[center][h2]Acting Corporeal James Hunt| Outside the Coach House[/h2][/center]
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James stopped when Carn asked if he wanted anything from base and he glanced at his flask. He'd be using that to treat his wounds and only be using ragnaid on his leg. "Perhaps a barrel of decent spirit if you can snag it from the base pub. I didn't have much trouble getting some for myself for the deployment, but I think we could all use something to help us along that isn't a social session." He started to turn away, his limp becoming a touch more prominent now that he was moving, when Carn spoke again.

[b] "And are ya sure you don't need to nab any more medical supplies from the back? Gonna need to take a look at that wound before it gets infected."[/b] James chuckled, turning back to the engineer.

"I'll be alright, Carn. Some alcohol and ragnaid will handle it. You'll need it more for the Sarge. But, if you think we'll need more, leave what you think we'll need. Just make sure to keep enough for yourself." With that, he limped away, his can of ragnaid in hand, and found a stump to sit on. Picking up his flask, he poured alcohol on both his wounds, gritting his teeth before applying ragnaid to his leg wound and wrapping it. He waited a little longer before wrapping his shoulder wound and then made his way over to Skye and Lilly as they split up, which led him to chasing Skye.

A short walk later, he caught up to her and waited until she was done talking with her group before getting her attention. "We've done all we can for now, Skye. Go get some food from your pack and rest up some. I'll be finding someone to help me move our packs inside. Sounds like the rest of us will hold the coach house until Carn gets back with reinforcements. Or until the rest of the militia catches up. Whichever happens first."