Immediate Aid

“Aaaaaaah! Fuck! Fuck! Fuuuuuuuck!”

Roku could hear Paddy screaming in agony without comms through both of their helmets. She dropped the flamer and knelt beside him. It was lucky he was carrying some salvaged medical supplies on his belt clamps. Roku began to administer immediate aid as he howled and roll on the floor of the bridge.

She tried to calm him down over comms, “Paddy! I’ve got you. I need you to breathe. Breathe. Come on. I’ve got you.”

This wasn't her first time tending to severed body parts but seeing it happen in front of her was particularly intense and brutal. She knew that he could survive as long as she got him to the medpod soon.

Paddy continued to shake and flail so she had to press her hand on his chest as she injected his shoulders with Naproleve syrettes. After a moment, the pain began to subside and Paddy’s face felt tingly. He relaxed and laid his head back.

Roku sat him up against the wall quickly dressed his severely bleeding arms with temporary wraps.

“Glenn! Help me get him up!” Roku cried urgently as Roberts put out the flames on the bridge with a fire extinguisher.

Roberts ran over and they each grabbed a side of him.

Together they marched Paddy out of the bridge and down the corridor toward the A Deck MedLab.

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