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The Dome :: An Original Character RPG
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| Who: Eily and Nic
Where: the hospital
When: after this
Eily had a very hard time letting Patrick be pulled into an ER room to get looked at, stitched up, all that. At least she was given the news that they thought the prognosis was good, even if they couldn’t flat out tell her he would live. But she was going to cling to any tiny positive that she possibly could. Looking back at Nic, who had been among those brave enough to try and drag an Irish woman anywhere, she swallowed and stood straight. “What’s happening?” she asked.
Nic ran his fingers through his hair, far more stressed out than he usually was on Tuesday night. There hadn’t been anything this bad since he’d arrived in the dome, even with the riot that had been down at the gates. He couldn’t imagine what would’ve prompted the wolves to attack, and he was still spooked at how the one he’d shot at three times had been able to run away. He was supposed to remain calm under pressure, but Nic wasn’t entirely there. “They’ll stitch him up, give him fluids, possibly a transfusion, then possibly monitor him for twenty-four hours,” Nic said, taking a guess at all that, but figuring it was probably right. “How are you doing? Were you hurt?” He hadn’t even asked before. His focus had been on Patrick.
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| Who: Eily and Nic
Where: the bar
When: mid morning
Warnings: none
Eily wasn't a huge fan of this time of day. It wasn't because she wasn't a morning person--which she wasn't, so much, but oh well--it was because it was dull. Dull, dull, dull. Because it was a bar, and usually the only people in there were the serious, hardcoare alkies or people just off of midnights that wanted a good buzz on before they went to crash. Either way, it was quiet in there, with nothing much to do, no one much to talk to, and Eily liked being social.
Which was probably why she was leaning on the bar, chin propped on her hand, talking Nic's ear off. He was blood in the water to her great white, because he was the only person currently present worth talking to. "Okay so seriously now." she said, blue eyes on him. "What was the most bizarre call you had to respond to?"
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