Dally hesitated as she stepped into the back room. She had just dug her grave and she might as well accept it. She grabbed a clipboard with papers as well as a pen before she dared walk over to him.
"It'll be quick, promise. Anythin' that I need to know before I do the check? Might as well fess up now because if you were fine ya would have just done this earlier instead of fight it."

" I might have a stab would in my right shoulder.. and a bullet wound to my left arm.. " He mumbled, his arms crossed over his chest. He was moving as though he wasn't wounded at all. Either he was crazy, or his adrenalin was still pumping.

Dally dropped her pen in disbelief.
"Oh for the love of- How on EARTH are ya still even moving?!" She exclaimed, immediately grabbing a roll of bandages and some other things from he medical stash.
"That bullet could poison your blood if left alone, were you honestly going to just say NOTHIN'?!" She grumbled a small string of profanities as she grabbed tweezers.
"Is that every wound ya have? Minus small scrapes and cuts?" Dally asked once more. "It better be." She muttered under her breath.

" I have enough wounds on me to make Ruby uncomfortable. " He said with a laugh, " It don't hurt, I can leave it alone all I want to. "

"You imbecile you need to take better care of yourself! The h*** is everyone going to do without you around here?! You're supposed to take your father's place after he eventually passes!" Dally shouted at him. "Take your d*** shirt off and let me see the bullet first. Is it still in your arm or did it go through it? God I hope it's not in there for your sake. "Making me loose me patience with all you men today..."

Sebby whipped his head back to Darren. "Is that so?" He chuckled. He leaned closer to him. "Tell me." He paused." Do you think im pretty."

Edaline nodded. "From experience, the best thing you can do is stop drinking." She said. "It'll only make the nightmares worse."

Mae still sat in her corner watching everyone else. She frowned and stood up to get herself a drink. She hopped the bar table and went to get herself some milk from the refrigerator. She technically knew she wasn't supposed to be there but usually nobody dared correct or scold her. "Why don't we have milk?" She said to herself as she searched the fridge.

Thomas grumbled and took off his shirt, exposing the several, deep wounds on his body while most of his scars were still very visible. " I take great care of myself, and the bullet didn't go through, it's probably stuck but my dad said if you leave them there, they make for great stories to tell later. " His father had been being sarcastic, but Thomas wasn't the smartest person..

Idris noticed Mae go over the counter, and he mentally sighed. He hoped she wasn't getting into trouble, but then again everything about the Golden Lions was bound to be trouble. He leaned over the counter and looked over at her.
"You looking for something?" He asked, knowing he wasn't supposed to be by the bar either but neither was she.