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[hostage]

Hey - guys. Uh...

[A voice post from Jesse? Not his usual style. It sounds like he's outside and struggling to drag something.]

Can you believe there's like no cabs down by Sector 10? Like at all? What's the deal? Tried calling and they won't even come out this way. It's bananas.

So I just, uh -

[He sucks in sharply and stops moving. There's a thump, presumably as he leans against a wall.]

Any one of you guys a healer? Like a healer, not a doctor. I know, I know, it's gonna be dark soon. I'll pay you if you can just, like, get out here. Fast. Before dark. Please.

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[momchester]

Jesse, what's going on?

[hostage]

Nothing to worry about. Just, uh, you know. If you know anybody.

[momchester]

First of all, I can tell you're lying.

[hostage]

Seriously not a big deal, yo.

[video]

[manicpixiedreamgirl]

Do you need a ride to the hospital?

[hostage]

Nope, no.

[He's trying a little too hard to sound okay.]

[manicpixiedreamgirl]

You're sure? It can get dangerous out that way.

[hostage]

Don't like hospitals. Don't like doctors. I really just need - uh, you know - like somebody with some magic. Just real quick.

[Vide]

[treehopping]

How come you need a doctor? You're hurt?

[hostage]

Nah! Don't you worry about it, Rue. It's cool.

[treehopping]

[Skeptical child is skeptical :|]

Is someone else hurt?

[hostage]

Nope, no. It's nothing serious.

[Video]

[ofthursday]

I can assist.

[He knows Jesse is a friend of Mary's, which is mostly why he's offering.]

The Darkness is not a threat to me, and my healing is instantaneous. I can be there momentarily.

[hostage]

Cool, okay, yeah. Thanks, man. Seriously.

Do you, uh, need directions or something?

[ofthursday]

No, I can find you.

[And in an instant, he appears at Jesse's side in a quiet rustle of feathers.]

[hostage]

[He should be used to teleporters, but he's on edge right now and the sudden appearance makes him jump back and nearly fall onto the sidewalk. He catches himself against the side of the building, luckily, then straightens back up with a fleeting, embarrassed smile.]

Hey, yo. 'Sup. Uh...

[He's bruised and bleeding from the temple, where someone knocked him out with a pistol earlier, but the uglier wound is his leg. It's still bleeding even though he was stabbed close to two hours ago, just above the knee. He's aware his whole appearance probably needs some explaining, but he doesn't offer anything more than a fistful of cash that has some of his blood drying on it.]

[Video/private] icon is her on the inside :|

[momchester]

Thank you.

[Video/private] awwww

[ofthursday]

Of course.

[Video/private]

[momchester]

Is he okay? He refused to tell me what happened.

[hisoldgirl]

What happened?

[hostage]

Nothing. I got it taken care of.

[hisoldgirl]

One doesn't ask for assistance when nothing happens.

[inthejunk]

...Sector 10? Uh. By any landmarks?

[hostage]

Don't worry about it. I'm all set.

[inthejunk]

Gotcha.

[That's a relief. His healing sucks, anyway. But as your greeter he couldn't just let you die or whatever.]