~ How To Save A Life ~

[Murduck]

~ Lesson 1 : Don't Panic ~

*barges into the hospital, holding Lissachoa's body in my arms, in a panicked state*

I need a doctor here!!!

~ There was no telling by glance, how much blood she had lost, but it was certain that it was life-threatening. Doctors and nurses quickly gathered around him, and removed her body from his trembling, blood soaked hands. They wheeled her off quickly into surgery, as the nurses started questioning Murdoc on what happened ~

Nurse: Sir I'll need you to stay calm, the doctors are doing the best they can. Now please tell me any important info we need to know, allergies, medical history--

How the fuck would I know all that. She has a few severe infections already involving some black puss shit, had a heart transplant, and a fucking bullet lodged up her brain!!

[Lissachoa]

(( good lesson, he fails! ))

*the docter from before walks up to the nurse and hands her some files and papers*

Doc: this is the infomation from the heart transplant and the medication she's on, go on ahead and use this and I'll check back with you if I got any new infomation...

[Murduck]

(( F - ))

*paces a bit, rubbing the back of my neck, in a panicked state*

Nurse: Thank you, doctor *walks off quickly*

~ The surgeons got to work immediately. It was a miracle, that she was still alive. The bullet just missed the vital parts off the brain, and it wasn't too deep, just barely penetrating it. The blood loss however, was massive. The surgery took place, as they removed the bullet slowly and carefully. They had to shave bits of her hair off, and they made the first incision. From there, they worked to remove the bullet. ~

Doctor: *places the bullet on a tray* 175 grams, 40/10 mm calibers. A silvertip.

~ They had to place a small metal plate on her skull, to cover the fracture on the skull. The surgery was a success. A good 7-8 hours, Murdoc waited, fumbling with her watch in his hands ~

Doctor: *walks up to Murdoc from the surgery room* The surgery was a success. The traumatic bleeding, caused a lot of blood loss, however. So we gave her a transfusion. There's no telling how much damage was done to the brain. She's very lucky to be alive. By my calculations, I feel that she'll be able to walk, talk, and be completely normal, as always. But..

..But what? C'mon speed it up, I'm in no mood for a dramatic pause. *grunts*

Doctor: She might suffer from memory loss.

Oh.. Alright.. *rubs the back of my neck* But she's fine, right?

Doctor: Other than that, she is. She's in room 264, if you'd like to visit her.

Mmm yer.. Right, thanks, doctor. Did a marvel of a job. *shakes his hand and walks off to the room*

[Lissachoa]

*meanwhile in my room, Still knocked out, occasinaly coming around just to pass out again, trying to make of what just happened as I look out the window before looking back to the small cracking in the ceiling, could not help but think on how unfair it all is...*

[Murduck]

~ Murdoc walked into the room, quietly, feeling that he was not wanted around. He leans over the bed railing, looking at her face, and biting his lip. She really didn't deserve to go through that. This was all his fault. Stroking her hair, brushing his fingers on the bandages around her head, he felt like complete rubbish, and all he wanted to do was to kick himself hard, or leave her and never return. Fucking screw up. He wished deeply for her to wake up and tell him that he hated him. It would be less painful that way. ~

*leans against the railing, stroking her short hair, and shaking my head*
*mutters quietly to her*
Don't know if you can hear me right now......*sigh* I'm sorry.. what I said back there.. it was stupid. It was very idiotic of me. Just slap me on the face, if you're awake.

[Lissachoa]

*camra zooms outside the room*

*Slaps!*

*camra back in the room as I rub my band a bit*

your face is a little hard -_-;;;


Dude, that hurt

[Murduck]

..*rubs my cheek, a bit stunned*

Well, at least that was well deserved..

[Lissachoa]

*rubs my head a bit*

what happened anyways?

[Murduck]

*snaps out of it*

Huh..Oh, you went ballistic, I reckon, and shot yourself in the head. What in the hell were you trying to do, anyway?? You're lucky you're still alive. *frowns a bit, still rubbing my cheek*

She's got quite a hand there.

[Lissachoa]

*sits up*

I what?......*looks away a bit then lays back down*
no suprise I guess, great job at "Helping" me out by the way =_=

[Murduck]

Now, what in the hell is that supposed to mean?! I did help you!! I got you here before that fucking puppet Chuckie or whatever the hell that was decided to rip you and salvage on your innards, and what not.

Christ.

[Gary Sullivan]

DEN.
DEN
DEN!!

You're an arse of a man, Murdoc.
And that's all I wanted to say.

...

Bye. *jumps out the window to the abyss*

[Lissachoa]

*blinks*

......ok.....

*looks back to Murdoc*

what are you talking about? I thought that thing was dead...

[Murduck]

(( I couldn't help myself. She needs to know the truth, damn it! ))

*Rubs the lower part of my back, where the wound is*

Trust me, it isn't. *Looks back at her* Honestly, what were you trying to do?!

[Lissachoa]

Hell, I dont know, all I remember is going back to my place to Feed Sama and that was it, I wasint planning on anything.