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Mitch ([info]_egyptian_) wrote in [info]violethour_rpg,
@ 2012-02-07 17:42:00

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Entry tags:eagle nest, mercy, mitch, week four

week 4 - Friday - Eagle Nest
Who: Mitch and Mercy
Where: Eagle Nest, Golden Eagle Fun Park
When: Friday afternoon, Week Four
Why: Mitch is out for a run and runs into the park
Rating: PG?

Mitch tighten her shoe laces on her left foot before shifting over to do the same to her right foot. She ran a hand over her ponytail to assure her hair was all pulled back before to began stretching out her arms. Mitch was in her 'work-out' clothes, which basically consisted of basketball shorts, a loose shirt, and her worn tennis shoes.

She planned on doing a long distance jog down the highway, hit the edge of town then jog back. She was going to fight in the cage fight Saturday, so she wanted to make sure she still had her endurance.

Mitch took off with a steady pace and soon wished she still had her iPod in working condition. She tried to focus on the sound of her feet hitting the pavement but it took a while until Mitch could completely get into the zone of her job. Sweat dripped from her brow as she neared highway 38, therefore her turn around spot. She pushed hersel to sprint to the fun park near the highway. Her arms moved by her sides, and her legs picked up quicker. But Mitch hadn't paid attention to her proximity and before she knew it, Mitch was on a sprinting track towards a weed covered bumper car. "Ah!" she screetched as she tried to slow herself down. But physics won out this round, and Mitch slammed into the hard metal car. She stayed on the ground for a bit, catching her breath and trying not to pass out. Part of her wished no one saw that wipe out, while another part wondered how she was going to get up.



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[info]fighting_mercy
2012-05-01 07:33 pm UTC (link)
Mercy was walking slowly, she'd got up early, intending to use sunrise to pull her focus inward and calm down, dealing with her feelings and beginning to re concentrate her efforts back towards being a medic. She'd lost sight of that in recent weeks, and realizing that had panicked her. Made her feel dizzy even standing still, being a doctor was who she was.

She'd intended to go back, but somehow she'd just kept walking, losing track of time, almost stumbling over the woman in the old fairground. "Hello...what are you doing on the floor?"

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[info]_egyptian_
2012-05-12 06:21 pm UTC (link)
Mitch's body throbbed, pain mainly radiating from her left knee. But everything ached from hitting the ground so hard. "Ah, fuck!" she shouted in frustration. She held back the tears stinging in her eyes but the sharp, burning pain going up her knee was so something she hadn't felt before.

When the foot steps of someone coming near was picked up by Mitch's ears, she tried turing her head in the direction so she could see who it was, her back glued to the ground. "Hi, ow, I was just admiring the, ow, beautiful sky," she said a bit sarcastically with a smiling wince.

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[info]fighting_mercy
2012-05-12 06:30 pm UTC (link)
"Good job you're snarking at a doctor then, isn't it?" Mercy muttered with a crooked half smile. She cast a critical eye over the woman, noting the odd angle of her leg. Broken, no doubt, but the lack of blood meant that nothing had pierced the skin and therefore it was at less risk of infection, or a compound issue.

"This could be awkward...I'm going to have to find something to splint that...how is it feeling?" Mercy asked, moving to unfasten the woman's shoe to check for a femoral pulse, relieved to find one. One problem that was out of the way.

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[info]_egyptian_
2012-05-12 06:59 pm UTC (link)
Mitch bit her bottom lip lightly to keep from wincing. "Doctor? Well didn't I get lucky?" she commented nicely with a gracious smile. Mitch twisted her head to get a better look at the woman with the velvet voice. Mitch wished she wasn't all grungy and without make-up. This woman wasn't only attractive but a doctor. So smart, brains and beauty, quite nice.

Mitch held in another wince as the woman took her running shoe off her foot. "Let's make this less awkward, I'm Mitch. And my left leg hurts. More than everything else does. Though there's a pretty consistent pain through my whole body. I think I just pulled something, no biggie," she said.

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[info]fighting_mercy
2012-05-12 07:58 pm UTC (link)
"Hello Mitch, I'm Mercy. You haven't pulled something...From the angle it's a decent break, we can just hope that it's a clean break with no fragmentation or fracturing. You have normal temperature and a pulse in your foot, which is great, but it's going to need splinting until I can set it." Mercy murmured

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[info]_egyptian_
2012-05-12 08:12 pm UTC (link)
Dang, straight to work, no time for pleasantries. But Mitch could understand that, she was the injured one and Mercy was the one who had work to do.

"Whoa, broken? Crap." Mitch really messed up this time. "Um.. there should be branches or something around here for a splint. You can use my shirt to tie it to my leg. Here," Mitch pushed herself half way up, painfully, and used her hand to remove her shirt. She had to lay herself back down and the movement of it moved her leg a little. In-haling sharply, Mitch closed her eyes and cursed inside. "Just tare it into strips, if you can," she instructed.

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[info]fighting_mercy
2012-05-12 09:05 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah, I know what I'm doing." Mercy murmured as Mitch started issuing orders. "Please stay still or you risk disrupting the nerves to your leg and foot, and believe me, I don't want to have to hack your foot off."

Mercy moved to gather the required equipment, dealing with the shirt with the small blade she always carried. "Does anyone know you're out here? We might need help to get you back so I cast it."

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