[Her voice within earshot was a near pick-me-up. But it was the blood that had his heart pumping, his brief smile fading. Graham was up on his toes and in two steps was crouching at her side, his hand immediately touching at her back to brace her.. the other reaching out to pat Oran for a job well done.]
You got a couple of guardian angels with you, you know?
[Breathlessly praising her little animals for keeping her safe. They likely sensed the detonation before it took out half her apartment. His brow marked with worry as he assessed her injuries... her pallid legs were scarred up as if she had been in a horrible house-fire. A closer look told him they were old, far too old to have anything to do with the explosion. But God, that gash..]
Sh-shit that looks bad...
[Whatever was stuck in her leg was buried in deep. If he even thought about pulling it out now, she would surely bleed-out.]
You'll be fine, just hold onto me, alright?
[Touching beneath her thigh he picked her up as gently as he could, giving a whistle for Oran to follow him, and a kiss-kiss noise for the cat to come too. As heroic as he felt, carrying off the lovely damsel, his hands were shivering from the thrill and fear of the chaos surrounding them. He was tucking her close as he headed for the door.]
Let's get you int-t.. into the hall.. I'll call someone up to help you with your leg. I-I know a doctor close by.
[Even if that doctor was the last he wanted help from, he was the best he knew.]
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Date: 2012-02-10 08:23 am (UTC)You got a couple of guardian angels with you, you know?
[Breathlessly praising her little animals for keeping her safe. They likely sensed the detonation before it took out half her apartment. His brow marked with worry as he assessed her injuries... her pallid legs were scarred up as if she had been in a horrible house-fire. A closer look told him they were old, far too old to have anything to do with the explosion. But God, that gash..]
Sh-shit that looks bad...
[Whatever was stuck in her leg was buried in deep. If he even thought about pulling it out now, she would surely bleed-out.]
You'll be fine, just hold onto me, alright?
[Touching beneath her thigh he picked her up as gently as he could, giving a whistle for Oran to follow him, and a kiss-kiss noise for the cat to come too. As heroic as he felt, carrying off the lovely damsel, his hands were shivering from the thrill and fear of the chaos surrounding them. He was tucking her close as he headed for the door.]
Let's get you int-t.. into the hall.. I'll call someone up to help you with your leg. I-I know a doctor close by.
[Even if that doctor was the last he wanted help from, he was the best he knew.]