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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Jan 21, 2014 11:53:34 GMT -5
Night had descended upon Void City. A cold wind blew through the streets, chilling the bones of those still out and about. One of those passersby was Louis Durden, who -after making his way south of his previous mission in the mountains- had wound up in the back alleys of the city. He turned up the collar of his coat and stumbled along the sidewalk like a drunk.
His hands were covered in cuts, bleeding profusely.
"Help..." he muttered under his breath. "Need help."
Louis picked up his pace when he spotted a trash can nearby, sprinting over and promptly vomiting into it. Once he had relieved himself, he slumped over and landed painfully on his side. "Someone... Anyone..."
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Post by jackcossack on Jan 29, 2014 16:22:11 GMT -5
Trevor Parker was cruising along in his titanium grey Alfa. It was all repaired after he landed in here, thanks to his mechanic skills. Parker liked driving on the smaller, back streets of the cities. Perhaps he felt safe, felt no agent would notice him... Or perhaps he just didn't like all those traffic and felt every little error would force him to run, due to having no permission to drive at all.
He noticed a drunk, who was stumbling, and has just vomited in a trash can. Wait... there was something wrong with him. Why exactly was he bleeding so much? His dad once had a friend who bled to death, when he tripped while drunk and the shards from the bottle he had in pocked punctured his...femoral artery? Yes, something like this. Of course this drunk person had bleeding hands, not legs, but it still required attention.
Trevor reached in his pocked and...oh wait. He lost his phone somewhere in the home world a week before arriving here. Then he spotted a telephone booth. He got out of his car and went to the booth... Oh snap. Those vandals... the receiver has been ripped off... He had no other choice, and he needed to help this fellow. Nobody else was going to do that. The picked up a plastic bag and gave it to the person.
-Do you happen to know where the nearest hospital is? I'll take you there.
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Post by Pink Moon Wolf on Feb 26, 2014 12:01:12 GMT -5
(Am I to assume Louis can infect Trevor? If he does, there will be a big curing arc later; after that, he'd have all the more reason to join the final battle.)
Louis stared up blankly at his would-be rescuer, taking the plastic bag without knowing what he was expected to do with it. Very briefly, his eyes appeared to be a pinkish-purple color, but they soon faded back to their natural brown. "Wh... Wha...?"
When he heard the man say he would take him to a hospital, Louis immediately grew defensive. "NO!" He threw the bag aside and angrily grabbed Trevor's wrist. "I'm not going to any damn hospital, you understand?!"
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