Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-34928186-20180518193031/@comment-29818417-20180524014236

He flinched staring towards her, face paled "Wh-.." he slowly step back, inhaling heavily "Ok, I think you need to calm down here. just um.. sit down, you smell fine.."

Cancer was sitting off to the side in his lonesome, staring off as the gags burst into his ears. Head cocking as he stood up famishily hence he didn't know the group was eating without him. Praying it was perhaps an animal or such he took off for the woods. Eyes skimming about he approached the bank as his heart stopped seeing the figure before him. Unable to part him out from his mere complexion he dove towards him, instantly removing his own shirt in an attempt to begin to stop blood flow, screaming out "GUYS- GRAB YOUR SHIT AND COME HERE SOMEONE'S ON THE BANK-" he spat out, still unable to tell whom the figure was from his bent up shape. He forced off his previous shirt to avoid infection and put his own shirt upon him of which would assist in absorbing blood, forcing from his back his bag as he tore out the few bandages, medications, stitching supplies, etc. "Don't move-" he breathed out, tearing the contents of his bags upon the ground.