Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20130913011303/@comment-11588669-20130921182408

"Tianee!" He starts, and sprints towards her. She looks like hell. He begins running through the injuries in his mind, and muttering them out loud.

"Blood loss, disorientation, possible concussion...damn it." He curses, and picks her up, slinging one of her arms over his shoulder. He's no medic, better at taking people apart then putting them back together.

"What the hell were you thinking? Why didn't you go to a damn medic?" His tone is severely disappointed, and a bit sad. He begins to walk towards the medical wing at a decent pace. All the while wishing this school had never come to be. And that she wasn't so stubborn.