Power Trip

Whispers frowns at all the blood. She looks back toward the building then fishes around in her coat. She pulls out a small flip phone... then puts it away and retrieves another very similar flip phone. She dials 911 actually..

"This feels so weird... ahem..." *ringring* "Hi.. I uh, need to report some kind of mutant zombie thing attack. They attacked us, my friend is hurt.. also this cop went inside and.. well he hasn't come out in a while."

When Whispers manages to coax her into removing her hand, what is behind is a bloody mess. Her right eye has been slashed open, probably because of the zombie's claws. Blood is everywhere. It was probably left unfixed so that it would not be damaged further.

After going through the usual proceedings, the 911 dispatcher tells you a car has been sent to your location. You have about 10 minutes before the cops and paramedics arrive. What do you do?

"How bad is it, Kat? Tell me... please... oh, sweet holy ****, it hurts, Kat, it hurts..."

Ilia is whimpering, both hands clutching her eye.

Whispers takes Ilia away from the immediate entry way area of the building to sit down on the sidewalk, "Honestly, it looks pretty bad. But I do know there are supers with healing powers out there that could fix it.. maybe one is a paramedic!"

She'll coax Ilia to turn off her super gear before the authorities arrive so she just looks like a bystander caught up in the mess. Whispers takes a minute to look at the damage received to herself, notably less of course, but she's got some damage to her new coat.

Next she'll see about anything that can be put over that eye to try and hold back the bleeding. Ilia's own clothes were pretty messed up and dirty from being mauled not once but twice. She takes off her coat and then takes her black t-shirt, which faired much better, rolls it up and has Ilia hold it over her face, "Here, hold that there."

(What's the weather like? Chilly? Warm night?)

Ilia clutches her necklace with one hand, and the t-shirt with the other. Voice shaking, she mumbles a prayer.

It's... neither too hot not cold.

Whispers pulls her coat back on and does it up so she's not the weirdo girl sitting around without a shirt on. She puts her arm around Ilia's shoulder to attempt to comfort her.

DM: @ Arcon's player. Do you want Arcon to have a permanent eye-patch or do you want to be back to normal and have her eye fixed?

(I want her eye to be unsaveable)

(Got it. Got this notification surprisingly late for some reason)

Soon, a police car that's a size or two larger than normal arrives on the scene along with an ambulance. The paramedics get off and take a look at Arcon. They give a nod among themselves and quickly load her on to the ambulance to speed her away to the nearest hospital that is not infested by mutants.

From the cop car comes out two cops and a guy in a power suit. The thick metal plates are blue while the still penetration resistant but less sturdy metallic covering that is in places where the body needs to bend to move are white. The small police lights on his rectangular shoulder guards are on. This guy of course, is Enforcer. Creature would have probably saluted him had he still been alive. Enforcer activates his retractable riot shield and tells the other cops. "Officer Guy, secure the area of civilians, Officer Jim, with me." He then enters the hospital with Officer Jim in toe. Officer Guy helps Arcon and Whispers on to the Ambulance before putting up police tape.

You arrive at the hospital and Arcon is rolled in. A doctor sees the situation and says, "We need immediate surgery but our hospital is full. Take her to another one." After another few tense minutes of driving around, you enter another hospital and Arcon is rolled in to OT. Whispers waits outside. She notices a young girl barely over 5 feet tall and fair skin enter the hospital. She has a few cut wounds on her body but it doesn't look like anything too major. She has blonde hair and green eyes. The hospital has a lot of people waiting around and the only few seats available are the ones near Whispers. 

Whispers isn't sitting, or at least not for long. She'll sit, then stand to ostensibly stretch but she's restless waiting.

Whatever. The you still see the girl and the girl sees you.

Whispers takes note of the girl. She's only 5'4 herself so the girl doesn't seem to stand out for her height and she's in a hospital with some minor injuries so that's not unexpected. Whispers plops back down in a seat, tugging on her coat a bit which is still done all the way up for the sake of modesty. Not that she personally cares, but she is among a lot of people who could react negatively.

Other than being present near by and having some obvious injuries, is this girl doing anything in particular that would catch Whispers' attention or curiosity enough to distract her from worry over her friend?

That's for the girl's player to decide, not me. I just put her in the campaign.

To help the visual...

Whispers has kind of a punk gothic look going on. She's wearing black jeans with some sturdy looking boots and a long black gothic-style coat with a hood (currently down). She has black/gray hair (black on top and nicely transitioning down into the gray).

After speaking quietly with the volunteer behind the desk, the blonde sits down just as Whispers is getting up. She's wearing all black as well: canvas shoes, jeans, hoodie, and those weird gloves where half your fingers are exposed. She pushes back the hood of her hoodie, exposing her long, blond hair, and unzips the front. She's wearing a gray tank top underneath that doesn't look very clean. She rolls up one sleeve and examines the ragged bandages wrapped around her forearm, which are splotchy with blood. Sitting back with a sigh, she makes eye contact with Whispers and then notices her jacket. She gives a little nod of approval, then looks around the room with impatience.

Whispers takes note of the bandages and the rest, wondering if everyone has had a messed up night.

"What're you in for?" she asks after several minutes, just to break the boredom.

The blond's eyes snap to Whispers's and scrutinize her for a second. Then, without actually shrugging, but giving the idea of one, her body relaxes. She lifts the bandaged arm without looking at it. "Thugs. Wanted my wallet. Lost some teeth instead. Don't want to get an infection. You look OK. What are you 'in for'?"

Whispers takes a second to actually look at her own condition. Her coat has some damage but in a weird way it sort of works but she's finally noticing the drying blood in places and just general dirtiness from the fight. "Monsters. My friend got hurt pretty bad."

She starts to move her hand around herself, speaking something quietly to herself as she does, and where ever it goes the bits of dirt and blood start disappearing.