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Ishbalan and the Military

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<X--Scar--X>Scar held his bleeding shoulder tightly. His shirt was already stained with blood, and his vision blurred. He closed his eyes tightly as he leaned against a wall. He opened his eyes weakly and watched his blood run down the wall. He winced as he looked at his shoulder, the large gash was still bleeding heavily. "Dammit...." he muttered as he slid down the wall, closing his eyes as he hit the ground.

<ZaiKataki>Zai blinked in surprise, standing for a moment. She was standing at the end of an alley, had been stopped by the unmistakable smell of blood that had become so familiar to her. There was a man half-sitting half-laying a few feet away, down the alley. She could tell he was severely injured by the way he held himself, and, of course, the smell of blood. Unsure if he was safe, but unable to resist, she stepped quietly down the alley, towards the man, her steps echoing loudly in the dark. "Hello?" She asked as she reached the man, kneeling beside him. "Don't worry, I'm a medic, I can help..." She couldn't see the mans face, but there was a sunbaked smell about him that seemed vaguely familiar.

<X--Zolf-J-Kimbley--X>Zolf walked around Central, his hair in it's usual ponytail. He wore a plain black shirt and his military pants, his military jacket was slung over his shoulder. He stopped walking for a second, his shadow on a wall. He shivered in the cold night air and sighed, his golden eyes looking around. He put his jacket back on, felling slightly warmer. He shoved his hands in his pockets as he continued walking.

<X--Scar--X>The Ishbalan opened his eyes and stared at the girl, trying desperately to focus on her. He nodded at her and then closed his eyes again, the pain increasing. "A.... a m-medic?" he asked weakly. He wondered why someone would help him. Considering the amount of people he had killed, he wondered about this help. "Wh-who are y-you?" he asked, his voice faultering as he tried to push himself into a standing position. He fell back against the wall as he failed to stand.

<ZaiKataki>"Yes, I'm a medic, my name is Zai." She shushed him as he tried to stand, "Don't try to stand, it's your shoulder that's hurt, right? Let me help, it's my job." She smiled comfortingly at him before remembering that it was dark and he probably couldn't see her anyway. She didn't particularly care who he was at the moment, he was a person that was hurt. It was her job and responsibility to help people that were hurt. That was all there was to it. Luckily she had her medic bag with her, and she let it plop heavily to the floor as she got a flashlight out of her bag and focused it on the shoulder that he was holding at a funny angle.

<X--Zolf-J-Kimbley--X>The alchemist stopped walking again, glaring up at the sky. He could smell blood and he sighed, smirking lightly. He closed his eyes and leaned against a wall, still smiling. "Hmm... the wonderful smell of blood in the night. Wonder why..." he murmured to himself. His golden eyes snapped open when the scent of blood became stronger.

<X--Scar--X>Scar looked at the light, wincing as the pain grew steadily worse. "A-alright...." he muttered. His eyes closed as he let her look at the gash. He didn't need anyone knowing he was Ishbalan, but he couldn't help it right now. A haze of pain had settled in his mind and he took a shuddering breath as he tried not to pass out. His mind was fuzzy from the amount of blood he was losing.

<ZaiKataki>Zai blinked for a moment, recognizing the skin color as Ishbalan and ignoring it. The war was over, there was no reason to hesitate. He was losing a decent amount of blood. "I'm going to inject you with a painkiller, antibiotics, and a blood clotting agent, stay calm please." She quickly injected him with said liquids, hoping that it would stop the bleeding, and make his wound stop hurting. He had a decent gash in his shoulder, and she was worried it may be infected. "I'm going to need to take of your jacket to get at the wound better, alright?" She moved to slowly remove his jacket.
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This one is super awesome.... I wanna continue it~ ]]