02-04-2017, 11:09 PM
It wasn't so much Nox knew all of Moscow as he probably memorized the locations of all the nearest urgent care clinics. At least he thought ahead.
No need to take a break, he paused at the bench and guessed how long it would take to get to the clinic. Three bridges. At least a quarter mile. He could run it in a minute and a half. but that wasn't the best idea carrying an injured girl.
"I'll be back in ten minutes."
Tightening his hold, he took off at a jog, keeping a good enough pace to make time but not so hard as to jostle her uncomfortably. He could have walked the perimeter of the auditorium and found civilization faster, probably. But he'd end up answering police questions and in paperwork up to his eyeballs. And his curiosity over Nox and that head was too strong. If Nox was even still there when he got back.
So it was eleven minutes later when the footfalls of a runner shuffled through the night. The underestimated time was only because it took longer than he anticipated to peel the girl off his chest and into doctor's arms. She'd be alright, though. Jay promised her she would be alright.
Breathing heavy, he plopped down on the bench, swiping the bit of sweat from his forehead and looking out across the river. "Here,"
he pulled an extra bottle of water from his coat pocket, and tossed it to Nox.
"That's not how I thought this night would go."
He grinned upon finishing the last of his own bottle of water, and chucked the plastic in the general direction of a trash can. "Or is it just another normal night for you?"
No need to take a break, he paused at the bench and guessed how long it would take to get to the clinic. Three bridges. At least a quarter mile. He could run it in a minute and a half. but that wasn't the best idea carrying an injured girl.
"I'll be back in ten minutes."
Tightening his hold, he took off at a jog, keeping a good enough pace to make time but not so hard as to jostle her uncomfortably. He could have walked the perimeter of the auditorium and found civilization faster, probably. But he'd end up answering police questions and in paperwork up to his eyeballs. And his curiosity over Nox and that head was too strong. If Nox was even still there when he got back.
So it was eleven minutes later when the footfalls of a runner shuffled through the night. The underestimated time was only because it took longer than he anticipated to peel the girl off his chest and into doctor's arms. She'd be alright, though. Jay promised her she would be alright.
Breathing heavy, he plopped down on the bench, swiping the bit of sweat from his forehead and looking out across the river. "Here,"
he pulled an extra bottle of water from his coat pocket, and tossed it to Nox.
"That's not how I thought this night would go."
He grinned upon finishing the last of his own bottle of water, and chucked the plastic in the general direction of a trash can. "Or is it just another normal night for you?"
Only darkness shows you the light.