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"Thank you." She huffed stubbornly, sitting down with him and holding his arm. She had an archers brace in her hand, and she set it down beside her as she made sure his wrist wasnt cut or scraped before she ascertained it was just a fracture. She slipped the archers brace on over his hand and tied it on snugly. She took out a roll of stark white bandages and wrapped the brace in a thin layer of them. She tied the bandage off and tucked the roll back into her bag, pulling out a flask. "This is going to hurt, sorry." She said, AS she dabbed the stinging alcohol onto his cuts. Nothing needed stitches, which was good. She put bandages over the larger cuts, but the smaller ones she left open. She reached up to treat the cut on his face, which was luckily small enough that she didnt have to wrap bandages around it. She pulled her hands back and studied him. Then she gently tested his ankles and found that one was sprained, which was harder to treat. "Take off your shoe. And swallow these." She handed him three ibuprofen and a bottle of water, pulling other things from her bag. |
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im TRYING but my brain WONT work |
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YOU CAN DO IT SQUEEZE YOUR BRAIN |
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I AM TRYING
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