Thanking him again, she pulled up her jeans and tied the sleeve around the bullet hole that had bled down to her dirty socks. To absorb some of the blood she took out her school uniform shirt and wrapped that around before tying that up with the sleeve. She heard Alessio say "Sorry about the shirt, Its a nice shirt" But she only laughed and said "That shirt was only for a recent mission, and you can keep it if you want to." Pulling her jean leg down the bandage did not look to bulky under the pants so she slowly got up on her right leg. Standing up, Nyra thanked the painkiller as she put a little weight on her leg to test it out. Nyra's leg could hold up normal weight when equally balancing it on both feet, but when she started to stand on just her left it seamed to give out on her after a while. Sighing she looked over at the mangled special forces officer and did not want to imagine how much pain he must have been in. Walking with out a limp over to the body she wondered if he had anything on him that would be useful. Searching his pants pockets she found one cellphone, a pen, and a wallet. Opening up the wallet she only found a little bit of money and a photo of a woman that was probably his wife. Nyra was a little disappointed that there was no ID but continued her search.

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