IC: "My friend, Lucas," Emilio indicates to the unconscious man in the jeep, "was hit by Dilophosaurus poison on his arm. Is there anything you can do?"
OOC: fastestbrickalive there ya go, I finally found a medic for you. Thanks medic for being a medic.
OOC:Thanks a million,Lego. Lucas is indebted to you.
You're infringing on my inalienable right of liberty!!!
"Inalienable, eh? That's funny." He drags you out the door and towards a jeep. Two other guys fall in line behind you, both heavily muscled and bearded.
IC: "My friend, Lucas," Emilio indicates to the unconscious man in the jeep, "was hit by Dilophosaurus poison on his arm. Is there anything you can do?"
OOC: fastestbrickalive there ya go, I finally found a medic for you. Thanks medic for being a medic.
IC: “Yes, I have the tools to treat him. How long ago was he hit?” He begins rifling through his pockets for his antivenom. “Please get inside, sanitize a table, and get me some damp washcloths.”
OOC: You’re welcome.
IC: Three men escorting Dr. Alan Grant appear in your line of vision, (about thirty feet away) headed for a jeep.
IC: "My friend, Lucas," Emilio indicates to the unconscious man in the jeep, "was hit by Dilophosaurus poison on his arm. Is there anything you can do?"
OOC: fastestbrickalive there ya go, I finally found a medic for you. Thanks medic for being a medic.
IC: “Yes, I have the tools to treat him. How long ago was he hit?” He begins rifling through his pockets for his antivenom. “Please get inside, sanitize a table, and get me some damp washcloths.”
OOC: You’re welcome.
"I don't know precisely how long. It's been a while, though." Emilio quickly starts sanitising a table.
You're infringing on my inalienable right of liberty!!!
"Inalienable, eh? That's funny." He drags you out the door and towards a jeep. Two other guys fall in line behind you, both heavily muscled and bearded.
What are you doing!? Will you PLEASE explain yourself and stop handling me like a rag doll!
IC: “Yes, I have the tools to treat him. How long ago was he hit?” He begins rifling through his pockets for his antivenom. “Please get inside, sanitize a table, and get me some damp washcloths.”
OOC: You’re welcome.
"I don't know precisely how long. It's been a while, though." Emilio quickly starts sanitising a table.
OOC: I meant to say that I tossed you a little package of Lysol wipes to do it with. Oops.
IC: “Not good,” Matthew mumbles. He quickly injects antivenom, then struggles to pick Lucas up (becuase he’s a weakling like me ) and haul him into the warehouse.
IC: “Yes, I have the tools to treat him. How long ago was he hit?” He begins rifling through his pockets for his antivenom. “Please get inside, sanitize a table, and get me some damp washcloths.”
OOC: You’re welcome.
IC: Three men escorting Dr. Alan Grant appear in your line of vision, (about thirty feet away) headed for a jeep.
OOC: What do you want me to do about it?
IC: Matthew ignores them and continues carrying Lucas towards the warehouse.
"I don't know precisely how long. It's been a while, though." Emilio quickly starts sanitising a table.
OOC: I meant to say that I tossed you a little package of Lysol wipes to do it with. Oops.
IC: “Not good,” Matthew mumbles. He quickly injects antivenom, then struggles to pick Lucas up (becuase he’s a weakling like me ) and haul him into the warehouse.
OOC: Let's just say you did that. There's no time (for no reason) to toss them now.
IC: Emilio quickly grabs the last requested item and brings it to Matthew, then helps bring Lucas into the warehouse.
IC: The impact causes him to squeeze the trigger. The bullet smashes into the windshield of Justin's truck. The guy doesn't give up consciousness quite yet, and lands a hard blow on Dustin's knife hand.
OOC: With his trigger hand or with the hand that was holding the gun?
IC: *Dustin hits him again with the handle of the knife. If it was his hand on the gun, Dustin wrenches the gun away.*
IC: The impact causes him to squeeze the trigger. The bullet smashes into the windshield of Justin's truck. The guy doesn't give up consciousness quite yet, and lands a hard blow on Dustin's knife hand.
OOC: With his trigger hand or with the hand that was holding the gun?
IC: *Dustin hits him again with the handle of the knife. If it was his hand on the gun, Dustin wrenches the gun away.*
OOC: He was holding the gun by the trigger (yeah, he isn't obeying safety rules ). We'll make you hit his trigger/gun hand.
IC: The gun clatters to the ground. The guy is obviously panicking. He tries kicking at Dustin.