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Date Posted: 23:43:59 02/02/06 Thu
Author: Haylie
Subject: Don't let another wounded soldier die..
In reply to: Kyrian 's message, "Another one bites the dust.." on 23:38:24 02/02/06 Thu

She shook her head, her eyes showing that she was a little overwhelmed but she was handling it ok, the adrenaline was bringing out all her training and she was still maintaining a level head and that was what was important. "No..they are down." She stated before she looked towards the door and then back to him. "I left the SUV up the hill...I don't think you can walk that far though, your losing blood fast..." She ran a hand down her face, trying to figure out the best way to handle this without losing him in the process. "I don't want to leave you here...was it only the three men? Were they the only one's you've seen?" She questioned, taking a step closer to him, her eyes moving over his injuries with an air that showed she was trying to be indifferent, she was trying to decipher the best thing she could do treat him here with what she had until she could get him somewhere else, where they could help him but each and every wound, blood spatter, burn, it was all searing into her mind and memory and she would never ever be able to forget the way the room smelled soaked with the fragance of his blood, burning flesh and the acid they had used on him.

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