Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190202043812/@comment-29194274-20190204202020

":33 < calm down jack." Nepeta has clean gloves on, bandages, tweezers and stuff so she can stitch the wound closed if needed next to her on a nice, clean little sheet of cloth, and she's currently taken off her trenchcoat, torn off one of the arms and has tied it tightly around his leg as she wipes away most of the blood. ":33 < did the bullet go all the way through?" He better hope it did or she'll have to figure out how she's supposed to get it out with the tweezers, which will not be pleasant.

The Mayor seems to be queasy. This is not how he wanted to start off his day. It's just all one big mess and it's not a pleasant experience at all.