"He might not even had a clue about what he was carrying." Toma shakes his head looking at the footage repeat. "I don't think they'll come after him again now that they have what they are after." He sips some of the tea provided.
"Some tea would be lovely, thank you." He sits down accepting the cup. "Maybe he owed somebody money? I don't think Anis would start too many fights on his own. We got him to the hospital, so he should pull through." Toma takes a drink of the tea, arguably one of his favorite parts of visiting Mrs. Czarnecki is her hospitality.
Pulling out disinfectant, some rags and a bandage, Toma applies a rather generous amount of the bottle onto the rags. Looking up he replies, "It's no problem." He shrugs. "Maybe someone around here saw what happened, Anis is a good kid, surely someone'll speak up for him."
"A cup would be nice, thank you." He turns to Carl and gestures at the couch. "It doesn't look too bad...Looks like you got grazed. Let me get some bandages." He turns again and sets the medkit on the edge of the table, and starts rummaging around for the disinfectant and bandage patch.
"The doc's going to contact his father and let him know what happened." Toma sighed a big breath of relief and looked over Carl, pointing to his new wound. "I take the Loners didn't take kindly to your interference. I can look you over if you'd like when were back at home."
"Yeah, he's probably holed up somewhere." Toma looks around, plenty of hiding places, even for one of his size. "Think we should honk as we drive by, or try to reach him somehow." It didn't feel too good leaving Carl out here by himself, Toma was starting to get a bit worried.
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"Thanks, I'll be right back." Toma heads down the hall towards the vending machine. Looking through the very bland and highly unfashionable garish clothing he selects the outfit he finds least offensive, and a bag to carry all the clothes in. Heading to the nearest bathroom and changing as quickly as he can, he Making his way to Bruce and the van he muttered to himself, "Hopefully I don't look too horrid in this outfit." and waved at the receptionist on the way out.
Toma thanks the doctor, and prepares to leave, getting a new pair of clothes and washing off was the next course of action. He waits a second for Bruce to catch up to him, and asked "Do you mind if I change before we head back? I can walk back if you don't want to stick around."
"We are friends of his, Anis' father is the only contact I have of his. I have no idea what happened to him, we heard screaming and by the time we made it downstairs he was bleeding..." Toma looks down at his bloody clothes before shifting his weight nervously."At least he's fairing better now."
"Four for now, I'll probably buy like 20 more on the way out." Toma turns back to Chelsea and orders a candy bar and soda for Bruce. Luckily he had brought his credstick with him.
"I know it looks grim, but we should have a bit of faith that things will go smoothly." Toma eyed over all the food, and realized he hadn't eaten in a couple of hours. "I'll take 4 sugar cookies, please." Turning back to Bruce, he asks, "Want anything?"
"I'm sure he will, as long as he keeps a level head. They probably just saw him show up so he's probably not a suspect. I hope the person in the car's alright, though. He has a worried expression on his face.
"I hope they can save Anis." Toma turns away from Bruce, and eyes the cafeteria line."Hopefully they don't charge Anis an arm and a leg as well, or they might not leave with them..."
"Surely they're here to check on the crash. I hope they don't mistake Carl as the cause of said crash. Just, don't drive too suspiciously." Toma looked over Anis with a worried expression.
Toma sighs. "We do need to get Anis to the hospital, but this doesn't sound to good of a plan. I'll go with it if your certain." He looks very displeased by these turn of events.
"Surely there's got to be another way around, I don't like the idea of leaving you here by yourself Carl." He looks out the van window at the overturned pickup. "Besides, someone might be hurt in there."
"Our best bet is a street clinic in Snohmish, we can try some other places but Anis might wake up missing a few organs." Toma climbs into the back of the van and pats the seats next to him. "Set him here."
"We need to get him stabalized first, hold him as still as you can, and I'll try to Heal them." Toma focuses on Anis, holding his hands a few inches above their body. After a few seconds of waiting, a green light flows from Toma's hands into Anis' body, some of the smaller wounds and stops some of his bleeding. Toma sighs with relief and steps back. "OKay, can one of you bring the car around?"
Perception Check: rolled 22. (6 + 1 + 1 + 4 + 6 + 1 + 3 = 22)
Force 4 healing spell: rolled 22. (3 + 6 + 5 + 5 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 22)
Drain roll: rolled 30. (2 + 2 + 6 + 5 + 2 + 5 + 1 + 5 + 2 = 30)
Toma rushes forward, "What happened to Anis? This isn't good he needs to get to a hospital soon." He gets down on his knees and tries to stop some of the more prominent bleeding.
I rolled 16. (5 + 2 + 1 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 2 + 1 + 1 = 16) I'll use one edge to negate this Glitch.
I rolled 15d6, 49, (2 + 1 + 2 + 4 + 5 + 5 + 2 + 2 + 3 + 5 + 3 + 2 + 4 + 3 + 6 = 49) only one 1 and one 6. (Let me know if I've done this wrong)
Toma sighs, pausing his portable game and shoves it in his pocket."Alright I'm coming, no need to kick my door down." Slinging his backpack over his shoulder, he grabs the trauma kit sitting on a table nearby and opens the door to the shouting tenants.
A city elf, he lives in the same neighborhood he grew up in, and he knows how hard it can be to survive out here, so he went to medcal school, and uses his powers and skills to help around where he can, trading his skills for food, medical supplies and money. He's fairly tall, he likes video games, music, and would like to talk through things rather then brute force them.
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