@Painted-Iris group
Coughing, Lata woke up. "Wazzat, huh?" she asked groggily and half asleep.
Coughing, Lata woke up. "Wazzat, huh?" she asked groggily and half asleep.
"DON'T OPEN YOUR EYES!!!" He yelled.
“Right.” Lucille said.
"Then couldn't I have stayed asleep?" Lata groaned, keeping her eyes shut.
"No! We need to get inside the tent!" He groped around for the flap opening. "WHERE'S THE TENT?!!"
“This is not the time.” Lucille said, suppressing a laugh.
(Guys this is serious…)
(I’m sorry. ;-;)
(ITS FINE!!!)
The sand stung his face and arms as he tried to find the others.
(I thought she was already in the tent lol)
"No idea!" She called back. All she could feel was sand hitting her from all sides.
“Ugh.” Lucille said, finally finding the tent flap, she hurriedly climbed inside.
Tyson followed her in. He shook the sand out of his hair. "Alright is everyone in?"
Lucille looked at everyone, “I think we’re all fine.”
Lata brushed herself off, the sand sticking everywhere despite her efforts.
"Ack!" she exclaimed, the sand from Tyson's hair hitting her in the face.
Tyson felt a stinging sensation on his leg. He looked down. His leg wrappings had come undone and sand crusted around the wound, blood oozing down his leg. "Oh…"
(oof oh nooooooo)
“Oh dear indeed.” Lucille said.
Tyson winced. "Ow."
“… I’ll clean it.” Lucille said, unzipping her backpack.
"Do you have any more bandage stuff?"
“Of course I do, it’s called dressing. I have loads of the stuff.” Lucille said, pulling out the first aid kit.
Tyson took his handkerchief out of his pockets and tried to stop the blood from running down his leg.
Lucille hurriedly cleaned it and wrapped it, tight but not too tight.
"Thanks, Lu." He said. He looked at his handkerchief. It twas soaked. "Oh…"
(wow, twas, so extra…sorry…)
“Oh indeed.” Lucille said, looking at the bow she tied again with the dressing. She was so extra. “It can be washed out, dont worry. With cold water and soap.” (^snickers^)
Tyson didn't say anything. The room was spinning. "Oh…" He blacked out.
(…was that too dramatic….)
“This, this is not good.” Lucille said to Lata.
Tyson blinked his eyes open and stared the people huddled over him. "How long was I out?"
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