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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Aug 29, 2006 0:57:38 GMT -5
KATE
She studied him a moment, seeing the pleading in his eyes and suddenly felt terrible about being selfish. Here she was, afraid of a using needle and thread on skin when he sat there so calm with a gaping wound in his back.
"Of course I will," she said quietly as she took a step closer, swallowing a lump in her throat.
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Post by Jack on Aug 29, 2006 1:01:04 GMT -5
JACK
Once again Jack was overwhelmed by that suite feeling of relief, "Thank you." He picks up the travel bottle of vodka from the sand in front of him where he put it and hands it to Kate. She takes it and looks at it. "Its for your hands." He noticed her knuckles were bloody.
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Aug 29, 2006 1:11:23 GMT -5
KATE
He wants me to sew under the influence? had crossed her mind before he explained it was for her hands. Of course, to sanitize them before dealing with an open wound.
The unscrewed the cap and starting pooring the alcohol onto her hands.
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Post by Jack on Aug 29, 2006 1:12:25 GMT -5
She pours some of it into her hand. Jack watches her and stops her from using it all, "Save some for me," she looked a little confused, "for the wound."
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Aug 29, 2006 1:25:13 GMT -5
KATE
He'd answered before she'd become too confused. Obviously he was catching on that she wasn't completely with it. She gave a small smile as she handed the bottle back, then knelt down behind him and picked up the sewing kit. She opened it and looked at the array of colors and she held back a nervous laugh.
"Do you have a color preference?" Joking about it was helping to calm her nerves.
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Post by Jack on Aug 29, 2006 1:27:13 GMT -5
JACK
Jack laughs a bit, "No, standard black."
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Aug 29, 2006 1:46:11 GMT -5
KATE
She starts threading a needle as he sterilizes the wound with the rest of the alcohol.
I can do this, she thought. She takes a deep breath and let's it out. It's like sewing a pair of jeans... Jeans made of flesh. No! Don't think that.
"I might throw up on you," she said half-joking.
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Post by Jack on Aug 29, 2006 1:47:42 GMT -5
JACK
Jack continuously trying to keep her spirit up "You're doing fine," he replies.
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Aug 29, 2006 1:58:37 GMT -5
KATE
She gave a smile of gratitude for the confidence he had in her. She looked at him thoughtfully and said, "You're don't seem afraid. I don't understand how that can be." She looked back down and continued sewing.
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Post by Jack on Aug 29, 2006 2:05:28 GMT -5
JACK
He thought long and hard about what she asked, it was true, he wasn't afraid. "Well, fear's sort of an odd thing. When I was in residency, my first solo procedure was a spinal surgery on a 16-year-old kid. A girl. And at the end, after thirteen hours, I was closing her up, and I... I accidentally ripped her dural sac. Shredded the base of the spine where all the nerves come together. Membrane, stenos tissue and ... So it ripped open. Nerves just spilled out of her like angel hair pasta. Spinal fluid flowing out of her, and I... and the terror was just so... crazy. So real. And I knew I had to deal with it. (As he talks, tears leak from his eyes.) So I just made a choice. I'd let the fear in. Let it take over. Let it do its thing. But only for five seconds. That's all I was gonna give it. So I started to count. One... two... three... four... five. Then it was gone. I went back to work, sewed her up, and she was fine."
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Aug 29, 2006 2:10:02 GMT -5
KATE
It was an amazing thing to do; to actually let go of fear like that. She didn't think it was something she could do.
"If that would have been me, I'd've made a run for the door."
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Post by Jack on Aug 29, 2006 2:17:22 GMT -5
JACK
Jack thought for a moment ***(Thinking) She really does have potential, its definitly clear, perhaps the problem is trying to get her to realize it.*** "No I don't think that's true... you're not running now." Jack turns to look at her and there eyes meet.
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Aug 29, 2006 2:26:09 GMT -5
KATE
She looked up at him, thinking he was saying those words just to be polite, but when she met his eyes, she saw that he'd meant it. She smiled and kept looking at him, realizing what she'd missed seeing when she had been preoccupied with trama and fear; he was really good looking.
Realizing her thoughts, she quickly looked back down and finished the job, tying off the thread. Don't go getting attached, Kate, she thought. Help will be arriving soon and you'll have to stay and never see him again, or worse, you'll be caught and he'll know what you really are.
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Post by Nameless on Aug 29, 2006 7:29:47 GMT -5
Slowly, he closed the distance to the area. The crash had woken him up, and he had dashed through the forest to get here.
Lowering his head slightly, dangling from the branch with just a hand and a foot to hold him, he peeked down from thick foliage.
People. Why they here? They crash too?
He saw lots of people. Tiny ones, big ones. All diffrent. He never seen so many people all at once.
He kept looking, careful not to get spotted.
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Post by Ethan Rom on Aug 29, 2006 13:23:06 GMT -5
***Arzt enters***
Gingerly, he began to pick up small branches, not wanting to get his hands dirty. Aw, to hell with it. He started to pick up larger clumps.
Wish I had some soap....
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Post by sugarplumfairy100 on Aug 29, 2006 13:28:53 GMT -5
***Molly Enters*** Molly spotted him, touching the wood with the tips of his fingers. She smirked. "Uh, Mister? Is that dead wood? Cause I thought you could only make a fire with dead wood," She picked up a large branch. It was dead, and she easily snapped it in half. Grubs sprang out. "EW!" she scrieked, stepping back. "Well I guess I know what's on the menu tonight," picked it back up. Why did I volenteer?...
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Post by Ethan Rom on Aug 29, 2006 13:31:27 GMT -5
ARZT
"It's good enough, lumberjack."
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Post by sugarplumfairy100 on Aug 29, 2006 13:33:54 GMT -5
"Charming," Molly snapped. She spotted a grub on his back, and smirked. "I bet you didn't know that, did you? About the dead wood," She knew she was pissing him off, knew that he probably did know, and knew he was about to yell at her, or say something harsh. She gathered some more branches.
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Post by sugarplumfairy100 on Aug 29, 2006 13:42:45 GMT -5
OOC: gotta go, dinner.
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Post by Jack on Aug 29, 2006 14:06:11 GMT -5
As Kate finishes sewing him up, "Thank you so much, I told you you do it. Listen I have to go, but thank you, thanks alot."
***Jack leaves for F3 Area of Suvivors Camp***
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