03-21-2014, 10:56 AM
"He's right you should all go. I'll take care of this
," said the woman- Aria. Then she looked up and around, as if worried. "I think something is still out here. It's really not safe tonight. Go home, all of you.
" Then she walked over to the dead body and picked it up under its arms.
Connor watched her as she seemed to struggle with the dead weight. It was a quick and dirty way to pull someone away, but wouldn't do if she had to take the body any sort of distance away. A fireman's carry was ideal for transport, but she was only about shoulder height to him.
Connor sighed. You can't just leave her out here cleaning up this mess. Not if there are other...things out there. Or if the authorities come. He looked at the dark man and he seemed to be doing better. Color had returned to his face and he shifted as if he were getting ready to get up.
He went over to the woman. "Let me help,
" he offered. The thought of the thing bleeding all over him from a severed neck as he carried it wasn't exactly pleasant, but the woman was already soaked in its blood and wasn't complaining. He shrugged to himself, deciding. "I don't know where you want to take this thing, but I'll carry it.
"
He wasn't sure why he felt like involving himself with any of them. He should've just gone back to his aunt's house. But what would he do then? Drink? He was certainly in the mood to have a drink- now more than ever. But even so, nothing would have changed about why he was there. Bang his head against bureaucratic walls? Go back to America? Then what? He felt adrift, lost. But being here- part of something, even as strange as this- felt good.
"I'm Connor.
" He looked at Aria, then at Giovanni and the dark man. "But whatever we're going to do, we should probably get moving.
"
Edited by Connor Kent, Mar 21 2014, 10:57 AM.
," said the woman- Aria. Then she looked up and around, as if worried. "I think something is still out here. It's really not safe tonight. Go home, all of you.
" Then she walked over to the dead body and picked it up under its arms.
Connor watched her as she seemed to struggle with the dead weight. It was a quick and dirty way to pull someone away, but wouldn't do if she had to take the body any sort of distance away. A fireman's carry was ideal for transport, but she was only about shoulder height to him.
Connor sighed. You can't just leave her out here cleaning up this mess. Not if there are other...things out there. Or if the authorities come. He looked at the dark man and he seemed to be doing better. Color had returned to his face and he shifted as if he were getting ready to get up.
He went over to the woman. "Let me help,
" he offered. The thought of the thing bleeding all over him from a severed neck as he carried it wasn't exactly pleasant, but the woman was already soaked in its blood and wasn't complaining. He shrugged to himself, deciding. "I don't know where you want to take this thing, but I'll carry it.
"
He wasn't sure why he felt like involving himself with any of them. He should've just gone back to his aunt's house. But what would he do then? Drink? He was certainly in the mood to have a drink- now more than ever. But even so, nothing would have changed about why he was there. Bang his head against bureaucratic walls? Go back to America? Then what? He felt adrift, lost. But being here- part of something, even as strange as this- felt good.
"I'm Connor.
" He looked at Aria, then at Giovanni and the dark man. "But whatever we're going to do, we should probably get moving.
"
Edited by Connor Kent, Mar 21 2014, 10:57 AM.