[The tarp is gone and Hitoka is left, scrambling forth on hands and knees to the door, tearing her shirt off over her head as she skids to Rosa, bunching up the cloth and moving it to staunch the blood flow.
She screams again, louder, desperate, left in her camisole and shaking like a leaf, applying pressure—]
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[The tarp is gone and Hitoka is left, scrambling forth on hands and knees to the door, tearing her shirt off over her head as she skids to Rosa, bunching up the cloth and moving it to staunch the blood flow.
She screams again, louder, desperate, left in her camisole and shaking like a leaf, applying pressure—]
WE NEED A HEALER!! NOW!