08-22-2018, 10:40 PM
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TYPHOON
NECRO MAMBAS
HEAD SOOTHSAYER
NECRO MAMBAS
HEAD SOOTHSAYER
[div style="width: px; font-family: GEORGIA; color: #422426; text-align: left; padding-top: 15px; padding-left: 10px"][align=center]ARE YOU GOOD WITH CHAOS ?!
It took a while for her to arrive on the scene after she heard Goldie's initial call for help - though, as she did, the ocelot felt surprised at seeing the lioness in such a terrible state. If were to guess who in the Typhoon might end up the victim of a blitz attack, the powerful female wouldn't even rank on Rosemary's list. "Good work, Goldie and Aita," she murmured, sitting down by the lioness's crooked front paws and efficiently extracting some useful items from her satchel. First, she plucked a tin of goldenrod ointment and a flask of water out, passing them to Aita and Goldie with a motion of her muzzle to the cuts - a nonverbal command to clean and deal with them.
Turning her four eyes to the broken paws, a grimace formed on her face without her knowledge; the delicate bones of the wrists and paws were difficult to mend properly. Even the act of setting them right - not counting their need for moving around - was a daunting task in of itself. Pulling out two long pieces of metal from her satchel, her frown deepened as she realized the wounds required a more sophisticated splint than she usually applied for more common sprains and breaks. Looking at Vandal, she murmured, "Can you get me thick blankets, towels, furs?" She had some tough bandages, those seemed inadequate for her needs here.
[ sorry for the lat post !
what are her exact injuries? ]
[/td][/tr][/table]Turning her four eyes to the broken paws, a grimace formed on her face without her knowledge; the delicate bones of the wrists and paws were difficult to mend properly. Even the act of setting them right - not counting their need for moving around - was a daunting task in of itself. Pulling out two long pieces of metal from her satchel, her frown deepened as she realized the wounds required a more sophisticated splint than she usually applied for more common sprains and breaks. Looking at Vandal, she murmured, "Can you get me thick blankets, towels, furs?" She had some tough bandages, those seemed inadequate for her needs here.
[ sorry for the lat post !
what are her exact injuries? ]
© MADI
I FEEL SO HUNGRY —
— Dear diary, I don't know what's going on, but something's up / The dog won't stop barking, and I think my TV is bust / Every channel is the same, it's sending me insane / And earlier somebody bit me, what a fucking day / The sky is falling / It's fucking boring / I'm going braindead, isolated / God is a shithead / And we're his rejects / Traumatized for breakfast / I can't stomach any more survival horror / Dear diary, I feel itchy like there's bugs under my skin / The dog's gone rabid (shut the fuck up) / Doing my head in —— WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?