09-14-2014, 05:09 PM
"Tell me. What exactly do you think I stabbed her with?"
The man spoke calmly, as if only mildly interested, eyebrows raising slightly. Ivan didn't have time for this. The woman was bleeding out and the man wanted to fucking argue his innocence like he was some TV-ah HAH!-see?-It-couldn't-be-me!-type lawyer? And he refused to move as Ivan got closer. "So. Are you going to shoot me? Or are you going to let me help?"
Ivan knew proper procedure. He had to help the woman until the ambulance arrived. But the suspected perp was just standing there, as if daring him to move him. His own safety was a consideration. And he kept feeling something pull his eyes to the woman. Alright, this is fucking ridiculous, he thought with finality.
His anger started had to rise, anger mixed with fear at what was going to happen to the woman, and the weirdness of the strange resonance. His voice became harder and his look became stone. "Step.back.NOW! I will not tell you again."
He stepped forward, and as he did he felt that familiar light in the distance. For some reason, especially now it called to him. He grasped it and brought it under his control. As he did so, he felt that resonance in the area strengthen, pulsing in time with the power he know held. He felt confused but pushed it away.
At the same time, the man's words came to him. "How can you help her?"
he said curiously. Come on! he thought to the wagon. His eyes flicked to the woman and then to the man. There was a lot of blood. He made a decision. With the power coursing through him, the gun was unnecessary.
He'd take his chance and help the woman. If he didn't she'd die right then and there. He rushed to her and tried to find the wound. With all the blood staining her clothes, it took a moment, but he found it and compressed his hands to staunch the flow. All the while his eyes were flicking back and forth between her and the man. He wove air, in case the man tried anything.
But every once in a while, between going from man to woman, they would flit quickly to her chest, where he felt that resonance. He didn't understand it, but he had a job to do.
The man spoke calmly, as if only mildly interested, eyebrows raising slightly. Ivan didn't have time for this. The woman was bleeding out and the man wanted to fucking argue his innocence like he was some TV-ah HAH!-see?-It-couldn't-be-me!-type lawyer? And he refused to move as Ivan got closer. "So. Are you going to shoot me? Or are you going to let me help?"
Ivan knew proper procedure. He had to help the woman until the ambulance arrived. But the suspected perp was just standing there, as if daring him to move him. His own safety was a consideration. And he kept feeling something pull his eyes to the woman. Alright, this is fucking ridiculous, he thought with finality.
His anger started had to rise, anger mixed with fear at what was going to happen to the woman, and the weirdness of the strange resonance. His voice became harder and his look became stone. "Step.back.NOW! I will not tell you again."
He stepped forward, and as he did he felt that familiar light in the distance. For some reason, especially now it called to him. He grasped it and brought it under his control. As he did so, he felt that resonance in the area strengthen, pulsing in time with the power he know held. He felt confused but pushed it away.
At the same time, the man's words came to him. "How can you help her?"
he said curiously. Come on! he thought to the wagon. His eyes flicked to the woman and then to the man. There was a lot of blood. He made a decision. With the power coursing through him, the gun was unnecessary.
He'd take his chance and help the woman. If he didn't she'd die right then and there. He rushed to her and tried to find the wound. With all the blood staining her clothes, it took a moment, but he found it and compressed his hands to staunch the flow. All the while his eyes were flicking back and forth between her and the man. He wove air, in case the man tried anything.
But every once in a while, between going from man to woman, they would flit quickly to her chest, where he felt that resonance. He didn't understand it, but he had a job to do.