The less painful way would require injections. Amélie did not like needles, nor was she willing to go to Medical. Sure, they could handle this wound a lot better than her, but it would mean letting doctors poke and prod at her along with having to explain how she'd gotten shot and by who. No, this was the best solution at hand.
"Not unless she's provoked or defending herself," Amélie replied as she took the leather from Marjara. "I provoked her by tailing her. I dodged the majority of the gunfire, but SMGs have quite a spray at mid-range." She moved to the edge of the pond, finding a good place where she could enter the water with relative ease. "She's smart and resourceful. The longer this time effect remains, the less trouble she will get into. The less paranoid she will be. You would know her as the Legionnaire named Azucar."
Her eyes moved from the water to Marjara. "I am going to be incapacitated for... a bit. Please stay, make sure I do not accidentally drown myself." And then, without hesitation, she put the leather between her teeth and slipped into the pond.
As soon as the water hit her wound, submerging it, Amélie bit down hard on the leather as she half-swallowed the wail of pain the sprung from within her whether she liked it or not. Eyes squeezed shut and head tilted back, she whimpered in pain as one hand shakily grabbed for a rock near the bank to anchor herself to and the other went to the torn flesh of her thigh. Growls and groans mixed with her whimpers, the muscles of her shoulders and torso flexing frequently as spikes of red hot pain coursed up her leg and through her body as she scrubbed at the dried blood and mangled skin, freeing it from the clotting and letting the water cleanse the sweat and grime from the wound. With it came fresh blood to flush as much of the impurities as she could from it.
Amélie would apply an antiseptic back at camp when she dressed the wound, but for now this was best, if incredibly painful. The water around her leg turned a dark color as both flakes of dried blood and the thick ruddy fresh blood rose to the surface, tears from the physical pain streaking from the corner of her eyes as she worked that wound. Just a bit longer...
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"Not unless she's provoked or defending herself," Amélie replied as she took the leather from Marjara. "I provoked her by tailing her. I dodged the majority of the gunfire, but SMGs have quite a spray at mid-range." She moved to the edge of the pond, finding a good place where she could enter the water with relative ease. "She's smart and resourceful. The longer this time effect remains, the less trouble she will get into. The less paranoid she will be. You would know her as the Legionnaire named Azucar."
Her eyes moved from the water to Marjara. "I am going to be incapacitated for... a bit. Please stay, make sure I do not accidentally drown myself." And then, without hesitation, she put the leather between her teeth and slipped into the pond.
As soon as the water hit her wound, submerging it, Amélie bit down hard on the leather as she half-swallowed the wail of pain the sprung from within her whether she liked it or not. Eyes squeezed shut and head tilted back, she whimpered in pain as one hand shakily grabbed for a rock near the bank to anchor herself to and the other went to the torn flesh of her thigh. Growls and groans mixed with her whimpers, the muscles of her shoulders and torso flexing frequently as spikes of red hot pain coursed up her leg and through her body as she scrubbed at the dried blood and mangled skin, freeing it from the clotting and letting the water cleanse the sweat and grime from the wound. With it came fresh blood to flush as much of the impurities as she could from it.
Amélie would apply an antiseptic back at camp when she dressed the wound, but for now this was best, if incredibly painful. The water around her leg turned a dark color as both flakes of dried blood and the thick ruddy fresh blood rose to the surface, tears from the physical pain streaking from the corner of her eyes as she worked that wound. Just a bit longer...