Fifteenth PSI

[a_gentle_boy]

Stop it!  Stop going!  Stop . . . !  

There's   . . . There's so much blood, I -- [Lucas breaks off and seems to gasp for breath for a few moments.  He is, in fact, covered with the stuff despite not having exchanged anything at all, having just finished helping NIc.]  The sidewalk . . . Everything . . . Even on the trees.  It's just like when . . .

[The boy suddenly seems to snap back to reality.]

Who's a doctor?  Who's a nurse?  Who's a healer through whatever means?  Please, get uptown and help the people leaving the post office!  Anyone who's already lost something -- Find a medic!  You'll bleed to death if you don't get it treated!  If you see anyone who's lost a leg, get them help first!  Getting the blood vessels in your thigh severed is really dangerous.  No one should try to wait it out!

I . . . I think . . . I-I don't know.  If they're doing this . . . will it come back if we die . . . ?

((OoC: Just for clarification, Lucas is overreacting.  There 's a lot of blood, but probably not as bad as he's making it out to be.  This is the first time he's seen it in such large quantities -- and gushing out from someone while he's trying to heal them.  He's still a kid, after all.))

EDIT:
((For any replies after this edit, Lucas will be over his initial shock and can be found near by the post office if anyone needs healing to prevent from bleeding to death.  You may still reply to the initial contents of this post if you'd like.))

Lucas's List --
Striped Shirt: 5
Magic Cake: 5
Mr. Saturn's Tea Table: 20
Shield Snatcher: 25
Mystical Stick: 40
(There follows a long list of PSI, each registered at 200, culminating with)
PK Love Omega: 200
HINAWA's smile: (The price is scratched out.)
CLAUS's scent: (The price is scratched out.)
FLINT's love: (The price is scratched out.)

Comments

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas was not panicking around he was strategically calling for assistance. This is how he remembers it and that's the story he's sticking with.]

Oh . . . Hi. . . . I don't know if anyone needs help right now but you can help me start cleaning off some of this blood, if you want.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

So no particular reason . . . ?

[Lucas frowns.]

I don't know, Mr. Vince. Maybe you should get home with that as quick as you can before they realize they forgot to take something from you.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

N-No! Go wash it now. . . . I'm going to heal it even if you don't want me to.

[Have another projectile Lifeup.]

[numanstan.livejournal.com]

... Good idea.

[He picks up the suitcase, but pauses.]

... Y'gonna be alright, mate?

[legendschild.livejournal.com]

Alright. [Without a second thought he used the jersey he recently got and cleaned off the blood.]

This any good?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas hesitates a few seconds, the memory of what he had just been doing suddenly returning. After a little bit, he tries a smile.]

I'll be OK. . . . Sorry to worry you. I guess I just . . . panicked.

[Lucas is slightly ashamed of himself. He hasn't done something like that for a very long time.]

Be careful, Mr. Vince.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Wha -- Oh, wait! I've got a lot of old sheets and stuff over here. You shouldn't wreck your clothes . . .

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . It's not me. It's everyone else.

[This is surprising since Lucas is still pretty much covered in blood.]

[numanstan.livejournal.com]

... Y'be careful too, yeah?

[Before he leaves, he ruffles Lucas' hair. It seemed like the appropriate thing to do.]

[legendschild.livejournal.com]

It's fine, it gets dirty all the time so I'm pretty used to cleaning it every minute.

Besides, it's better cleaning all this blood out before it turn dry.

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

Show me to the injured~ And where did the blood on you come from?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . There's so much of it. I don't even know what to do . . .

[Propped up against a nearby tree are the dirty rags in question, as well as what appears to be a bucket half full of red liquid. This is extremely unsanitary, but Lucas hardly knows better.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Vince has blood on his hands now, but Lucas relaxes a little. The blood-smeared child watches for a little while longer as Vince drags his precious suitcase away before turning to run back in the direction he had came.]

[legendschild.livejournal.com]

Well the first thing is not to panic and think calmly. I don't really know what's going on and the worst situation I've seen before was a broken arm, but my dad always say never panic even if the situation feels unease.

He always yells and hit me, but he's not a bad dad so his advice seems right to follow. [smiles reassuringly.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[The worst situation Lucas has been in involved the destruction of his world, so this is perhaps not as reassuring as Yutaro may think it is. Lucas tries to fake a smile at this, nonetheless. The smile cracks a little at the 'yell and hit me' part.]

Um. I just mean that there's probably a better way of doing this. If only the bucket chimeras were here . . . At the very least, I want to try to clean it up enough so people can walk without slipping . . .

[Or tracking blood everywhere they went.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

So you're a doctor? There are a lot of people hurt by the post office. Some others probably went home and tried to fix themselves up. Please hurry there as soon you can.

[legendschild.livejournal.com]

Sounds good, then I might need your sheets, I think my jersey's gonna turn pretty red if I keep using it.

Maybe we could get some bandages and help out anyone who needs it.

[relaxiamadoctor.livejournal.com]

I will~ If you see any other injured, direct them to Doctor Crane's clinic. I will be heading there after dealing with emergency first aid~

[She leaves him the address]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas nods. He will follow her back shortly after as soon as his message is gotten out to more people.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

I can take care of healing as long as there's not too many. I'm afraid there'll be a lot, though . . . Real doctors should be here.

[legendschild.livejournal.com]

[nods] And that's why you need all the help you could get, right?

I might not be much, but I'll try helping as much as I could!

[bluecapboy.livejournal.com]

Lucas, what happened?! Are you all right?!

[resurrectinto.livejournal.com]

[And she's running with him, off to help. She won't be able to do much, but the least she can is try to keep Lucas and medically, at best, her fire can be used to cauterize wounds.]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Luke . . . ? I-I'm fine. But there are a lot of people who need help.

[ponypuncher.livejournal.com]

Oi! _{[Backstepping to get behind Lucas, and he's moving to pick him up by the back of the shirt with his good hand.]}

Watch where ya shoot those little lights!