StarCatcher

The Cast Away.

Jon laughed, taking out the needle and thread, noticing the fact that Yvette was drunk. He looked back to the wound in her leg, and tried to begin to stitch, but ended up just jabbing her in the leg. "Sorry." He mumbled, and tried again, but his hands were shaking like crazy and he couldn't seem to do it, and began to get flustered. He took a few deep breaths, and then tried again, managing to do it correctly, and then wrapped it up in gauze,"I am so sorry about that." He told her softly.

The Cast Away.

Here. I've just been really busy, I'll reply later tonight probably

War of Ambitions

Blubaron45 said
I'm posting the morning after the shooting.. so..

Okay cool!

The Cast Away.

Jon quietly and shakily went about cleaning the wound on Paisley's shoulder- he had began to feel more uncomfortable about the situation, but figured there was nothing he could do about it, he also realized he must have been taking forever when Mike called him over. He quickly dressed the wound.

"We'll, uh, I'll try and figure out your leg issue once I fix Yvette's hip up." He said, getting up and walking over to Mike, and looking at Yvette's leg."This may hurt a bit, but hang on, okay?" He said in a shaky yet reassuring voice. "I'll just do this quickly, and then we'll get you cleaned up." He thought for a few seconds, getting sucked into his head about how much it would hurt- and had she been given any type of painkiller? He looked over at the bottles of alcohol. He wasn't sure about how much good that would do, and he turned back to the wound. He began to gently and slowly remove the bit of metal, biting his lip. Once he managed to get it out, he cleaned the wound. "Now, that was the hard part of it, okay? The stiches will be easy compared to that." He soothed her as he finished cleaning it out.

The Cast Away.

Jon nodded to the girl,"Well, uh.. I'm Jon." He smiled at her and the two men, he really wasn't sure as to how to react to her, and sighed. Just then, a man made the suggestion that he go and help find stuff."Yeah, I mean.. She's more than likely going to be okay." He nods,"Mike also went to look for stuff, but I suppose it wouldn't hurt anything."

Ragtag: Steampunk treasure hunting.

Anisa began to quietly tend to Rena's ear. She figured it would scar badly, and probably wouldn't grow back, but Rena would survive. Blood didn't scare her, and that was a good thing as she gently cleansed the wound and then wrapped it up with much care.

Just as she was finishing, she saw Simina wave at her, and smiled and waved back. Just as she finished, she heard Simina ask if she knew anything about broken ribs, of which she didn't. She scurried over to them,"I- uh- I.." She stammered looking at the man,"I'm afraid I don't, really. But I'd be willing to try and help, if you'd let me."

The Cast Away.

Jon nodded at Mike,"Okay, thank you. While you do that, I'll- uh, I'll make sure everyone is okay for now." He watched Mike walk away. He nodded at Yvette's random fact-"And there were what- about 300 people on the plane? So about 6 first aid kits, that should suffice I would think." He said confidently- inside, he was scared to death, but now he was stuck with people counting on him to help, and so he aimed to keep his cool.

Just then, Jon noted another girl on a blanket nearby, and decided to get up and check on her. He looked over at Yvette,"Just stay here- okay? Try not to move very much, I'll be over by that other girl, so yell if you need anything." He got up and made his way over to the girl, kneeling down near the other two men,"So what's going on over here?" He tried to sound warm and calm, he knew it was key to try and keep everyone calm.

War of Ambitions

Annalisa awoke still fully dressed from the night before, other than her shoes. Her body killed as she lugged herself out of bed and changed clothes. She glanced in the mirror and noticed that her hair was disheveled and there were bruises on her face, but she had bigger things to care about. She had managed to get rid of the body, but she still needed to scrub the floor of the blood- and oh- she also needed to go through the contents of the man's wallet.

Annalisa filled a bucket with soapy water and made her way into her sitting room. Looking at her poor rug, she noticed that blood had seeped on to it- damn it- she was going to have to buy a new one and it was truly a shame. She got down on her knees and winced in pain, but began to scrub the floor free of blood, but quickly realized that there was going to be a stain, and the only way to fix it was going to be buying a bigger rug. She looked through the man's wallet and was quickly disappointed- the man hadn't been worth the trouble- and she burst into tears.

The Cast Away.

Jon watched Mike walk back up and listened carefully to what he had to say. Jon bit his lip- he had mostly done observing, and with the limited supplies available, this would be quite a stretch, but he supposed he would have to take in the role of doctor even if he were still far from one.

"Uh yeah- a first aid kit would sure be a start, but something tells me there will be some far from protocol improvisation going on- but we will have to just deal with it." Jon tried to hide his discomfort with the position he was being put in. "About how many people need actual attention, would you say?" He asked,"I may be in a little need of help myself- but it can wait."

War of Ambitions

I'm not either, there is just nothing I can do currently unless I contradict my last post

Edit:Oh wait Zmerr skipped to the next morning so I can.