«We Could Be Legends»

"Bleddyn?"Wolfram tore his gaze from the ground."Bleddyn!"His voice was shrill with panic as he saw in the dim light, blood now dripping on the ground. He quickly moved over to her."Lachlan....!"He glanced at his friend."She's loosing a lot of blood..." He shuddered, looking back at the wound. I don't know what to do....I have to pull the knife out to stop the bleeding, but it'll cause more bleeding as well.... "I don't know what to do..."
Bleddyn shifted away from him, curling her good leg into her chest in a stupid attempt at warming herself out of the shock. The thought of relocating her left leg was jarring. "Just ll-leave it be. I'll be ff-fine." The bed of blood she was resting on wasn't even registering as nauseating- perhaps it was just her old familiarity with scarlet rivers.
"No, you will not be fine."Wolfram snapped."You'll die of blood loss. I'm not going to let that happen. I have....I have to....."He threw his head back, letting out a inaudible shriek of frusteration."LACHLAN!"
(Guys, I'm sorry, my posts won't be fancy, I'm really sick rn)
Lachlan, who had untimely passed out again, opened his eyes. He climbed to his feet unstably, looked woozy as he glanced between the two. "We have to cut off the run of bl... Blood." He stammered, ripping some of his shirt off. "Tie this h... hard above the wound, Wolfram. I shouldn't... Shouldn't in this state."
 
(Guys, I'm sorry, my posts won't be fancy, I'm really sick rn)
Lachlan, who had untimely passed out again, opened his eyes. He climbed to his feet unstably, looked woozy as he glanced between the two. "We have to cut off the run of bl... Blood." He stammered, ripping some of his shirt off. "Tie this h... hard above the wound, Wolfram. I shouldn't... Shouldn't in this state."
(Oh man, sorry Riv! I hope you feel better :hugs)

"But...should I pull...the knife out?"Wolfram asked hesitantly."Uh, maybe you should lay down, Lachlan. You don't look good."
 
"I have a couple questions, if you don't mind." River said, flicking her wolf ears. "My son told me about what happened in the park, he also told me about you mentioning the Multitude. Who are they?"
"The Multitude is an organisation out there to protect those who can't protect themselves, both human and inhuman. We are kind of an anti-Pure group," Indigo explained.
(So, not the same Silver from WCBH?)


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Brisa opened her eyes to her window shades opening like they were programmed to do every day at 8:00am. The sun attempted to dance across her face (and was smothered by a cloud) as she lay there, listening to the rain bounce off the roof, trying desperately to figure out how this day was progressing normally after the... bizarreness that was yesterday. Sighing, she rolled out of bed and pulled on a cheery yellow dress that her mixed emotions were struggling to match, putting her unbrushed hair into a braid. Glancing out the window at the forbidding sky, she grabbed her black rain coat and slipped it on. Fingering the scuffed area on the end of her hoverboard from where she had rammed that guy's head yesterday, she picked it up and headed downstairs. She noted that her mom had already gone to work and ate a quick bowl of cereal before heading out to the street.
 
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(Oh man, sorry Riv! I hope you feel better :hugs)

"But...should I pull...the knife out?"Wolfram asked hesitantly."Uh, maybe you should lay down, Lachlan. You don't look good."
(Thanks! :hugs )
"After you cut the blood supply. Then you need to... To bandage it. Cloth from one... One of our shirts will do." Lachlan said, and nodded, sliding down into a sitting heap.
 
(Thanks! :hugs )
"After you cut the blood supply. Then you need to... To bandage it. Cloth from one... One of our shirts will do." Lachlan said, and nodded, sliding down into a sitting heap.
Wolfram pulled off his sweatshirt, shivering. He was very aware now of how cold it was to be a t-shirt. He mumbled to himself, something about killing something. He grabbed the knife, wincing. He just had to be quick with wrapping it, and everything would be alright, surely? He mentally slapped himself. He took a deep breath, holding Bleddyn's leg still with his hand."Do. Not. Move."He told her(@HeavensHens88).
 

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