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"It'll do wonderfully," Royce told him. As she took the kit. "He's had his fair share of lollipops and bandaids in the past. I'm sure he'll make it this one time." @Guy @ReverseWells (Sorry to everyone, I've been in the hospital with a severe concussion and apparently, going on a laptop...

I'm so sorry for being gone. I got a concussion in my last fight at the tournament. They didn't let me go on a computer for ten days.

I'm so sorry I

Won 4 out of 5 rounds so far. I got 10 more to go. Posting every break I have. :)

"Harrison," Royce began. "You're bleeding out. I need to stop the bleeding, I can cauterize the wound and dress it using the kit but without any anesthetic it'll hurt like bitch." Royce tried to sugar coat this, she had been through field first aid before it was never pretty or fun. It just did...

Royce used her belt to hold down the jacket she had been pressing on the wound. Looking around she couldn't hear any sirens. She wondered where the ambulance was or where a ride was to hospital.

You're accepted.

(On the way, headed to plane if I remember correctly)

Royce reached up and grabbed the piece that Harrison had mentioned. She breathed in slowly and released her breath. "Okay," Royce said as she calmed down. "We just got to get you to a hospital."

Okay, just figure out when and how you're planning on jumping in and let me know if you need help.

Agent Stoleman's comments did not amuse Royce. She sent him a glare. "I'm sorry, I fail to see how this is at all a game," Royce said. "Now, we're need an ambulance or you need to drive us as fast as possibly can to get to a hospital. He is a decorated agent, his fate is not to die on the...

I understand that, but you're still accepted. You have the majority filled out. Just make sure you do fill it out.

You're accepted.

Getting ready for my Aikido competition. I'm not sure I'm ready but hey is anyone ever ready?

Royce heard her name called and ran in the direction of the voice. As she turned a corner she saw it, she didn't know how to describe it. Particles and blood the particles weren't staying still it was hard to focus on. Swallowing, Royce pulled the trigger. The gun fired, the loud crack sounding...

"Divide and conquer," Royce instructed knowing a search would go faster if they were both looking separately. "And Agent, this still is off the record. We have no warrant or authority here, we can't claim this as part of an op."

"Yeah, he was checking out a separate part of the warehouse from me," Royce said. "Now I can't find him anywhere in here. Get in here and be ready to shoot things that look like the need to be shot."

Royce heard Agent Stoleman's yell from inside the warehouse. "Agent Stoleman, it's okay, there are no hostiles as far as I can tell," Royce called to the agent. "I just can't find Harrison. Did you see anything besides a bright flash of light?"

A bright burst of light made Royce spin gun raised, she had heard Harrison's attempted cry for help. She began to make her way towards where Harrison had disappeared. Looking around he was nowhere to be seen. "Harrison," Royce called loudly. "Harrison, you better not be pulling my leg." Royce...