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❄ 002: vertical cell phone video

[The video is shaky and cell-phone-like, somebody fumbling with a slick smartphone made even slicker, harder to hold, as is apparent when it finally gets fumbled, tumbling to the ground to land, camera-side-down, with a crack that anyone who's seen an iPhone shatter will recognize.]

Dammit

[The woman's voice is high, and harried, curses spat out between heavy breaths. Finally, she manages to pick the iPhone back up, a black-haired woman with bright-red blood smeared across pale skin, the phone in one hand, the other clamped over a shoulder. The green cloth of her jacket is even darker with blood. She looks dizzy and strange, though whether that's from blood loss or something else is questionable.]

There was-- someone said there was a clinic of some kind? That can help?

[She lowers the phone to wipe her sleeve across her face, and a muttered comment is caught by the phone.]

I used to have people for this.

[Her sleeve only made her face grimier, the dirt standing out pretty clearly.]

Um. And if anyone knows what to do with a sword. Like. A sword.

[She shakes her head, trying to focus. Clinic, right, clinic. Gotta send it so someone can let her know where the hell it is. So saving the video.]

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Near the university.

Alright, not too far then.

I'll be over there in about ten minutes. My car's a white sedan.

[Although a horribly common build and color, he figures that narrows it down]

Good thing it's not a Friday night, or there'd be plenty of other bleeding women sitting on the curb waiting for rides with their shattered iPhones.

The sword should help me stand out though.

I'd like to hope that isn't what I'm in for when I graduate.

But a sword will surely stand out.

[His hurried footfalls can be heard, then a door opening and closing. Key jingle before the sound of a vehicle's ignition]

College partiers are a special breed. I think it takes practice to get that way.

And at least I'm not drunk. Just bloody.

[There's a small snap of plastic. Hands-free phone use, great stuff]

It wouldn't surprise me, from what I've heard.

Being both would be rough. How badly are you injured, can you tell?

Uh, not sure.

[There's a hiss of pain as she moves her hand to check the injury, which disturbs some of the clotted blood.]

I don't know anything about this uh. Sort of thing. There's a lot of blood, uh. It's still kinda bleeding? But not... a lot?

I see...definitely needs to be looked at by a doctor.

[He's dealt with his brother's boo-boos before, but nothing all that serious. Where to go...]

I'll be there soon. Also have a first-aid kit for starters.

I figured. I'm, um. Pressing on it? That's a thing you should do, right?

Yeah, I think so. Pressure staunches the bleeding, something like that.

Okay.

Um. You don't have like. Trash bags or something in your car do you? I don't want to bleed all over the seats.

I don't think I do, but the upholstery's really not important. Let's just worry about you for now, alright?

If you're certain. I can pay you back, too. If they're ruined.

It's really not a problem, no worries.

[And it's not much longer before he reaches the campus and starts looking for a bleeding girl with a sword]

Which part of the campus were you at?

Bookstore, one block off the Music and Drama building. FIgured I could tell someone play rehearsal or something...

Ahh, I've been there for a summer class.

You should see my car soon then.

White sedan, you said?

...oh!

[She'd wave, but uh, one hand over a wound and the other holding her cellphone to her ear makes that sort of hard. She does manage to pull herself up to a standing position though.]

I see you now.

[Pierce pulls the car up to the curb and parks it, popping the trunk open before he gets out to help her over to the car]

I'm Pierce, by the way.

Call me Lucy.

[Now how to manage this? She almost doesn't want to part with the wrapped-in-a-jacket sword she's got... for some reason, but that should go in the trunk, right?]

Do you want to stick this in the back?

Lucy then.

[He acknowledges with a small smile. It's his reflex to smile, though he manages not to beam as he normally might - it's really not the time for that.

His attention flicks to the sword she's holding, noticing her grip]

Only if you're fine with it. Otherwise I can adjust the seat for you.

Um.

[She shakes off something, whether it's wooziness from the adrenaline fading and the bleeding, or something else she isn't sure, but at the same time that voice is in her head saying something about the sword and maybe if she puts it in the back it will shut up... maybe.]

I'm fine. Putting it in the back, I mean. Don't want to forget it, but. Yeah.

Alright. I'll make sure to get it for you then.

[He opens the passenger side door for her, then holds his hand out for the sword. It's not the sort of thing Pierce has handled before, but putting it in the trunk should be simple enough. And it's better that Lucy sits down sooner rather than later, he figures]

[It's wrapped quite well in the sturdy canvas jacket she's wrapped around it, but she's still pretty careful about picking it up and handing it over after slipping her shattered-and-blood-sticky cellphone into a pocket]

Thanks. I don't think I'll forget because of. Um. But just. Remind me.

[Yeah sitting down now in the passenger seat, still trying not to get blood over everything]

I will be sure to.

[Pierce is quick to take the weapon and place it in the trunk, setting it down as though it's some delicate object. Once he's taken care of that, he rifles through the first aid kit he keeps in his car and gets some fresh gauze out.

The trunk closes with a thunk, and he comes back to the passenger side, offering Lucy the gauze]

Here, this should help.

[She tries very hard not to stare at him putting the sword away. No need to be creepy to your good samaritan, right?

And she'll take the gauze when it's offered, easing her hand away from the sticky mess that is her shoulder and pressing down the gauze on bright new blood.]

Thanks. Oh! There was. Someone, said he could help, between here and the clinic. At the 7-11?

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