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Post by Hollow can't even anymore on Feb 23, 2016 8:15:25 GMT -6
Darius pulled out his phone from his pocket and entered the passcode. "Here," he said, handing the phone to Conner. It was on the new text message screen. "I'll be right back."
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Post by Assassin is lazy on Feb 23, 2016 9:15:18 GMT -6
"Thanks" Conner says as he looks at the phone "See you in a bit" he then says before typing in the number and figuring out how to type and send messages on a different type of phone.
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Post by cestlamort on Feb 23, 2016 11:12:45 GMT -6
Darius entered the cafe again. He walked up to the officer and Nathaniel. "Um, officer? I don't want to trouble you, I was just checking on my little sister and I was scared to leave him alone. He's my friend after all," he said. "And if he needs to be taken to the hospital I can drive him."
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Post by Assassin is lazy on Feb 23, 2016 18:04:33 GMT -6
The Police Officer turns to look at Darius "I hope your sister is OK, and will you need help taking him back to your car?"
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Post by cestlamort on Feb 23, 2016 18:53:05 GMT -6
"No, I think I'll be fine by myself. Thank you though. And my sister's fine. Just a bit shaken. She saw what happened." Darius said, glancing at Nathaniel. He was standing, which was a good thing. There was a slight bruise forming where he hit his head, probably emphasized by how pale his skin tone was. He seemed fine, but Darius knew he should keep an eye on him. On their way out the door, after Nathaniel got his blazer and phone, Darius thought maybe he should take him to the hospital just to be safe.
"I'm fine," Nathaniel said as though reading his thoughts. "But the officer was just about to go back and check on Conner so I had to improvise a bit and I doubt it was very convincing."
Darius grinned at the mention of the man's name. "Oh, yes. What is it about him that you wanted to save him? Are you i---"
"Stop acting like a child," Nathaniel snapped. "You know perfectly well why and it's not that. I don't even know him that well."
"I know, I was kidding." He took his keys out of his pocket. "Hey, there's some blankets in the trunk. I don't know how well that gauze is helping. Oh, and get the first aid kit for me on your next shift if you can please. I forgot it." He went to the trunk and dug through a few things.
"Alright," Nathaniel said. It was a bit hard to believe he still had his job and university. There was a criminal in their car! If he was honest, he was exhausted from what happened earlier, and his head was starting to hurt. It was a whole different kind of busy than what he was used to. "I'll wait in the car."
Darius pushed a towel into his arms. "No waiting needed. Sit in the back, will you? Conner needs someone to watch him. And you're not driving."
"I told you, it's just a bruise," Nathaniel said but sat in the back anyway. "Here," he gave the towel to Conner.
Darius got behind the drivers wheel. "Do you know someone who'd be able to get the bullet out?" He asked Conner. When the radio came on, he turned it off and pulled out of the parking lot.
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Post by Assassin is lazy on Feb 23, 2016 20:12:44 GMT -6
Conner had just taken the blanket but gave a small nod for a thank you, he then turned to Darius "Someone who can... Get the bullet out?" he asks to confirm the question to himself "Usually I would do so but... Nothing like this has actually happened before. There is the person who I had needed to message, but she isn't here right now... And I don't actually know anyone else who can do it..." he glances down at the phone, looking at a message "Where are we going? I want to remember the location for later. It could be handy in the future." Conner then says.
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I actually noticed that the coffee that Conner had went missing as soon as he walked out of the cafe door and got on his knees, and I was wondering where it went exactly. Probably in the void of items that are used for some part of the roleplay and are never seen again as soon as something happens to the character with the item.
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Post by cestlamort on Feb 23, 2016 20:55:51 GMT -6
"Hm, okay. I think... As long as it didn't hit anywhere too bad you'll live until getting it out is an option," Darius said. "And we're going to my apartment, in the third... not arrondissment..."
"District," Nathaniel spoke up, leaning the side of his head against the window. Rain fell in tiny, slow droplets onto the glass. He pulled his blazer tighter around himself and crossed his arms.
"Yeah, district. Not far from here. Five minutes, maybe ten?" He said, then told Conner the address.
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Ah, yeah xD I suppose it would probably be forgotten with all that happened though. Now all I can see happening is Conner setting it down on the sidewalk when he runs into the police and then it sinks into the concrete (shhhhhh my mind is flawed) xD
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Post by Assassin is lazy on Feb 23, 2016 21:18:02 GMT -6
"OK, thanks!" Conner says as he types a message to Serena, it told her exactly where he would be but he knew that she would take a lot longer than ten minutes to get there "Is it OK if I get someone to come there when she can? So she can help? I know that she should be able to help but she will take some time getting here." he says, still looking at the phone, waiting for his message to be replied to.
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Post by cestlamort on Feb 23, 2016 22:09:24 GMT -6
Darius waited a moment to see if Nathaniel would object, even though he doubted he would. Even if that happened anyway, Darius decided he would ignore Nathaniel. When there was only silence, he answered. "Yeah, that's fine. The sooner you can get the bullet out, the less chance you'll have of that wound being infected, the sooner and better it will heal. Do you know when she'll arrive?"
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Post by Assassin is lazy on Feb 24, 2016 2:27:22 GMT -6
"I have no idea! It depends on where she is at the time. I'm hoping that she gets here as fast as she can though, but I trust her to do that. She always does that" Conner says, finally working out that you had to refresh the page and so he did that to see a new message from Serena
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Post by Hollow can't even anymore on Feb 24, 2016 9:09:09 GMT -6
"Okay." Darius smiled a little at how much this person cared about Conner. He parked the car at the front of the building. "Here we are! It's up on the third floor, but obviously we got lucky. It has twenty. Nate, help me," he said as he got out the door.
"I told you to not call me that," Nathaniel grumbled. He got out of the cat as well. Together the two of them helped Conner out of the car.
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Post by AssassinPerson on Feb 24, 2016 10:00:44 GMT -6
"Thanks..." Conner says, being careful as he walked "Most times, the Police are really bad at shooting and usually they miss. This is the most thing that happened so far actually"
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Post by cestlamort on Feb 24, 2016 18:55:47 GMT -6
"Ah, but this time they got you."
"Evidently," Nathaniel said. He was hunched over so he and Darius were at a similar height and so walking would be less awkward for Conner. They entered an elevator and he pressed the button to the third floor.
Darius blew his red hair out of his eyes. "Well, like I said before, as long as the blood starts to clot and you stay put as much as possible you should live. Luckily it's not much of a walk after this. You're doing really well."
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Post by AssassinPerson on Feb 26, 2016 21:15:55 GMT -6
"Well, thanks..." Conner says, he had a small smile instead of his usual frown. "It is probably because I spent longer than usual in one area, that is all."
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Post by cestlamort on Feb 26, 2016 23:56:13 GMT -6
Darius nodded. "If you got up and ran away that wouldn't have done any good."
It took all of Nathaniel's willpower to not say, Like you did with the cello. He unlocked the door to their apartment and pushed the door open.
It was pretty small inside, but the entire space was well lit, giving the illusion of a more open space. They took Conner over to the living room. There was a coffee table with two armchairs on either end, and a large couch facing the window. On one armchair, there was assorted folded linens and a half-filled laundry basket (Darius had been in the middle of doing laundry when Nathaniel had phoned). Making sure Nathaniel was supporting Conner well, he ducked out of the way and took some towels to spread onto the couch. After Darius was finished, Nathaniel brought Conner over to the couch so he could rest.
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