The cough only gets worse as he's hoisted into the helicopter and things keep sliding in and out. "Home, baby..." He mutters, eyelids fluttering as he tries to just keep himself together.
"We're losing him..." Hannibal mutters under his breath, ripping open the bloody shirt as they leave BA behind to take care of the documents and clean up - a reasonable excuse to get out of the flight.
"Keep her even, Murdock!" There's only so much he can do with even the advanced first aid kit, but damn if he's not going to do what he can to cut off the blood flow.
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Date: 2013-03-15 08:11 am (UTC)"We're losing him..." Hannibal mutters under his breath, ripping open the bloody shirt as they leave BA behind to take care of the documents and clean up - a reasonable excuse to get out of the flight.
"Keep her even, Murdock!" There's only so much he can do with even the advanced first aid kit, but damn if he's not going to do what he can to cut off the blood flow.