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Post by Assassin is lazy on Feb 20, 2016 16:18:06 GMT -6
The guy turned to look at Darius "Just wait a second, there is this guy who needs my assistance" he says into the walkie-talkie and then clicks it off and puts it down "Show me where he is, and then I can see what we can do"
Conner just glanced at the new person as well as he could, wondering why he was here and who had gotten hurt
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Post by cestlamort on Feb 20, 2016 16:45:31 GMT -6
"Yes officer, right this way," Darius opened the door and pointed to Nathaniel, who was still clutching his forehead. Either he was better at acting than Darius thought or he hurt himself worse than he said. But he had gone into this willingly, so Darius didn't let himself worry. "He says he bumped his head and his knee hurts." He stayed close for a few moments, then inched back towards the door.
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Post by AssassinPerson on Feb 20, 2016 22:24:28 GMT -6
"What happened here?" he asks, walking over to Nathaniel and crouching down "Aren't you that guy from before, in that cello incident?" he asks, being sure that he recognized Nathaniel from somewhere.
"Ngh..." Conner turns himself slightly again to be able to see what was happening better. It didn't really work as he still felt pain, which probably wouldn't go away any time soon.
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Post by cestlamort on Feb 20, 2016 22:52:00 GMT -6
Nathaniel looked up at the officer, blinking a few times before he was able to place his face. "Yes. That was me. Isn't it a small world?"
After he was certain that he wouldn't be missed, Darius left the cafe. Outside, he found a man on the ground just like Nathaniel said earlier. He glanced both ways before walking up to Conner and kneeling on the ground, taking out the gloves and gauze. He put on the gloves. "My name is Darius Aldersfugel. I participated in a one day first aid course early last year at ENS Paris, and I'm going to try and help you, okay? Now, I need to work quickly because the officer will probably realize that he fell victim to a distraction," he said calmly. Even though the man seemed fairly aware of his surroundings, Darius added, "I need you to tell me your name if you're understanding me."
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Post by AssassinPerson on Feb 21, 2016 6:22:24 GMT -6
Conner watches Darius, listening to what he was saying "People know me as... As Conner. I helped... I helped Music Man when his cello got stolen. That was... Was a few weeks ago though..."
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Post by cestlamort on Feb 21, 2016 9:13:45 GMT -6
Apparently not reacting at all to Conner's name, Darius gave him a small smile. So they know each other. Who would've thought Nathaniel would be so quick to want to help him? He was angry about it for two weeks! "Ahh, yes I remember that. I had to go pick him up," he said. "Now, where are you hurt?"
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Post by AssassinPerson on Feb 21, 2016 10:49:20 GMT -6
"I got shot... Around here..." Conner winces as he manages to roll around onto his back, there was a mess of red on the right side of his tummy.
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Post by cestlamort on Feb 21, 2016 12:26:21 GMT -6
Upon seeing the wound, Darius took a deep breath and mumbled quickly something that sounded like poetry. "I won't be able to remove the bullet--we'll have to find someone with that experience--but I'll try and stop the bleeding. That's all that matters right now," he explained, pulling up the fabric of Conner's clothing so he could put on the gauze pad. "Try not to move for now. You'll cause more damage. The blood needs to clot." He tore four pieces of medical tape from a roll and adhered two doubled up gauze pads to Conner's abdomen.
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Post by Assassin is lazy on Feb 21, 2016 16:25:10 GMT -6
"Fine..." Conner turns his head to look back in the cafe. People were getting on with their normal life again and seemed to ignore what was happening around them.
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Post by cestlamort on Feb 21, 2016 17:42:08 GMT -6
Darius took off the gloves and followed his gaze, wondering how Nathaniel was dealing with the officer, and what would be the best thing to do now that he had covered the wound. Call an ambulence? But that was the reason Nathaniel phoned him in the first place, it wasn't safe for Conner to be in the hands of first responders for whatev-- "Oh," he said quietly with a laugh, then pushed himself onto the balls of his feet. "Well then, we might need to make a speedy getaway so it'll be a good idea to get you in the car first." He pulled his car keys out of his pocket and moved them to his left pocket. "I know what I told you before about not moving but I was being stupid. Here, I'll help you sit up." Darius moved so he knelt on Conner's left.
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Post by AssassinPerson on Feb 22, 2016 11:03:40 GMT -6
"Thanks" Conner actually accepted the help from Darius to sit up, and he then continued to watch inside the building. It would be bad if the Police Officer came out before he could get away, as that would probably result in Nathaniel and Darius getting into serious trouble with the Law.
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Post by cestlamort on Feb 22, 2016 17:13:51 GMT -6
Darius hoisted Conner up, grunting under the effort. He made his way to the back entrance of the cafe at a steady pace and reached into his pocket for his keys. He unlocked the doors and moved so Conner could sit in the back. Then he looked at him. I can't just rush into the cafe claiming that Nathaniel's okay. 'Oh, yeah, never mind, it was just a distraction to fool you! We'll be on our way now!' "I imagine you're good at figuring this out---how could I get Nathaniel out of the cafe and cause the least amount of suspicion possible? Should I text him, 'come out the back?' But then he'd have to take out his phone. That might seem a bit odd... We planned this out poorly, didn't we?" He said all of this calmly despite the situation, mumbling the last part to himself.
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Post by AssassinPerson on Feb 22, 2016 17:44:08 GMT -6
"How do you get him out? Hmm..." Conner had to think, which way would be the best way? "You could go and find out how he is. Maybe convince Police Officer guy that you have your car with you so you can get him to the hospital or something. Just find a way with your skills" he suggests "I have someone I need to message but I don't have a phone. I left mine somewhere but I don't remember where." he knew that Serena would want to know what happened and that he was OK, but he had lost his previous phone by putting it down somewhere.
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Post by Hollow can't even anymore on Feb 22, 2016 22:05:54 GMT -6
Darius considered the suggestion. It would be a bit risky, he'd have to make up an excuse for why he had left. What could he say? Once he had something popped into his head, he grinned. This might work. "Thank-you. And..." He hesitated for a moment. Could he trust that Conner wouldn't call for backup? If his guess was correct, this was the same Conner he heard about over the radio. Darius crouched down so his hazel eyes were staring critically into Conner's. "If I lend you my phone while I get Nathaniel, can I trust that you won't call anyone to help you run away? You'll end up hurting yourself more. You might need another gauze or two."
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Post by AssassinPerson on Feb 23, 2016 4:37:32 GMT -6
"Trust me. There is one other person who cares about me, and she isn't close to where we are. I feel the need to inform her about what happened, she gets concerned about my safety quite a bit actually" Despite being an Assassin, Conner was being truthful. He rarely ever told lies unless he needed to get out of a situation, and this wasn't a time to tell lies.
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