[d20 Modern] RESIDENT EVIL: Damnation [PG -17]

mistergone

First Post

• Apr 15, 2003

• #231

1st Floor – Entrance Hall
Clairemont Mansion

Yuri kneels down and picks up the first aid kit, opening it.

"Allright... I need some light over here... it's getting dark in here. Well, darker." he says as he takes stock of the kit's contents. "Okay Mikey, you're first. Light that candle and come over here."

He then proceeds to tend to everyone's wounds, starting with Michael, then going through the civillians, then the rest of his team.

 

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Gurdjieff

First Post

• Apr 15, 2003

• #232

1st Floor – Front Entrance Steps
Clairemont Mansion


The moment everyone is safe inside the house, Maria slams the doors shut. "No need for making an easy entrance" she says while looking for something to lock the doors with, or barricade them.

After doing that, she walks over to Anders, kneeling down next to him. "You okay sir? Looks like a nasty fleshwound you got there. Need some help from our old "friend"?" She taps the bottle of booze she found in the car. "It's probably Isaacs but I dont think he'll mind at this moment."

Maria smiles after taking a gulp of whiskey herself.

 

Fanog

First Post

• Apr 15, 2003

• #233

1st Floor – Entrance Hall
Clairemont Mansion

Michael picks up the candle, and walks over to a corner to light it. He makes sure to pick a path that willl bring him past Private Patel. As he walks past her, he halts for a second to speak with her. Genuine concern lies in his voice.

"Hey Am, I think we did well, all of us. Please hurry with the torch, will you? Your arm must hurt like hell and I'd like to clean it asap."

Michael doesn't wait for an answer, but hurries over to light the candle. He sees Moreno takes a swig of the bottle of Jack, and walks over to her, gesturing to Borzakovsky that he'll be there in a second.

He adresses Maria in an apologizing tone, quite aware that he really shouldn't see a superior drink during a mission; no matter how screwed up it may be. His voice is quite small, as if to soften the request he's making.
"Corporal Ma'am, I'm really sorry, but could I take the bottle of whiskey? Between all of us, we've got many wounds, and they seem to be pretty nasty. I'd like to spare the supplies of the first aid kit, Ma'am. Maybe we could use the liquor to clean the wounds...?"

Michael waits before the Corporal, his head a bit low, waiting how the request will fall with her.

 

Festy_Dog

First Post

• Apr 16, 2003

• #234

Clairemont Mansion
1st Floor – Front Entrance Steps

originally posted by Forsaken One
"Isaac, get inside and let me take a look at that. Looks nasty but just let me see what I can do about it."

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"Thanks miss," he replies, then turns to the others, "There's plenty of us injured so I'll get Miss Amelia to look at my arm. Gives our medic more time to work on the others."

Isaac smiles and reaches into a pocket with his uninjured hand, he takes out the half spent pistol clip and hands it to Anders.

"You'd know where that'd be of most use," he says, then goes over to let Amelia look at his arm, "Don't worry about being gentle miss, I've had worse."

 

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KitanaVorr

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• Apr 16, 2003

• #235

Clairemont Mansion

1st Floor – Front Entrance

Jacqueline Nguyen

Your hands scrap over the floor even as the lights dim and your eyes strain to see what's on the front steps. Dead dog carcasses, the zombie body, and pieces of marble of varying sizes. Finally your fingers surround one piece just as a howl sounds in the distance.

1st Floor – Entrance Hall

Amelia Brogart

Your fingers touch Isaac gingerly as you observe your wound. Definitely nasty with a strong odor that had an acidic ring to it.

Anders Carlson

When you get closer you realize to your horror that the candles are nearly burned out...in fact...there was perhaps only a few seconds of light left...

Yuri Borzakovsky

Carefully you quickly observe the wounds but the light was flickering dimmer and dimmer. The smell and the look of the wounds quickly informed each of you of the bites' acidity. The medical training in you tells you that you need something wash the acid out right away before it eats away the entire arm. That's all you note before darkness intrudes into your vision.

Amisha Patel

With a flash, one of the matches brought the torch aflame glowing brightly just as the last flickering flame in the entrance hall goes out and drop s a cloak of darkness. There you stand in the center of the protective circle of light, the wind from the door threatening to put out even that barest margin of safetly.

 

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The Forsaken One

Explorer

• Apr 16, 2003

• #236

"Euhm miss, could you please hand me that bottle of wiskey over for a second. I could make good use of it here at the moment."

Slowly Amelia sits Isaac down on the ground and smiles gently at him.

"What happened out there Isaac? God the howling..."

A shiver goes down her spine and for a moment she shrugs as she tries to get rid of the feeling the memmory of the sound gives her. She gets up and grabs one of the candles on the wall and takes a closer look at the wound...

"Hmmmm... peculiar..."

"Isaac, if I had that bottle of wiskey of yours I think I could actually take care of this wound... but what's wrong with this wound I don't precisely know. The smell and the reddish looks... they bother me."

"How do you feel Isaac..? How do the wounds feel?"

 

Gurdjieff

First Post

• Apr 16, 2003

• #237

1st Floor – Entrance Hall
Clairemont Mansion

"Yuri, I think you know how do clean those wounds best." Maria walks over to the corporal and hands him over the bottle. "Need a hand?"

Maria then walks around the entrance hall, seeing if anything has changed in the time they were outside.

"Patel, have you almost finished the torch?"

Maria walks over to Patel, taking over the curtain and soaking it in the cleaning agent she found earlier. "That should do the trick." She then lights the improvised torch.

Walking around the room, with this better lighting, she takes a good look around. When standing near the closet, Maria remembers something.

"By the way..." Maria asks Michael "Can I see the ID badge you found?"

 

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Keia

I aim to misbehave

• Apr 16, 2003

• #238

1st Floor – Entrance Hall
Clairemont Mansion

Anders nodded to Isaac as he received the clip. Oh to have a gun to use it with, Anders thought. At this point I'd just like to have my kelvar and a knife, even. Anders scowled at himself for thinking about coulda's, and focused on the issues at hand.

Feeling the draft from the open doors and doing a quick headcount in the dimming light, Anders walked to the open doors to look for their missing person - and to close the doors.

 

Fanog

First Post

• Apr 16, 2003

• #239

1st Floor – Entrance Hall
Clairemont Mansion

Michael follows Corporal Moreno. He joins Borzakovsky and holds out his arm for treatment, lowering the candle so it shines on the wound and is shielded from the draft inside.

While having the Corporal check out his arm, Michael give him some extra information, in a cool factual manner that shows that he's used to making medical diagnoses. The stating of symptoms is also for himself, trying to self-diagnose and get away from the pain a bit.

"The wound burns, quite severely. It seems to eat away at tissue. The irritant was most likely in the saliva of those things, probably an acid. The effect seems too local to be a toxin or venom."

Ugh, this looks pretty nasty, but the burning is most important now. Maybe just washing it out would be enough, I think so...

"Sir, the stuff eats away at tissue fast. I think I can also treat these wounds, it might be a good idea to work side by side so we have all of the wounds cleaned out as soon as possible. Or I could just help you, finishing up after you've done the cleaning."

Venus said:

"By the way..." Maria asks Michael "Can I see the ID badge you found?"

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I don't have it anymore, Ma'am. I gave it to Miss Brogart when I carried her away from the... ehm... fight earlier."
"Do you still have it, Miss?", he asks Amelia in a kind voice.

 

The Forsaken One

Explorer

• Apr 16, 2003

• #240

Amelia looks up while swiping some strands of blond hair from her face. Slowly she puts down the candle she is holding and grabs somewhere in inside of her trousers and a few second later she's holding the card again.

Carefully she wipes it clean again from imaginairy dust and takes a long look at it. After a few second she manages to tear her gaze away from the picture and looks over her shoulder towards Smith.

"I'd like to have it back after you finish doing whatever you want to do with it. Just please keep the picture in one part. It matters to me, alot."

And with those words the card slides over the cold marble floor towards Michael Smith. As it comes to a dead stop against one of his feet Amelia looks up again.

"I'd like to have some of that wiskey to clean Isaac's wound up. I know my stuff to take care of these things. So if you could give it to me after Yuri finishes with it. Please."