Jeez Ow [Video]

[has_a_cult]

[Shortly after this. The time is 3:12AM. Ionae looks to be outside somewhere in the city. Also her face is covered with blood, leaking from several long cuts along one side of her scalp. She just kind of stares for a few seconds in confusion before shaking her head and visibly regathering her thoughts.]

Ugh...Is anyone even awake? Someone attacked me...don't know where a doctor is.

My head hurts.

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[trustycrowbar]

[Gordon had been burning the midnight oil, or rather, the 3am-and-can't-sleep-because-he-can't-get-the-fucking-variables-to-fall-together oil. He scowls at the notebook when it turns on with her voice on the other end, but the strained tone earns a second glance... He picks it up and then sees her slashed-up state.]

Good god... the Hold has a clinic. Can you make it that far?

[has_a_cult]

Think so. Walking's easy, right?

Lemme just...stand up here.

[It's a very slow process, but eventually she does stand up.]

Which way is the hold, again? I'm all turned around.

[trustycrowbar]

Here're the coordinates. The map program should point you there.

[beep beep, receiving...]

Between the shooting and this, It's officially NOT a good idea to be on the streets alone anymore. Where's your position? If you need I can come help.

[He tosses the lightboard's stylus onto the desk with a disgruntled clatter.] I'm not doing anything important right now...

[has_a_cult]

Some guy's coming. Said he could help. Head hurts.

Did I say that already?

[trustycrowbar]

You did. You have any idea who this guy is? If he's trustworthy?

[No, she's probably pain-addled and didn't think that far ahead.]

Listen, I'm going to keep this channel open and listen on the line until you get somewhere safe. That way if anything else happens, you have at least someone over here who knows what's going on.

[has_a_cult]

Got a gun. If he tries anything funny I'll shoot him.

[trustycrowbar]

Good girl.

[He's still going to monitor you, though. Get used to it, Miss Matrijati.]