i'm sailing away - set an open course (sand)

[Warringkingdoms]

  [font=trebuchet ms]Rin really wished she could just go a week without hearing the sound of snarling and the smell of blood.

  It was never meant to be, of course. She was a medic, so it was her job to deal with injured and pained creatures- and while Elysium wasn't particularly bloodthirsty, accidents, the occasional wandering serial killer, and every so often a literal god made certain that the Elysites would never know true peace. With a sigh, Rin took her satchel of medical supplies and hurried outside to the docks.

  Seeing Quennel there, soaked and bleeding, Rin could only think that at least she was on the docks, rather than out by the border. She wasn't too far from safety, as soon as she got bandaged up- and Coop was there keeping her warm. Approaching Quennel, Rin took the gauze out of her satchel and attempted to press it against Quennel's cuts to staunch the bleeding.

  "Lie down," she said to Quennel, twitching her ears. "I don't want you going into shock." With Cooper's intervention she wasn't likely to suffer shock, but Rin didn't want to risk it.