Lanzallamas

[Pilot Haddon]

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Ethereal Eclipse was a long ways away from Shadowed Sun and where in Pilot’s den set the bag filled with emergency medical supplies. He cursed himself for not having towed it along, but he hadn’t expected to use it. The only place he knew where he could get anything to help would be at Twilight Vale’s manor – Naniko’s supply. His silver gaze watched the Spaniard, hoping for some sort of direction from him. Though Pilot was fairly good with taking charge of things, he seemed to be completely frozen where he stood.



"I…I… yes, I suppose I do. But," he pointed a finger towards the girl unsteadily, "that’s a strange wound." He stood there for a few seconds, before breaking his mind’s suspension. Then he shook his head. "We’d have to take her to Twilight Vale! I don’t have any of my supplies with me." He began planning out things he would need in his head – antiseptic, traumatic needles, and the works.

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