 19:37:47 GMT -5
Alyssa tried to take some deep breaths to get more air into her lungs. The smoke she had inhaled made her throat sore and gave her the feeling that she couldn’t breathe easily. At least it’s only temporary... she told herself. If I take Cecil’s advice, I’ll be able to get this cleared up within a few weeks. A small smile pulled at her lips. Hoenn’s Leader would get better as fast as possible however possible to lead Nox. They needed stronger forces. How could they accomplish anything if their own Leader was off because of injuries?
They can’t. she answered herself silently.
Her facial muscles twitched slightly as the bandages were laid upon her skin, they tickled slightly, though the twitching of her muscles soon spelled a bit of pain and she forced herself to still. ”Even if you weren’t able to become any sort of hospital nurse since the war started; you’ve become a fine one because of it.” she informed him, glancing up at him and moving her head back to its normal hold. ”If I feel any worse I’ll be sure to get myself further treatment, but for now I have to return to the battlefield. Are Flygon and Weavile good to go?” Obviously in Weavile’s case, he was not ‘good to go’, but better than he had been and safe to be released from care.
She stood; ready to go if he gave her the okay. Seeing as this was his area of expertise, she would wait for his confirmation before taking any action.
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Post by KANE on Jan 30, 2012 9:08:48 GMT -5
[Cecil stepped back as he finished applying the bandages. A job well done. He supposed that was it, in terms of things he could actually do right here. He went to sterilize his supplies, satisfied that Ms. Akiyama should be okay. This had been a quick encounter, and he wished that he could stay and talk some more, but there had to be many other injuries for him to treat. Even if Nox was winning - he couldn't tell - wounds were inevitable in any battle. He couldn't stop himself from smiling at Ms. Akiyama's compliments. "Thank you, ma'am. And you've been a fine leader, as well. I'm glad to have you leading Nox in Hoenn." Maybe, at some point, he could rise up the ranks, be something more than a simple medic to Nox. Cecil didn't mind that he wasn't a nurse at a hospital, as he'd once dreamed. If anything, this was a far worthier cause. Cecil looked over the pokemon one last time. The Flygon hardly seemed wounded anymore, and the bullet holes had healed up nicely. The Weavile wasn't ready to go right back in the fight, of course, but it wouldn't die of its injuries. He nodded at Ms. Akiyama. "I'd try to keep your Weavile out of battle for a little while, but your Flygon is pretty much ready to go,"[/color] he confirmed. "It's been an honor to meet you, ma'am. Good luck out there."[/color] With a quick parting salute, he turned to face his supplies, finished packing up his things. After all, as a combat medic, he seldom had time to rest.[/quote]
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