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hostileworkenvironment2020-12-08 10:29 pm
cuongs) wrote in hostileworkenvironment2020-12-08 10:29 pm
cry me a river SLATER
[ He doesn't actually hear that bullet any more than the rest of them, in the same way one doesn't hear a single raindrop in a torrential downpour. No - instead Slater looks down at his thigh and watches as the deep red stain on his pant leg blossoms outwards like a drop of food coloring in water. The pain catches up with him then, drawing a harsh groan from his airless lungs as he collapses back against the base of the nearest tree and drops his gun to apply pressure to the wound with both hands. ]
Son of a bitch! I'm hit!
[ And they're still being shot at by guerrillas, they're at least ten miles out from the nearest airstrip, and Archer is the only other soul here able to provide any sort of medical aid. Just kill me now.
Which... might actually be a possibility. That's a lot of blood. ]
Son of a bitch! I'm hit!
[ And they're still being shot at by guerrillas, they're at least ten miles out from the nearest airstrip, and Archer is the only other soul here able to provide any sort of medical aid. Just kill me now.
Which... might actually be a possibility. That's a lot of blood. ]