His look, to his credit, is only faintly incredulous, with a barest hint of 'why do you give a damn.'
"He doesn't do site visits," he says bluntly, turning the unconscious man's head. Ah. No entry wound. Good news, but as with all head wounds, plenty of blood. He doesn't have time to argue. Staying low and reaching to his bike, he grabs a medical kit and tosses it to him. "Keep pressure on the wound with the gauze in here. Don't move him until it's stopped, then wrap it and get him in the car - back seat, keep him lying down."
He moves reflexively to shield them as another spray of bullets passes overhead. Shame about that Lamborghini's paint job.
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Date: 2009-06-17 02:46 am (UTC)"He doesn't do site visits," he says bluntly, turning the unconscious man's head. Ah. No entry wound. Good news, but as with all head wounds, plenty of blood. He doesn't have time to argue. Staying low and reaching to his bike, he grabs a medical kit and tosses it to him. "Keep pressure on the wound with the gauze in here. Don't move him until it's stopped, then wrap it and get him in the car - back seat, keep him lying down."
He moves reflexively to shield them as another spray of bullets passes overhead. Shame about that Lamborghini's paint job.