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Post by ELI on Dec 28, 2011 0:43:23 GMT -5
(( i'm gonna start it here so it'll be easier for us to see the update  )) Eli had managed to help Zippy into bed before she passed out. Her whole face was bruised, and he could tell by the way she was walking she was kicked in the stomach. He wanted to take off her clothes, examine the damage further... But he figured it would probably be better for everybody if he got David instead. Leaving Zippy alone was the last thing he wanted to do, but Luke was working (it had been Eli's day off, thank god) so when he sprinted to David's apartment and he hadn't been then...Eli almost panicked. Almost. he rushed to the DC next, figuring thats the second place you go to find a newsie. |
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Post by David on Dec 28, 2011 0:48:24 GMT -5
David was in line, ready to buy the afternoon edition. He'd gone to school that morning, but wanted to make some money before meeting Zippy later.
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Post by ELI on Dec 28, 2011 0:50:47 GMT -5
Jack was teasing David about something when Eli finally noticed him. He was out of breath but shouted his name anyway, gesturing for him to come over.
He wasn't getting anywhere near that line.
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Post by David on Dec 28, 2011 0:54:33 GMT -5
David blinked, but jogged over. "Eli? What are you doing here?"
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Post by ELI on Dec 28, 2011 0:57:27 GMT -5
"Come," He grabbed David's arm. "Now. It's...Erin." There wasn't time to talk.
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Post by David on Dec 28, 2011 1:00:36 GMT -5
David blinked, following him along. "Erin? What's wrong? Is she okay? What happened?"
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Post by ELI on Dec 28, 2011 1:02:31 GMT -5
Eli was sprinting, even though he had no breath and was trying to drag David faster. He just shook his head. "She's...alive. Joe's gang. Got her."
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Post by David on Dec 28, 2011 1:05:03 GMT -5
That spurred David on, and he ran as hard as he could to the apartment.
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Post by ELI on Dec 28, 2011 1:07:54 GMT -5
Once they got upstairs they both scrambled to her room. Eli caught his breath, letting David go in first. "This guy showed up with her- wasn't Tristan, I didn't know him- and he didn't say much. She was only hanging on by a thread and passed out the minute she saw me."
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Post by David on Dec 28, 2011 1:11:11 GMT -5
David rushed to her side, frowning. "Probably Jimmy Connelly. Erin? Sweetie?" He brushed his hand over her forehead. "Sweetie, it's me. It's David."
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Post by Zippy on Dec 28, 2011 1:13:24 GMT -5
Zippy stirred, wincing in pain.
Eli pointed at her. "She's bruising all over. Take off her clothes and see where she's hurt. I'm going to run downstairs and get some ice."
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Post by David on Dec 28, 2011 1:14:51 GMT -5
David nodded, carefully unbuttoning her dress. "Baby, please. Please be okay."
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Post by Zippy on Dec 28, 2011 1:18:41 GMT -5
Zippy had bruised ribs, a fat lip and a black eye. "I've been...beaten worse," she mumbled, waking up and looking at him. "I'm okay." Plus it was really Nevada who got the brunt of it.
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Post by David on Dec 28, 2011 1:23:13 GMT -5
"Shh, don't move, sweetie. I gotta check to make sure your ribs aren't broken. I gotta touch them, okay? It's gonna hurt." He touched along each rib carefully.
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Post by Zippy on Dec 28, 2011 1:25:30 GMT -5
Zippy cried out loud, tears beginning to stream down her face. Eli rushed back in, and handed David home-made ice packs.
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