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Sage had quickly took out most of them men in the house, and then moved to take care of the men outside. Of course, as he worked his way around to the back, he noticed Remy crawling, and the blood on his leg. He cursed, abandoning the man he was engaged in a fight with at the moment and sprinted for the one closing in on Remy, going at it knife to knife as the man turned to him. At least his attention was off of Remy.
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Remy was crying, in a lot of pain now. Eventually he reached the water, but he was in so much pain he couldn't swim, so he just got pushed around by the waves, bleeding out through his tail.
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Sage managed to beat the man he was fighting, but he was quickly running out of energy. The man had landed a good hit on his shoulder, so he was bleeding fairly heavily. He continued to fight though....only a few more men were left
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Remy just washed around in the water, the salt water and sand getting into his bullet wound. He was crying and in so much pain.
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By the time sage had gotten the rest of the men to run off, he had a couple knife wounds that would definitely need to be stitched up. He was breathing heavily and in a lot of pain, but he moved to find Remy and help him up onto shore so he could examine his wound first.
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Remy groaned, sand getting into his wound.
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Sage cursed softly, grabbing a water bottle and pouring the fresh water over it to clean it out. The bullet was still there, so he scooped Remy up and brought him inside where the first aid kit was. He'd have to get the bullet out, so he grabbed some local anesthetic and stuck that into the area around the wound
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Remy groaned, crying out in pain.
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Sage winced, grumbling a small apology to him and just keeping pressure on it while he waited for the anesthetics to take hold. "You won't feel anything in a minute," he noted softly, feeling himself grow tired as his own cuts kept bleeding. "Then I'll have to take the bullet out and stitch you up."
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Remy groaned, crying. Eventually the anesthetic settled in and it just became a dull pain that still pained Remy.
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