07-11-2014, 08:33 AM
The water was a significant help to Giovanni. The fog began to clear a bit from his mind. The wound hurt, but weren't bleeding anymore and he began to feel better. The younger cop, the one that had used the power, pulled out a radio and made a call, he had used his hand to stop the young woman.
The fog lifted from his mind, he remembered her shaking hands. The poor woman had to be scared. Giovanni was still haunted by the image of the bloodsucker every time he closed his eyes and he could sympathize with her.
She had gotten him water and had tried to help him, for no other reason than she felt it was her duty to. Giovanni doubted she was a cop, she didn't have the look of one. She was just a normal person, who had wanted to help him. Giovanni couldn't offer much, but he owed her for that.
"Signore, help me stand,"
Giovanni said to Mikhailov. "I want to talk to her and if you don't help me I'll crawl over there myself."
Giovanni suited action to match his words, trying to stand on his own. Mikhailov, knowing he was serious or realizing the danger was over, helped him stand and rested Giovanni's arm upon his own shoulder. Mikhailov's other arm went around Giovanni, supporting him. The man easily carried most of Giovanni's weight and it was fairly easy for him to move.
Giovanni stopped next to the woman and placed his hand on her shoulder, "It's been a hell of a day, hasn't it? Every thing will be okay, signorina."
He gave the woman a reassuring smile and spoke to the cop, "Thank you for your help, signore."
"Help!"
Ordine's word was laced with joy. She - Giovanni had begun to think of Ordine as female - was evidently happy that he had decided to help in even such a small way.
Giovanni turned his gaze back down the tunnel where the older cop and Aria were. If there was any doubt before that the woman in the tunnel was Aria, it was now erased. Giovanni could see more clearly and he recognized her. She stood with the same deadly grace that she had when he had met her before. Giovanni still wondered why she was here. She had been hunting a creature before - is that what brought her to the tunnels today? Or had she reported him to the Atharim and had hunted him down?
He suddenly began to feel tired again, his brief spurt of energy having been expended. "I'm feeling tired again and need to sit. If you wouldn't mind helping."
Mikhailov helped Giovanni lower himself to the ground while Giovanni worried that his own head might be the next one removed by Aria's blade.
"She let you go before...she doesn't want to hurt you."
Giovanni looked down the tunnel at Aria, pondering Ordine's words and hoping she was right.
Edited by Giovanni Cavelli, Jul 11 2014, 11:56 AM.
The fog lifted from his mind, he remembered her shaking hands. The poor woman had to be scared. Giovanni was still haunted by the image of the bloodsucker every time he closed his eyes and he could sympathize with her.
She had gotten him water and had tried to help him, for no other reason than she felt it was her duty to. Giovanni doubted she was a cop, she didn't have the look of one. She was just a normal person, who had wanted to help him. Giovanni couldn't offer much, but he owed her for that.
"Signore, help me stand,"
Giovanni said to Mikhailov. "I want to talk to her and if you don't help me I'll crawl over there myself."
Giovanni suited action to match his words, trying to stand on his own. Mikhailov, knowing he was serious or realizing the danger was over, helped him stand and rested Giovanni's arm upon his own shoulder. Mikhailov's other arm went around Giovanni, supporting him. The man easily carried most of Giovanni's weight and it was fairly easy for him to move.
Giovanni stopped next to the woman and placed his hand on her shoulder, "It's been a hell of a day, hasn't it? Every thing will be okay, signorina."
He gave the woman a reassuring smile and spoke to the cop, "Thank you for your help, signore."
"Help!"
Ordine's word was laced with joy. She - Giovanni had begun to think of Ordine as female - was evidently happy that he had decided to help in even such a small way.
Giovanni turned his gaze back down the tunnel where the older cop and Aria were. If there was any doubt before that the woman in the tunnel was Aria, it was now erased. Giovanni could see more clearly and he recognized her. She stood with the same deadly grace that she had when he had met her before. Giovanni still wondered why she was here. She had been hunting a creature before - is that what brought her to the tunnels today? Or had she reported him to the Atharim and had hunted him down?
He suddenly began to feel tired again, his brief spurt of energy having been expended. "I'm feeling tired again and need to sit. If you wouldn't mind helping."
Mikhailov helped Giovanni lower himself to the ground while Giovanni worried that his own head might be the next one removed by Aria's blade.
"She let you go before...she doesn't want to hurt you."
Giovanni looked down the tunnel at Aria, pondering Ordine's words and hoping she was right.
Edited by Giovanni Cavelli, Jul 11 2014, 11:56 AM.