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(Yes Nellibean, that's the moments we have.)
Abhi: And medics is low! Deal with it! *Runs over to him, grabbing someone and begins to work on him*
Abhi: Hurry up! I can only have this stuff out so long!
Abhi: *Packing a bag with Gauze, rubbing alcohol, medical tape, stitching, a scalpel and forceps* .0.
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Abhi: And-Nevermind. >.> *Quickly runs off to get ready*
(More like sorry ass-)
(You bastard! Jk.)
Abhi: I was trained for it...I-I-*Twitch* Fine. Let's go. *Waits for him to start walking*
(=P) Abigail: .-. *Poking her wrist*
(What the hell does 'not yet' mean James?)
Abhi: Medic? I'm afraid you might be wrong....
(>:T Problem?)
Abhi: *Steadies* Yup. *Shoots(pew)*
Abhi: *Shoots a target, biting her lip trying not to shake while holding it* (HAHAHA TREMORS. .-. the one thing I have.)
(Fuck yeah I did.)
Abhi: *Shuffles off, slinging her gun over her shoulder* .-. men.
(:3 *Steals James forever* >=DD)
Abhi: O.o Never heard of it, I don't Gossip dear child.