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Chris eyes rolled away, but then he closed them for a second, and scrambled up.
"Running doesn't do your ankle any good,"he said while he smiled thankful at the girl. "Stay here with these guys okay? I'll be back later.."
He turned to the two guys, who still hadn't said anything, saying "Keep an eye on her.."and limped to Nessa, not aware of the blood he'd lost.
"What's the matter..?" Chris whispered to her but by seeing the boy's neck wound and her upset face he figured that was the problem and became a little nauscious.
"We have to remove it, clean his wound and directly bandage it very tight. "he said quietly to Nessa, in order not to scare the boy. "Do you have any medical degree..? Or a steady hand..?" He gestured to his trembling hands with a grin "I think I won't be capable to do it properly.."

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

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Nessa nodded. "No medical degree," she said calmly, so Mark could hear, "but yes, I'm usually pretty steady. What should we bandage it with?"

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Chris showed his blouse. "We can rip some strips of this.." he looked around with a frown "where on earth is our luggage..? It would be the best to use a pincet." he mumbled.
Then he turned to the boy "So what's your name?" By distracting him he wanted to offer Nessa the chance to remove the metal, in the mean time he started to rip his blouse in strips for the bandage.

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

Nessa smiled encouragingly at Mark. "Now," she said seriously, "I'm going to try and help you, but it's gonna hurt. Do you think you'll be okay?" she moved around so he could lean against her.

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Alex attempted a grin, however strained his expression looked. He made a second attempt at standing. This time, he managed to keep his feet. "Be right back..." He staggered over to congregation of people some yards away. He saw a young man, a boy, and a girl.

"Hi, everyone. Nice weather, isn't it? Someone here mention they had a medical degree? Or was I hallucinating..."

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"No," said Nessa, looking him over with an unimpressed eye. "You wouldn't happen to, would you?"

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To himself, he muttered, "I knew I had a hangover." Then he raised his voice. "I dissected a squirrel once in science class. Does that count?"

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Nessa quite obviously had no time for this stranger with a hangover. "Whatever," She said dismissively, flipping her long hair over one shoulder and regarding him a little scornfully with denim-blue eyes. "Chris - got any more instructions for me?"

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"Once you have hold of the piece, remove it quickly and we'll try to stop the bleeding as best as we can.."
He looked nervously at Nessa, hoping his lessons biology and his course of first aid would be enough to save the boy.

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

"I'm Alex. You can call me A.I. It's short and sweet for Annoying Idiot." He fought another wave of dizziness and nausea. Dropping to his knees and feeling positively sick, he turned around and retched.

"Sorry about that..." Still on his knees, he scanned the young boy over. "Can I help?"

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"No worries mate..Happens to us all.." he glanced at Alex who looked pretty miserable and sick. "I guess Nessa should remove the metal.. you're not looking to good. I'm Chris by the way."
He glared at his t-shirt for a second and realised he was losing even more blood, but just pressed his arm harder against the wound and hoped it would be enough to stop the bleeding.

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

"You're not looking too good either. You need a bandage or something? A sling for your arm too." With a shrug he took off his jacket and offered it as a bandage.

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"Thanks..I'll do that later.." He took the jacket, fixed his gaze at the boy again while adding "You're sure you don't need it..?"

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.