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MacPere's eyes slipped close as his hyperventilating continued, the only response he was able to muster being a hand risen to brush Gren's cheek. He groaned at the wound being touched, trying his best to not writhe under the uncomfortable pressure - it was helping, even if the feeling wasn't among the most pleasant.

"I know, it hurts. I'm sorry. But I have to at least stop the bleeding before I bandage. Try to breathe steady for me..."

Gren was trying hard to swallow the knots in his stomach. He had to be strong, right here, right now. He thought back to all of the meatball surgery he'd seen in the war, knew where the medical kit was in the kitchen... Once these were stablized, he could go get it. but for now, the towels were getting rather saturated, but the pressure was what counted.

"Okay, you're doing good...just keep breathing, in, out...steady.."

"Take the water," Angeles snarled, bareing her fangs before dropping her gaze, "and put it on MacPere's wounds. They will heal," Angeles reached down and began to tear away at the grass before scoping up some dirt to rub against the wounds. Like water on a normal burn it eased the pain, slightly, but it was better than nothing. Angeles shot another glare at Kageko an Zander, Indara, and Nick flew at her and began herding her towards the inn."

(OOC: Wow, I feel slightly guilty that my character is the least tormented out of all this.)
Kageko nodded, she was still worried for Angeles and would have stayed with her if her companions hadn't started pushing her, and dashed to the inn. Before going in, she grabbed hold of her goggles, as well as the holy water, and quickly put them on. Then she quickly detected two energies. The one lying down was undoubtedly MacPere and the one sitting must have been Gren. She walked to the two of them and kneeled down. Trying her best to keep her balance so as not to fall into the blood, she held out the vial of holy water and hesitantly said, "H-here. Angeles said to put this on MacPere's wounds. That it'll help heal him," she added in, "D-do either of you know of a way to help Angeles? She's really injured right now."

MacPere hissed at the light and ultimately odd sensation from the water, looking between both Gren and Kageko, attempting to lighten the mood a little. "We could always hang me over a glass?" He offered both a strained smile, gritting his teeth slightly.

Angeles continued to put dirt on the wounds as they continued to cause her great pain. December walked over and growled as she hissed at him, warning him not to come near. For the life of her she could not figure out how Kageko had blessed energy. Not even the holiest of priests could do that. They could bless everything but energy and air. She rubbed some dirt on her face and snarled slightly as the pain returned on her hands. it was a good thing Angeles wore a lot of clothing. Only her face, neck, hands and midriff had been burned.

Kageko smoothly took the cup out of Gren's hand, thinking, "Good, at least I won't have to blindly search for the cake." She quickly rose up and dashed through the door, taking care not to spill the cup of blood. As soon as she got out of the inn, she took her goggles off and continued to run towards Angeles. As she approached her, Kageko slowed down and offered the glass of blood to one of the companions that was guarding Angeles. "Here," she asked, "Please take this to Angeles. It's some of Gren's blood."

"It's fine, just cut. Her nails are very sharp; she can scuff ivory without a thought. But bless her, she took the left arm." He looked at his arm. His fingers still moved, quite well. He figured the worst would be bruising, perhaps deep bruising, and those razor cuts?

"H-hey, you lay down!"