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]

It'll get infected and you'll get gangrene and you'll die!

[Lucas is, for some reason, angry. If you don't stop him, he's going to Lifeup-Punch your right arm.]

[ponypuncher.livejournal.com]

The hell is gangrene? Yer speakin' some kind of gibberish with that.

_{[Crossing his arms, head cocked to the side.]}

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Infection! If you don't get a wound cleaned, it will get infected.

[Lucas points at the man's injury.]

Let me see that!

[ponypuncher.livejournal.com]

It was fine last time this happened!

_{[Lifting his hand waaaay up over his head.]}

No way!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas hops. And aims a jolt of Lifeup at the ridiculously tall man's arm.]

[ponypuncher.livejournal.com]

_{[What in Odin's name--MATRIX-- okay not really, he just kind of drops his hand behind his back to try and avoid it.]}

Whoa, there!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

You can't just let it sit like that.

[ponypuncher.livejournal.com]

It's fine! I'll wash the blood off later.

[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.]

[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!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

I'm trying to help!