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| (Not for sure im supposed to be doing this will not be controling anyone who is not my charecter)
>Outside a certain well known Seafood restaurant, well known for their Tuna, A cat boomer was huddling in some bushes, trying her best to tend to her wounds.

| > A red levicar makes its way toward the resturant and slows down as if the driver is searching for something. Inside a woman with long black hair and glasses can be seen with another. Eventually the car stops and the woman steps out looking down at what looked like a Sone Viva handheld.
"Towervania...Ah there you are."
> She'd wander over toward where she could see a small blood trail. She'd glance at the machine in her palm until the tall woman stood over it and looked down.

| "You're the Tuna-girl, yeah?"

| "...Yes"
>Tuna poked her head out of the bushes
"Im bleeding pretty bad"

| >Following behind is a woman in black jeans and a shirt, with a black pixie cut, red backpack on her back. She sets down the bag and opens it, pulling out bandages and some Quik Clot.
"Well, we are here to help, now stay still, you don't want any loose bandages."

| >Aleid shook her head.
"We can't treat her here. As muuuch as I dispise the idea of getting blood on my seats...."
> The woman gently moved to gather the girl's body up and quickly moved her toward the Levicar. The doors opened on their own when she reached back and pressed a button on her car keys. She nods her chin toward Cain to get her to head to the car. She'd rest Tuna on the back seat and slip around to the front again.
"I'll park somewhere more discreet."

| "Just tend to her back there and I'll try to drive as carefully as I can."

| >Tuna crawls out of the bushes. The girl looking no more than 14 sat down, the strips of cloth covering her wounds soaked through with blood.
"Okay. Just make it as quick as you can"

| (sorry posted too slow)
>Tuna layed back on the seat
"Sorry about all the blood"
>She laughed abit

| "So much for working conditions... Hold on, this might sting."
>Cain puts some Quik Clot powder on the bandages, and begins carefully wrapping it around Tuna's wounds.

| >Tuna sucked in air through her teeth
"Yep. It stings. Also be aware I think the bullets may be in me. I honestly can't really see if there is an exit wound with all the blood"

| > The woman drove her way towards a back alley and put herself in park at such an angle that people would have to climb over the car to get by, but they still had plenty of cover and were hard to see down the ally without the car lights on. She then flicked the cabin light on and turned to look at the two. While Cain dealt with the flesh dealt wounds, Aleid looked over the mechanical ones...
"...Ah geezus that's gonna suck to repair."

| "We can pull 'em later, just got to get your wounds cloting. AHHHH Christ! My shirt!"
>Cain pulls some tweezers out of her bag.
"If you thought that hurt, then this is going to suck."

| >Cain plunges the tweezers in to Tuna's shoulder, digging for the bullet.

| "I figured as much. FUCK this week"
>Tuna groaned, annoyed and fustrated
"I swear ima owe Neon more than my debt at this point"

| "FUCK THAT HURTS"
>Tuna winced but remained as still as she could

| "Come on little puppy, Come to mama!"
>Cain gets lucky, and the bullet out relatively quickly, and re-patching the shoulder wound.
"So anymore bullet holes, Ms. Swiss?"
>Cain moves to Tuna's thigh

| "Just the one in the thigh. Unfortunately the last bullet that hit me hit hardware. expensive hardware."
>Tuna groaned

| "I know just the people for that."
>Cain checks the gun wound, and sees that its has gone clean through. She wraps the thigh quickly, to prevent any more blood loss.
"Jesus, you look paler than a ghost! we need to get you some blood!"

| " Mmm...Blood, huh? Sweetie how'd you get these holes?"
> Aleid asked looking to Tuna.
"I shouldn't be surprised...but the idea of someone shooting up a little girl is a little numbing. Kind of hope those guys die in a fire...the nice explodey kind."

| "Alright, what blood type are you?"
>Cain digs through her bag.

| Tuna sighed
"Long story short, My employers wanted to hold me to try and cut their losses and I noped out of that and they were not too happy about that. Also im 23."

| "Also that is a question I do not know. So I guess im fucked now right?"
>Tuna groaned again, feeling even more fustrated

| "Ah shit. Just eat this bar for now, it should help with blood production."
>Cain hands Tuna a bar of Hematogen, wrapped in childish graphics, and Cyrillic text.
"and how the hell are you so young then?"

| >Tuna unwrapped the bar and nibbled on it.
"I get injected with drugs every three months to keep me looking like this. I was supposed to get one today but it looks like im going to age normally now instead of a slowed rate"

| "Hey Aleid? Can you drop me off at my place? I think I've done all I can, and it sound like something I really shouldn't get involved in..."
>Cain asks Aleid

| (god damn it.)

| >Aleid shrugged and smiled.
"You're the boss...Shouldn't you be more like 'ALEID TAKE ME TO MY GALLERY!'"
> She joked and turned to pull the car back.
"No problem. I'll take you back and handle this. Mind if I take off for the rest of the day? This one's going to need some looking after while she's weak."

| "Sure, But you and Neon both owe me. And you..."
>Cain turns to Tuna
"Owe me a shirt."

| >Aleid drives Tuna and Cain to the Gallery. She drops Cain off and takes Tuna straight to a certain place only she , her, and Neon knew about.