Smudge: *runs over to RM!*
Jayne: Eeeiiieek!!!! MUSE! NO!!! *kneels beside him and shakes him*
Vine: Ack! He's out! --Correl! Correl, get over here, quick!!!
Correl: zZz...'...hmm? Huh?
Vince: Get over here this guy's dead, or he's gonna be!!
Correl: What happened?
Vince: Urrrgh, just get over here and look at him!
Correl: *walks over and bends over RM. Feels his throat for a pulse, lays a hand on his chest to check difficulty of breathing.*
Correl: He's in very bad shape. Without proper care, it could be fatal.
Vince: THEN DO SOMETHING!!!!!!
Jayne: *now laying with arms around RM's neck, sobbing*
Correl: *hurries to the first-aide kit Ammy had used on #7 Slig, brings it back*
Jayne: Speak to meee---*sob*---eee.......
Vince: JAYNE SHUT UP!!!! HE CAN'T HEAR YOU!! STOP CHOKING HIM!
Correl: But I still don't see what's wrong with him. All this blood--there are a few wounds here, but they do not appear very serious...
Smudge(blurts out): It's internal bleeding! Idiots! He needs a doctor! What do they pay you friggin' muds for? Go get a phone!
Vince: How do you know! For all you know he may be in a comma!!
Smudge: I saw him get---*stops himself*
Correl: *goes for a phone*
Vince: Get what!
Smudge: Get.....in an accident! *hangs his head and looks away*
Vince: You're lying!
Jayne: *still holding RM's neck* Pleeeaaase......please wake up! *sob, sniffle, sniffle* Ohhhgh.....no.....no! ......please....
Vince: *glances back to RM, squinting* (I just hope he can hold on long enough......)
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