[Once she gets there, Ann will find Cleo at the entrance to the woods! Sitting on a very shiny steel-armored motorcycle, down to her bra, some faint blood left around her wrists and forearms that she hasn't had a chance to wash off entirely yet.]
[ and it does, indeed, take around thirty minutes for ann to arrive at the entrance to the woods. when she's there, she hops off of the bus immediately and runs over to...what appears to be a motorcycle? and yep, that's definitely cleo sitting on it.
but questions later. first aid comes first. ]
Cleo! I got it!
[ she tosses over the kit; it's brand new and hasn't been used. ]
[ anything she can do to help, really. she's never...heard of maggie before, but gosh, whatever she did? ann can't imagine how that must've went down. ]
[She stuffs the first aid kit into a hatch on the back, then wheels the motorcycle around and takes off into the forest on it.
... On a motorcycle, yeah. There's probably some sounds of wood splintering under high-speed bad decisions, but it's fine? It's fine. She's fine. She's got this.
About ten minutes later, she returns, evidently no worse for the wear.]
At least, it seems like her life won't be in danger from the blood loss or anything. Thank you. You helped a lot.
[ yikes. uh, that doesn't sound good. ann can hear the wood crackling underneath cleo's bike from where she's standing. but uh, desperate times call for desperate measures, right?
ann's outside waiting patiently, scrolling through her phone--there's barely any signal here, what are you doing ann--when cleo comes back. ]
Oh, hey--I'm glad to hear it. But...she should really get that treated asap.
[She sighs in frustration, running a hand through her hair.]
A scabbard demanded to know what good we have done for the world. I have my sword, which Maggie requested to borrow. I assumed she had planned to put the sword in the scabbard, as seemed obvious, but instead, she... cut her finger off. Saying she'd never done anything good before, but sacrifice was the essence of good.
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Well I have a first aid kit on me right now? Did you get hurt or something?
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A teammate lost her finger.
I've kept tried to keep her from losing much blood, but I don't know what to do aside from that.
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Is she okay?
I don't know if I can help much in that situation but I can bring a first aid kit over if you need it.
Where are you?
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[SHE'S. A LITTLE MAD.]
We're at the forest bunker.
I don't know if you can enter it if you're not part of Team Absinthe.
I can meet you by the entrance to the woods, though.
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Okay, I'm gonna take the bus there so it might be a while. Can you wait?
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I apologize, but if it's possible, could you bring a shirt as well?
I used mine to try to stem the blood.
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Give me ~30 minutes, okay?
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[Once she gets there, Ann will find Cleo at the entrance to the woods! Sitting on a very shiny steel-armored motorcycle, down to her bra, some faint blood left around her wrists and forearms that she hasn't had a chance to wash off entirely yet.]
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but questions later. first aid comes first. ]
Cleo! I got it!
[ she tosses over the kit; it's brand new and hasn't been used. ]
Is she still alright? I'm sorry I took so long...
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Minako has a first-aid kit as well, but... I'm not sure it will be enough. I don't understand what's going through Maggie's head.
Can you wait here? I'll get these to them and come back to give you a lift back.
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[ anything she can do to help, really. she's never...heard of maggie before, but gosh, whatever she did? ann can't imagine how that must've went down. ]
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[She stuffs the first aid kit into a hatch on the back, then wheels the motorcycle around and takes off into the forest on it.
... On a motorcycle, yeah. There's probably some sounds of wood splintering under high-speed bad decisions, but it's fine? It's fine. She's fine. She's got this.
About ten minutes later, she returns, evidently no worse for the wear.]
At least, it seems like her life won't be in danger from the blood loss or anything. Thank you. You helped a lot.
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ann's outside waiting patiently, scrolling through her phone--there's barely any signal here, what are you doing ann--when cleo comes back. ]
Oh, hey--I'm glad to hear it. But...she should really get that treated asap.
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Truth be told, I am not sure if she wants it treated.
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[She sighs in frustration, running a hand through her hair.]
A scabbard demanded to know what good we have done for the world. I have my sword, which Maggie requested to borrow. I assumed she had planned to put the sword in the scabbard, as seemed obvious, but instead, she... cut her finger off. Saying she'd never done anything good before, but sacrifice was the essence of good.
Things went downhill quickly after that.
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[ ANN IS...SO CONFUSED?? AND CONCERNED??? ]
I--What was she thinking?! I mean, I know you just said it, but still-! That's just insane!
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[she is so Tired]
I hope your group has had better luck.
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[ her condolences, cleo... ]
Our group's totally fine. I haven't had any problems with anyone on my team. They all work hard and, well, we're doing just fine.
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[this is the sickest burn she has ever delivered in her life
But she sighs in relief at Ann's report, at least.]
I'm glad to hear it... Thank god for that.
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[ i mean if she had to deal with a teammate losing a finger
ann would probably panic. just a little. ]
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It could be worse, at least. I half-expected such things to be required, rather than a mistake.
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[ hmm... ] Well, okay, I lied; one of my friends apparently fell off of a roof trying to kill a monster?
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[WHY CAN'T EVERYONE JUST STAY UNHARMED???]
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[ smh...you people... ]
Should we get going?
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