[centre][b][color=fff200][h1]Niesha[/h1][/color][/b]
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Niesha looked to the other girl who fate had slammed her together with and said, [color=fff200]"Are you dementated? They need to make sure we don't have any diseases that would require us to be quarintined, and in these days, having a good supply of blood might mean the difference between life and death. We got to Sohpie quick and prevent significant blood loss, but others might not be so lucky. Its a small tube of blood, what are you afraid of blood? They'd want O neg blood, cause you can give that to everyone without fear of it causing rejection"[/color] Niesha said, shaking her nead, finding nerself annoyed with this girl, who was stalling Sophie's safety. 

As if realising she hadn't got Sophie's weapons out, Niesha swung back up into the wagon, and hesitated for the breifest of seconds, realising she mighg nave go potentially grope Sohpie to get her weapons. [color=fff200]"I promise I'm just trying to get your weapons, Sophie, merely to cover all our bases"[/color] she said, even though she figured Sophie was out of it by now. She took a moment to retreive the weapons, placing them with her own. There was a moment of regret as she climbed out of the wagon again, that she might never see or use her bow again. She sighed softly. 

She wondered, briefly, if she nad overstepped her bounds, with her spiel on tactics. She should have kept her mouth shut, she didn't  know these people, but she had been use to leading a group of people, of thinking about their safety, and for one bright moment, it had been like being back there, planning the security of the colony. And she hadn't been able to help herself.