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Ocelot's a dirty no good hoe face
[So Todd may or may not have said some unfavorable words to a certain female Ocelot and gotten himself shot, and is now limping down the hallway looking for an infirmary. He also looks like he could randomly fall asleep again, which would be a bad thing at the moment.]
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What?! What's so funny!
[>|]
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[Morphine, ground meat legs and Pain do not a smart person make. Even if he is still armed.]
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[Pouts]
Or are you just making fun of me like that stupid bitch was...
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[He pulls his Thompson out from under the covers and points it at the guard.]
Morphine does that to a man.
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Well, uh, I'll just leave you alone then...
[Backs away from the crazy man.]
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[Noooo don't leave, he wants to play!]
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[He keeps his gun pointed at Pain, although he really doesn't want to fight right now.]
Lets just... do this some other time or something?
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[He raises his eyebrows.]
The bandages are in the cabinet on the left, and the morphine's in the lower shelf. Go stop the bleeding before you bleed out.
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Uh, thanks I guess...
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Todd! What happened?!
[She rushes over to give him medical treatment.]
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[It certainly sound like something he would do, but Jane chose not to comment on it.]
Come on. Let's get you fixed up.
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[He smiled at her.]
But only if you promise not to shoot me.
[He said that as joke, a lame joke but that was just how he was.]
Sorry. I've been sick.
[She helps him over to a nearby bench so that he won't be putting any pressure on his leg.]
That's Ok~
That's good, well not that I would think that you'd shoot me...
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[She opens up her medical bag and retrieves a scalpel, some styptic and disinfectant, and a bandage.]
Now, let's see this wound.
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[He rolled up his pant leg for her.]
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[Spotting the bullet, Para readies the scalpel.]
This'll hurt a bit.
[She sticks the blade alongside the bullet and uses it to help pry it out.]
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I dunno, I just... kinda nodd off I guess.
[He hisses a little when she pries the bullet out, but stays still.]
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Should I be worried that it happens while you're patrolling?
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Nah, It's hasn't gotten me into any trouble so far.
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That's good to hear. Still, let's try not to make this a regular thing, okay?
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[He smiled at her.]
Maybe I should drink more coffee or something.
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[Jane kisses him on the cheek.]
The problem with coffee is that it only energizes you for an hour or two, then makes you more tired.
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[He pulls her into a hug.]
You got any ideas?