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Post by [x] Spain on Mar 18, 2012 16:56:14 GMT -5
Spain heard Norway and glanced down. England's ankle was swollen more than should be possible from just an infected cut... unless it was infected by something else. No, he didn't want to think of that. He made a mental note to make sure that England was seen by a medic as soon as the meeting was over.
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Post by [x] Romano on Mar 18, 2012 16:58:44 GMT -5
Romano looked and saw that his friends were starting at England's ankle. His eyes narrowed and he looked also,and gasped. It was swelled up and puffy,not looking good. Does this mean...? He expelled those horrid thoughts from his head. England is too strong...
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Post by [x] Norway on Mar 18, 2012 17:00:09 GMT -5
Norway looked up at Spain and frowned. He was scared. Terrifed even. What had England been doing before this? All of the possibilities ran through his head and he looked around for his brother Ice. Were was he when he needed him!
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Post by [x] Spain on Mar 18, 2012 17:06:25 GMT -5
Spain looked over and saw Norway pale. The poor boy must've been terrified, especially since his brother hadn't been seen for a long time and now England being hurt...
"Hey, don't worry." Spain smiled comfortingly at him and pushed over some more food to take his mind off of the worry. "We'll find Islandia and Inglaterra will be alright, I promise."
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Post by [x] Finland on Mar 18, 2012 17:07:47 GMT -5
The look on his old friend's face sent a pang of guilt through the Finn.
"Hey," He whispered, gently. "Spain's right. It'll all be okay Nor."
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Post by England on Mar 18, 2012 17:08:36 GMT -5
"Alright, so here are the Nations I want involved in this." England looked around for a pencil he'd seen on the table and reached over to grab it, turning his letter over to write on the back. "Romano, Spain, Prussia, Norway, Canada, Lithuania, Scotland, Finland and Ireland." he looked around, to notice that a few were missing. "No matter." he muttered to himself.
"Alright, let me explain what this is about." he pushed his chair and got up, gasping as his ankle spiked again. Limping, he made his way to one of the big maps on the wall behind him, and pointed. "This is where we are right now." his fingers then shakily pointed three other spots. "And that's where our goals will be."
"I've got squads formed already. Each squad will tackle one city, to complete their goal and return to the warehouse. Canada and Scotland, that are in the same squad, have already been sent out to their location because it's much farther than the other two. Their goal is to get into a research lab in that city and retrieve some papers I asked them to get." he pointed on the map after his vision cleared enough for him to see straight.
"Spain, Prussia and Finland, you three will be going to Canada's old capital, two hours' ride from here. Your goal will be to find a back-store pharmacy drug, which Finland will recognize, I'm sure. It's a set of pills that people are prescribed in very strict doses when they need the blood in their veins de-toxified. Any variation of brand is negligible, as long as it's the right medicine. Bring lots of those. You might have to look in a lot of pharmacies, though. They're not on shelves, so search in the back." he pointed out Canada's old capital, and then moved to the final checkpoint.
"As for Lithuania, Norway and Romano, with Ireland as backup, you will be sent here, two hours' ride as well." he fumbled around and had to lean against the wall a moment before finding his spot. "To access the general hospital inside this city and get lots of empty syringes. They might be hard to come by because of the last efforts hospitals might have done to help the population, but there are plenty of clinics in the city you can look in."
And that's when he decided to come sit back down because his knees felt too weak to support him.
"W-Wait a bit. Not done." he finished, taking a moment to lean his head against the table again, the coolness relieving him of his fever momentarily.
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Post by [x] Norway on Mar 18, 2012 17:10:24 GMT -5
Norway looked over at the two Nations who were trying to confort him. But, it didnt help to much. Even though, Norway smiled and said, "Ok, thank you Finland, Spain."
'Ice, were are you!' he silently screamed in his head despreatly.
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Post by [x] Spain on Mar 18, 2012 17:13:28 GMT -5
Spain quickly jumped into action and handed England the second towel, the glass of water and a pain reliever pill. "Are you alright? If you're not feeling well, you should sit down."
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Post by [x] Romano on Mar 18, 2012 17:14:25 GMT -5
Romano scanned the room,and saw Luthuania,nodding at him. Although him and Luthuania were not really close,he was happy it was someone he knew. Norway was next to him,so it would all be good...
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Post by [x] Prussia on Mar 18, 2012 17:16:06 GMT -5
Prussia watched on in concern as England struggled to stand, walking over to the large map they had displayed on the wall. He listened as the Brit instructed them, flashing a grin over at Spain when he heard they would be working together. So they had to get pills, huh? Seemed simple enough... Waiting for England to compose himself, he leaned forward in his chair and rested his elbows on the table.
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Post by [x] Finland on Mar 18, 2012 17:16:35 GMT -5
Finland nodded. "I'll know it when I see it, I promise." He soothed. He hoped the assurance would at least help to make him feel a little better.
"Do you want me to help with this?" He asked. Crowds didn't scare him, and if England needed him to stand and talk he gladly would. The poor man look absolutely drained.
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Post by [x] Norway on Mar 18, 2012 17:17:49 GMT -5
Norway sighed a bit. He knew Romano quite well so it would be ok. He also knew Lithuania to but he was alot closer to Romano.
In the cornor of his eye he scanned Prussia. He didnt know why, but he was becomeing fond of him. He hoped Prussia didnt hurt himself to badly.
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Post by England on Mar 18, 2012 17:32:22 GMT -5
"I'm fine." England answered very vaguely as he put his head back up and accepted the glass of water and painkillers without a word. Once he'd swallowed, he swore quietly under his breath, and then continued.
"All of you can find maps to your regions and cities in the cabinet there. Just look around." he motioned to the large cabinet in the back. "Equip yourselves for stealth. This is not the time to gather large masses of zombies and take them out. Just get in, find what you need, and get out. Including the trips to and from, the entire operation should take no more than 6 or 7 hours. It is imperative that it doesn't get too long." because he, personally, didn't exactly feel like dying, anytime soon. "There is still some work to be done once everybody's back here, and it's not exactly the shortest work on this planet, so please do your best to make it quick." he explained.
"Please don't take unnecessary risks. And try not to get hurt. All the medics will be tied up with Finland on their way back for the second part of the mission. And be careful. I don't know if any of you have actually seen the cities after their demise." he gulped down as horrific images flashed through his mind. "It's... nightmarish. The zombies we had to fight wandering around the warehouse were nothing in quantity compared to the ones wandering through a city's labyrinth. Be extremely careful. Take lots of breaks as not to tire yourselves out. Grab food and lots of water from the kitchen before you leave. Don't forget extra ammo and flashlights. Many establishments will certainly not have electricity running." he reminded them.
He wanted to keep going, too, but his head was hurting really bad. He knew his fever wasn't that high just yet (a few hours later, it would spike to deadly numbers, he knew), but it was still enough so that coupled with his dizziness, he really felt detached and lost.
"There are motorcycles in the back of the shooting range. Use them to get to your locations, and abandon them outside the city grounds. Infiltrate on foot, and then return here by motorbike." he finished. "Questions?"
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Post by [x] Finland on Mar 18, 2012 17:39:05 GMT -5
Finland swallowed. The whole scene sounded nightmarish. He knew that it had to be done, and he was not about to abandon the mission, but fuck did the image of a city torn to bits sicken him. He knew what England said about the medics and himself being busy when they returned was true, and he mentally noted to bring some gauze, antiseptic and swabs with him. Even if the medics were busy he wanted to at least make sure his team got treated at some point.
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Post by England on Mar 18, 2012 17:44:54 GMT -5
"Oh!" England called suddenly, feeling very stupid. "I forgot." He hated forgetting. It made him look so unorganized and air-headed. "Your team leaders and liaison agents. Choose them in your teams and give me names. And grab some walkie-talkies so you can all communicate together, wherever you are. I'll be manning the listening post here." he just wanted to sleep, but he had duties.
Though he didn't want to consider that possibility now that they had a ray of hope poking through the clouds of despair, if they didn't make it on time... He didn't want to die, knowing he'd done nothing to help him fellow Nations.
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