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Post by Storm on Nov 16, 2018 22:47:46 GMT
Cars whipped across the road and people rushed around stories and business, all in a hurry. Storm paid them no mind, walking leisurely along the walkway. He wasn't in a hurry to get to his workplace, the local café. He had two jobs, one as a bereavement counselor in training, and one making coffee. He had a bit of time before the two, so he wasn't in any hurry to get there.
There was a crowd blocking the sidewalk, waiting for the light to change to they could cross. Storm tripped over a man's foot as he pushed by, accidentally bumping into an important looking man who was standing beside him. He turned quickly to steady him, but he fell into the road. As he stood up, a car skittered to a halt, seeing him just too late. It bumped into him, throwing the man back to the ground a few feet away. That car nearly got hit by the one behind it from the sudden stop, and soon all of the traffic had halted. Storm ran across the road and crouched down beside the fallen man.
"I'm so sorry! Are you alright, sir?" he exclaimed worried, examining him as the bystanders called for an ambulance.
Tagged: Baron Tseng
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Post by Baron Tseng on Nov 16, 2018 23:59:44 GMT
Baron was used to the crowds. The chaos of the city. Back home, it was like this with an even higher population. So he paid no mind when they were all so congested. Bumping against each other, some muttering apologies, some so accustomed to it that they didn't even say a word. Everyone seemed to have their own place to be, and the fast pace lifestyle was something else that Baron had grown used to. For he himself was no exception. Between having meetings all day, he was just moving from point A to point B. That is, until fate had something else in store. While he was pretty well grounded on his feet, the sudden push of someone strayed him from his path, as he staggered onto the road. Within seconds, he then felt the impact of the car, enough to send him a few feet backward, as he lay on his back.
He closed his eyes, taking in a few breaths which felt strained. He was winded. And shock took over. Jolting his eyes open, he saw the haziness of his surroundings. Horns honking, people shouting . . . even the man who was hovering over him sounded so far away yet as Baron's vision began to clear, apparently the man was not far at all. His apology belatedly registering in Baron's mind, recognizing that he was the one who had pushed him. In the man's line of work, any situation where he was nearly killed was seldom coincidence. This circumstance was no exception. Though . . . the man stuck around. Not very wise for one who may have just committed an intention hit and run.
Every one of these thoughts just flashed through his mind, not yet realizing he was just staring blankly. When recognition finally hit, he moved to sit up, throbbing through his body as his head spun around him. Blinking a few times, he finally managed to muster an answer. "I'm ok," he assured, able to form coherent words. Baron looked to the apologetic man who was apparently the one who had pushed him. "What happened?" Because it was better to ask rather than make a snap judgement.
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Post by Storm on Nov 17, 2018 0:17:08 GMT
Storm watched him worriedly as he Storm watched him worriedly as he closed his eyes and opened them again. He lightly tapped his cheek as he stared into space, worried that he had hit his head hard. Was he in shock? He carefully helped the man sit up, not wanting him to fall over. He looked unsteady and fairly pale.
Storm let out a breath he hadn't know he was holding as the man told him he was alright. "Thank goodness," he sighed, relieved.
Storm glanced down, ashamed that he had nearly caused his death, but he forced himself to look back up and meet his gaze. "I tripped," he admitted, guiltily and embarrassed, "and bumped into you. I'm so sorry. You could have gotten killed!"
He frowned, his face loosing some of its colour as he saw redness in the man's dark hair. He lightly touched a strand and examined his finger. Blood. "You seemed to have hit your head pretty hard," he said, concerned. "An ambulance will be coming soon. They'll get you to the hospital and you'll be treated. Any medical expenses are on me. It's my fault you got hurt." He was completely willing to pay for the man's medical bills. He felt so bad for getting him injured. He really didn't mean to bump into him.
Tagged: Baron Tseng
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Post by Baron Tseng on Nov 18, 2018 18:46:14 GMT
Baron wondered if it was the state of shock that left him so . . . numbed. Numb to the man tapping his cheek, until belatedly, his words processed. Though in his mind, he still held the possibility that this was a planned assassination attempt. However, he could not deny that there was a . . . genuine apology in the man's voice. Embarrassment and shame in his gaze; the way his head fell. Genuine concern as he checked to make sure that Baron was alright. Baron just looked at him, blinking a couple of times as if trying to still come to terms with what had just happened.
"It was an accident," he both questioned and acknowledged at the same time. Was it truly just that? Had someone purposely tripped the man to bump into Baron? Or was this guy just a very good actor? So many thoughts raced through his mind and it only made his head hurt more. Although, that could have something to do with the red liquid that touched the man's hand after checking Baron's head. He would probably need stitches -- at the very least. This was not an accident that Baron could avoid the hospital for. "That's not . . ." He paused, as if trying to catch his breath. Closing his eyes he attempted to steady the spinning world around him. He longed to fall back against the ground, but also knew that it only made him more vulnerable.
"That's not necessary," he finally finished, opening his eyes again to look at the man. Money was no issue. "Are you hurt?" He asked, still attempting to regain himself. "What's your name?" Another question, so that he could get to know the man here. And also, to serve as a distraction as Baron foolishly attempting to stand up on his own two feet, knowing he was doing nothing good by just sitting on the hard ground.
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Malia!
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Oct 25, 2021 18:10:20 GMT
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Post by Storm on Jul 17, 2019 23:17:44 GMT
Storm shook his head. "I'm fine. I didn't get hurt." He watched worriedly as the man tried to get up. "I'm so sorry," he blurted again. "I should have watched where I was going."
Storm carefully pushed Baron back onto the ground, making him sit. "My name is Storm. Storm Tejada," he introduced himself as he checked to make sure Baron wasn't going to loose conscious from the head wound. He would still try to pay for the man's medical care. It wasn't his fault that he had gotten injured, it was Storm's. It was only fair that he took care of the expenses. The man looked like a wealthy business man, and Storm may not be the most rich guy in the city, but he needed to do something to make up for the accident that had happened.
"You should really stay seated," he advised. "You look faint." He ripped off a piece of his own shirt and firmly pressed it against Baron's bleeding wound, an attempt to stanch the bleeding.
Tagged: Baron Tseng
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