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<blockquote data-quote="mistergone" data-source="post: 840337" data-attributes="member: 9647">1st Floor – Entrance HallClairemont Mansion Yuri doesn't say anything. He uses the first aid kit and the booze to clean as many wounds as he can. After he's done with Michael, he nods, and moves on to Issac, ignoring Amelia for the most part. He seems slightly disconnected, as if concentrating intensely. Next the asian woman, then Amisha, then he calls Maria over, then finally Anders. He examines each woud as carefully as possible, trying to determine the level of damage and infection, while moving a quickly as possible. If he doesn't have enough light, he indicates for a torch to be brought over. As he treat's the Sargeant's wounds, he speaking in a low voice to him.&quot;Sarge, just about everyone's pretty torn up... but okay, for now. That isn't going to last. These wounds are not... natural. They've got to be washed out thoroughly with water. We seriously need to avoid fiascos like those... dogs... and find some real gear. And get the Hell out of here. It's my professional opinion that we are beyond screwed if we don't get a handle on things right f*icking now. Or we're all gonna be like that thing Patel dragged out there. Unhappy.&quot;When he's done, he looks around for the makeshift club and picks it up again.&quot;Someone give me a candle, and a couple of those matches. I'm done with this being in the dark sh*t.&quot; He's not smiling anymore.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="mistergone, post: 840337, member: 9647"] [b]1st Floor – Entrance Hall[/b] Clairemont Mansion Yuri doesn't say anything. He uses the first aid kit and the booze to clean as many wounds as he can. After he's done with Michael, he nods, and moves on to Issac, ignoring Amelia for the most part. He seems slightly disconnected, as if concentrating intensely. Next the asian woman, then Amisha, then he calls Maria over, then finally Anders. He examines each woud as carefully as possible, trying to determine the level of damage and infection, while moving a quickly as possible. If he doesn't have enough light, he indicates for a torch to be brought over. As he treat's the Sargeant's wounds, he speaking in a low voice to him. "Sarge, just about everyone's pretty torn up... but okay, for now. That isn't going to last. These wounds are not... natural. They've [i]got[/i] to be washed out thoroughly with water. We seriously need to avoid fiascos like those... dogs... and find some real gear. And get the Hell out of here. It's my professional opinion that we are beyond screwed if we don't get a handle on things [i]right f*icking now[/i]. Or we're all gonna be like that thing Patel dragged out there. Unhappy." When he's done, he looks around for the makeshift club and picks it up again. "Someone give me a candle, and a couple of those matches. I'm done with this being in the dark sh*t." He's not smiling anymore. [/QUOTE]

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