Snippet #1872389

The location of the pub wasn't too far from the river and at first she thought the shouts she had heard were just the waves washing up against the rocks. Though, the faint howl of what sounded like a man was heard and Vanessa knew that it wasn't the rocks. She stopped walking for a moment, concentrating on the sounds around them to see if perhaps she could pinpoint the location or figure out exactly what the sounds were. She almost didn't register the words that the woman said, but once she did it broke off her concentration and she turned to look at the fellow woman.

"Yes, I did hear something," she began walking towards the river at a brisk pace, "Follow me if you'd like, but I think someone's hurt up there."

Fear was an emotion that she hadn't felt in a really long time. The feeling she felt as she walked towards potential danger was more akin to nervousness rather than fear. Sure, pain hurt but it wouldn't last and it wouldn't kill her. Things that could 'kill' her scared her, but considering that she couldn't die she wasn't exactly worried. She took off at a jog, not stopping to see if the girl was following. If the woman really did want Vanessa as a friend, but didn't want to follow her, she would be able to find her at the pub. It would be Vanessa's home other than her apartment.

She stopped at a guard rail running along a road and glanced towards an abandoned building before looking at the rocks below it. She could see the bodies of two men laying on the rocks. She climbed over the guard rail and stood along the edge for a moment, eying the rocks below. It was a good fifteen foot drop to a boulder not far and after looking at it for a minute she jumped. Her heels slipped on the smooth rock and she fell to her knees, grabbing hold of part of the boulder to keep herself on top of it before slowly releasing to allow herself to slide down to the ground below. She muttered a couple curses as she looked at her scuffed up knees, but they weren't that important at the moment. After a couple minutes of scaling the rocks and maneuvering around them, she finally reached the bodies. One was still breathing, the other was obviously dead. With a foot she rolled over the still breathing one and was a bit startled to see the man who had bought her a drink earlier.

"Can't finish a drink and can't die after a huge drop, now that's interesting," she muttered as she looked up to see the window in the building where she assumed he fell out of. "Now what the hell were you doing in an abandoned building..."

She knew the man was unconscious (assuming at least) and didn't expect an answer. It was at this point that she looked to see if the woman had followed her. She would need her help afterall if she were to drag this man up the wall of the drop to get him some sort of medical attention.

((Sorry about the wait as well. Got attacked by work and then my horse got hurt so...been at the barn cleaning wounds and all that fun jazz...))