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"When you feel like quitting think about why you started!"

Kennedy-Leigh McCally

As the young woman continued to patch herself up her hazel gaze drifted from what she was doing and towards the others for a few seconds. Clark and Donald seemed to be heading upstairs and Alexander and Clark weren't to far behind - a smile grew across her face to see that Tonx had finally accepted help but also she was glad to be in a group with these guys. Sure if she was alone she would probably manage to survive, but if so she wouldn't be able to talk herself out of stupid decisions or wouldn't have anyone to help get her ass out of trouble when she made a mistake, nor would she have company and others to care and look out for - and having these guys as friends and even family made her pretty happy. With a smile still across her face Kennedy looked back down at her wounds.

The gash on her leg was now patched up pretty good, but despite the large size of the wound Kennedy believed the butterfly stitches would hold for a few hours or hopefully a day. Her small cuts had been cleaned with an antiseptic wipe - they varied in size but she believed even the larger ones weren't severe enough to be patched up. Sighing, the girl allowed her gaze to once again wonder off - a dull expression on her face. Clark and Donald seemed to be not to far off from the top of the stairs and Alexander seemed to be waiting for her - smiling she nodded her head, not uttering a word as Tonx appeared to be asleep and she didn't want to wake the exhausted being so she kept her big mouth shut for the time being in order to allow her to relax and pick up her strength.

Trooper seemed comfortable now, which made Kenn feel a little more pleased - that dog always seemed to be working out or helping of some sort, he deserved to act like a dog now and then. That then brought her attention to Hunter, the brute was sitting near the Retriever with his head tilted and his tail wagging, now and then he would lift a paw and paw at the air near the dogs head wanting her to play - chuckling she shook her head "C'mon boy, leave her to eat" she spoke softly, so the obedient dog moved away and sat to the side - watching as his master tended to her wounds.

Grabbing out another wipe Kennedy begun wiping it across the wounds on her knees and ridding of any blood that coated small parts of her leg - thanks to Tonxs' hoodie the bleeding had stopped. Ah yes, that was another thing Kennedy would do. Search for a new hoodie when given the chance in the near by clothes shop to repay the girl. But shaking off that thought for now Kennedy reached around and brushed the wipe across her back, then getting another and rubbing her head - once finishing she gathered the things she had used and pushed them against the wall since there wasn't a bin near by.

Raising her arm Kenn ran her fingers through her hair and let out a sigh, then grabbing the medication bag and zipping it up, placing it in the corner of her arm the young woman then shuffled across the floor and knelt down, grabbing the black Retriever once again and picking the she dog up as well as the now empty bowl of water. Slowly turning she looked at Hunter and gestured for him to follow with a smile "Thank you guys for waiting up, should we go?" she questioned with a whisper as she slowly walked towards the stairs - but a gasp escaped the woman's mouth as she dropped the medication bag. "Shit...." she cussed to herself - but as usual Hunter came to her assistance and grabbed the green bag from the floor "Good boy!" she mumbled quietly at the dog with the wagging tail was he slowly trotted up the stairs holding the bag, Ken waiting for Alex and Tonx.

[Stuck in Limbo]

I don't know what to post seeing how Tonx is being carried. I'm going to skip my turn I think.))

[Luna FreeFaller]

That's ok, Rumble.))

Clark had finished the whiskey in her flask and puts it back in her pocket. As the others wait for Alex and Tonx to come up, she walks off alone to the ward she had found. Unlike the rest of the hospital, it seemed fairly clean. Well it had less blood splattered around but compared to other places, it was an improvement. There was a large window which opened towards the side of the hospital. Clark huffs and runs her hand down her face as she begins to feel more dizzy.

Donald stays quiet and waits, he decides to socialise once the group was settled.
Clark goes up the next set of stairs towards the third floor. After patrolling it she is satisfied at the lack of beasties and goes back down on the second floor. As she does she notices a fire exit. This was a good thing seeing how if they were under attack, there would be more than one escape route but it would have to be checked every now and again to be sure that nothing was going to find its way up. She sighs and sits on one of the beds, taking out another bottle of alcohol. She knows that the others might get annoyed but today was a lot to deal with. As she takes a long sip from it, she hopes that there is not going to be anymore drama for a while.

[Jane-Doe]

Alexander Thaddeus Way

"We will fight or we will die either way the enemy will fear us today."

Alexander nods his head, getting up slowly- trying not to stir or discomfort Tonx in any way. "No problem." Alex said in a muffed tone, his silvery green eyes now wavering on the stairs. "Trooper." Alexander's gruff tone called out, and the german shepherd was by his master's side, waiting to follow Alexander up the stairs. For a moment he turned back to see if the dark retriever would follow Trooper's calling yips and whines, or if she would stay to rest. His eyes then traveled back towards Kennedy, and he gave a small, happy expression. Facing forward once more, Alexander stepped onto the next level of the hospital. After everyone got situated, Alexander would seek out for the generator room, to see if he could bring this place back to life.

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"When you feel like quitting think about why you started!"

Kennedy-Leigh McCally

Despite the slight limp Kennedy walked with she managed to walk fine, a small pain would shoot through her leg but nothing to serious - sure the gash was long, but it wasn't to deep so it would only take a few weeks for this wound to scab over and the young woman would be back to her active self in no time. But these weren't the first war wounds Kennedy had received since being in this hell hole, and she had many cuts, scars and bruises to show this. The best thing the young woman could do for now is allow her wound to heal before going off on her activities which would be hard for the active woman.

Gently tightening her grip on the black Retriever to prevet him from falling Kennedy slowly walked behind Tonx and Alex up the stars, Clark and Donald were now out of sight so she assumed they had allowed themselves to wonder into one of the rooms and make themselves comfortable on the beds - shrugging she turned to see Hunter following closely behind, the first aid bag still clamped gently in his jaws as the brute picked up the pace and walked along side his master on the stairs.  The blonde chuckled lightly as Trooper turned and yipped at the exhausted dog, but all she gave in return was a quick sniff and a whisper like yip back - which was a start she guessed. Looking away from the two dogs and up the stairs she noticed Alexander sterring down, sending a light smile in her direction - and obviously she returned this.

It didn't take long for the small group to reach the second floor of the hospital, unlike the bottom floor this ward was a lot cleaner and had a much fresher smell - sure there was some blood splattered across the walls and small pools on the ground but other than that this ward was pretty clean - they could clean this place up in no time. Smiling, but then sighing a little Kenn followed the way Hunter had shot off into which was the second room on their right entering the room Kennedy allowed a smile to grow across her face at the two. Carefully she placed the dog down on one of the mattresses that had fallen onto the floor - soon she would try and rid the dogs fur of blood. But for now she placed herself against the wall with Hunter - taking the small bag off him and placing it by her side.

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[Luna FreeFaller]

[Jane-Doe]

Alexander Thaddeus Way

"We will fight or we will die either way the enemy will fear us today."

Alexander let Tonx wiggle from his grasp, and he ran his hands through his hair. Trooper followed closely on his heels, as the lad trotted down the hall, and opened a door that was slightly smaller than others. A supply closet. Alexander's cheeks reddened a bit from the heat in the hospital, but he prolonged the idea of finding the generator room. He pulled out a janitor's box, which had a set of keys, mops, towels. Usual toilteries and such.

He took the keys, hooking it onto a jean look, and then finding a room. It looked like an operating room, a messy table full of cutting instruments, a large table covered in ripped cloth, a hospital bed, and several screening rooms and hospital equipment scattered around. Alexander decided to poke around, seeing as everyone else was sorta doing their own thing.

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"When you feel like quitting think about why you started!"

Kennedy-Leigh McCally

Sitting against the wall Kennedy allowed her head to press against the hard surface, her eyes almost facing up to the ceiling as she allowed them to close, the woman let out a rather exaggerated sigh as she shook her head ever so slightly. For a few seconds she remained in this position but the shaking had stopped, letting out yet another sigh Kenn allowed her head to fall down into her hands. Boy was she exhausted, it had been at least 3, 4 days since she had gotten any rest at all, maybe a nap but she hadn't had a proper nap to build up her strength and that fight only exhausted her even more and having a stupid gash on her let didn't count. It was a surprise that Kennedy wasn't snappy from the lack of sleep she use to be even from missing just an hour, but she guessed this situation was different. You had to fear being eaten by those monsters that lurked in the shadow or even an attack and putting that aside you also had to worry about other groups looking to cause trouble and steal supplies. No wonder she wasn't getting any sleep in this hell hole. But the sound of muttering voices and the tapping of shoes soon caused the girls attention to raise from her lazy state and up to what was happening in front of her.

The young woman remained silent as she watched Tonx wriggle from Alexanders grasp and hurry towards one of the beds further up the ward, she sure did seem exhausted and in pain - like previous times Kennedy still felt sympathy for her friend and wanted to help in as many possible ways as she could, but even she knew Tonx would decline the help. What Chris said was probably playing on her mind but even though Kennedy knew Tonx was rather sensitive at times she didn't see why she let that idiot get to her - she was just a blabber mouth who expected everyone to be like her, but believe me Chris would be the last person Kennedy would chose to be. Giving her head a shake she watched as Alma and Meg went to see the girl sprawled across the bed, then trotting over towards the Retriever she had fetched earlier - smiling she watched as Clark approached the raven haired she. As Kenn had seen before Clark had been drinking, and even though Tonx now knows Clark she would probably feel uncomfortable around her when she has had a drink because of her rough past - but as the 23 year old listened in it appeared Clark was making the situation better and offering her the medication. Smiling she lifted to her feet.

As she allowed her eyes to scan the room they stopped at Alex, he seemed to walking through the ward then entering a cupboard - there would probably be cleaning equipment in their, although hopefully there would be some sources of food even though they had brung their own it was better to have enough. Her attention then rested upon Donald who way lay on one of the beds with his head facing the ceiling he seemed to be fitting in pretty well, no one had made any complaints yet or had gotten into any arguments which was a good thing. Looking at no one in particular "Don't forget we've brung supplies. so if you guys need anything its in these two bags..." the blonde spoke her voice echoing a little - and sounding rather raspy from her tried state. Bulling the bag pack from off her back and grabbing the bag from near where she was sitting she pushed them closer towards the others - but first she grabbed out three water bottles and a sponge.

Kennedy decided she could go without washing her hair for a few more days, the Retriever was more important and she couldn't allow her to wonder around with a blood matter coat, that was just unhygienic and would not be pleasant for the dog. Quietly walking towards the dog Kennedy managed to kneel at her side, wincing a little at the pains that shot through her body but she brushed it off. Alma and Meg stepped back and sat nearby watching the process. Kennedy managed to get the dog standing up - despite her being a little shakes. Quickly the woman uncapped the bottles and poured the liquid on the dog - then quickly rubbing the sponge through she managed in 10 minutes to rid of the blood from the dogs fur. Screwing the bottle tops back on and rincing the sponge out in the corner of the room Kenned dried the dog off with a bed sheet off one of the unused beds. Placing the bottles back in the bag and along with the sponge Kennedy lay the dog down once again. Grabbing s mop from in the door way she began cleaning the pool of bloody water.

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