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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Mar 7, 2014 14:16:41 GMT -6
Bigby sighed and cracked his neck. Another miserable night as shrieff and still no closer to catching the fable killer. He sneered at the humans - The Mundies - the Mundanes - that walked past him. They whispered fearfully about him but he could hear ever word.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2014 21:02:38 GMT -6
Helga pushed her way through the crowd, trying to find some help for the poor soul she'd seen in the alley. She'd fired her gun at the man's attacker causing whoever it was to run away, but she wasn't sure she'd made it in time to help out the victim. She didn't have a phone to call anybody and nobody around her seemed to be listening. Besides... something had seemed incredibly weird and off about the both of them. She'd attributed it to the general strangeness of Greenbriar and them being from different worlds, but now, when she another who reminded her of them, in a way she couldn't quite explain, she made her way to him, "A person's been attacked," she said harshly, panting from the effort of getting to him.
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Apr 27, 2014 16:07:00 GMT -6
Bigby perked up when he heard the woman addressing him. He turned to face her. "Why don't you show me where?" he asked. He could move faster than she could but he still needed to pretend to be human in front of humans. Unless the person was going to get hurt.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 27, 2014 16:35:50 GMT -6
Helga nodded, happy someone was finally listening to her, "This way," she told him leading the way back towards the alley. "The attacker ran off when I fired at them, but there was something... I don't know... off about them that I can't really explain," she explained as she ran.
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Apr 27, 2014 20:03:38 GMT -6
Bigby hurried after her and once they entered the alley he checked on the victim. He pulled out his phone. "Call for an ambulance." he said. He ripped off his tie and unbuttoned his shirt to use his shirt as a bandage. He bound the wound.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 27, 2014 23:41:13 GMT -6
Helga nodded and took the phone, dialing emergency services and calmly detailing their location and the state of the victim before hanging up, "They're on their way," she told Bigby, handing back his phone.
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Apr 28, 2014 10:47:13 GMT -6
Bigby nodded. He kept his hands on the wound to keep the person from bleeding out.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2014 22:30:02 GMT -6
Helga pocketed the phone when she remembered he was busy and kneeled down next to the victim, "I wish I had more on me that could help, but I'm afraid almost all I know regarding health is about a century too old," she admitted quietly. "If there's anything I can help with, let me know."
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Apr 29, 2014 8:14:02 GMT -6
"He'll be fine." Bigby assured her. "It's no fatal only if help gets here." He perked up when he saw the ambulance.
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Post by Deleted on May 5, 2014 12:02:09 GMT -6
Helga glanced up and waved the EMTs over to their location. They brought a stretcher and glanced at the two of them, "We've got it from here," they assured Bigby and Helga as they gently lifted the body and laid it out on the stretcher.
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on May 5, 2014 21:38:10 GMT -6
Bigby stepped back to allow the emergency workers their space to do what they do best. His nose wrinkled as he caught scant of the person who had attacked the man.
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Post by Deleted on May 7, 2014 17:25:26 GMT -6
Helga glanced at him, and noticed his change of expression, "What is it?" she asked warily.
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on May 7, 2014 21:07:50 GMT -6
"Nothing." Bigby replied. "You riding with him?" He gestured to the victim.
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Post by Deleted on May 9, 2014 12:44:28 GMT -6
Helga sighed and looked over at the man being carried into the ambulance, "I suppose someone should look after him..." she agreed reluctantly.
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on May 9, 2014 15:34:22 GMT -6
"And someone needs to give a police report." he told her.
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