07-28-2016, 12:32 PM
Ivan listened to long-hairs' irritated explanation but his eyes were drawn by his gesture to the man with the bruises, recognition widening his eyes. He knew this man. The padre from the hospital. The man had healed him, somehow. Given that, an injury seemed odd on him. He wanted to talk to him, but first things first.
He turned back to long-hair and nodded at his explanation and began to pull his cuffs. There were witnesses and his testimony against the assailant would hold up. But suddenly the guy was rushing through the opening in the crowd to a young woman who seemed none too steady on her feet.
Everything moved quickly. The assailant tried to slip away into the crowd and for what was probably 1/25745ths of a second, Ivan thought about using the power. Buuuut that was a seriously bad idea and he knew it. This was not the place. He was here to keep the peace, not set off the crowd with some miraculous display. Instead he lunged at the guy before he got two steps, grabbed his collar, and spinning him around, got him to the ground, not hard, but still firm. "Going somewhere?"
he asked as he slipped the bracelets on.
The guy was in custody and cross-legged on the ground. The Padre looked ok for the moment and Long-hair was being solicitous of the girl so Ivan stepped up to them, gave him a nod of encouragement and then said to her, "You ok miss?"
She could be claustrophobic. He got that, remembering those trips into the tunnels, all that weight and mass over head. Inwardly he shuddered. Lord knew that this crowd was stifling.
To everyone else except long-hair, the assailant, and the Padre he spoke loudly. "Everyone move back! Please step back! Give the woman some space."
He turned back to long-hair and nodded at his explanation and began to pull his cuffs. There were witnesses and his testimony against the assailant would hold up. But suddenly the guy was rushing through the opening in the crowd to a young woman who seemed none too steady on her feet.
Everything moved quickly. The assailant tried to slip away into the crowd and for what was probably 1/25745ths of a second, Ivan thought about using the power. Buuuut that was a seriously bad idea and he knew it. This was not the place. He was here to keep the peace, not set off the crowd with some miraculous display. Instead he lunged at the guy before he got two steps, grabbed his collar, and spinning him around, got him to the ground, not hard, but still firm. "Going somewhere?"
he asked as he slipped the bracelets on.
The guy was in custody and cross-legged on the ground. The Padre looked ok for the moment and Long-hair was being solicitous of the girl so Ivan stepped up to them, gave him a nod of encouragement and then said to her, "You ok miss?"
She could be claustrophobic. He got that, remembering those trips into the tunnels, all that weight and mass over head. Inwardly he shuddered. Lord knew that this crowd was stifling.
To everyone else except long-hair, the assailant, and the Padre he spoke loudly. "Everyone move back! Please step back! Give the woman some space."