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Doc took the med kit from the eager marine.
"Thanks kid, you might want to avert your eyes for the next part." He opened the med kit while walking over to the other Spartan. Time to get to work. He started by unrolling some bandage, the wrapping it around his wrist. He dabbed the end in a bit of pain killer, and set the bottle back in it's small slot. He then grabbed the shrapnel, yanked it out, then swiftly wrapped the bandage around the wound. "We'll be able to tell when it heals when it gets dirty enough to deteriorate, or gets burned off by something."
He stood eye to eye with his fellow spartan, holstering the kit to his own leg. "We might need some extra stuff on our little survival camp."