[centre][h1][b][color=fff200]Niesha[/color][/b][/h1]
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Location: Building one, (Courthouse lobby)[/centre]

As Astrid came out, Niesha wondered how much blood they had used. She made a note to come around sometime soon to donate blood. A pint might not be Much, but it could be the difference between life and death. And it did make her feel better, to have something she could do. She shook her head, [color=fff200]"we're okay here. None of the kids seem to be hurt."[/color]

Going over to Kristina, she grabbed another chair, and said [color=fff200]"you should elevate your foot"[/color] she had, briefly, forgotten about Krisina's injured ankle. She hadn't got her ice, either. Of course, she'd been interrupted in doing that by everything that had gone on. 

She waited to hear if there was anything they could do, but she suspected that they were doing all they could here, frowning slightly. She wondered if the guy who had attacked her the day before coming here was connected to whoever the shooter was. There was no point trying to figure that out. It wasn't likely she was going to get an answer on that.