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located in Las Vegas, Nevada, a part of Path to Transgression, one of the many universes on RPG.

Las Vegas, Nevada

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Character Portrait: Jettie Greene Character Portrait: Damien O'Dwyer
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"Y-you want to... Go to your house? Now?" Jettie scrunched her face in confusion. "But you need... a doctor. That looks horrible! You need... medical attention from doctors and nurses and specialists!" She had gotten a good look when he lifted her shift, even gasped again at the sight of his marred skin that was covered in blood and somehow looked burnt as well. She was no doctor, but the gash was most definitely not an 'just but a band-aid on it' kind of wound. He would need stitches and antibiotics and for all she knew a tetanus shot.

When he wobbled and attempted to steady himself, she was quick to help him in any way possible. She was small and not the strongest, but managed to hold him up quite well. It was probably the adrenaline still pumping through her thanks to the scary situation. Since seeing the wound and judging from his sudden look of horror she felt a sense of control wash over her.

There was a hundred unanswered questions racing through her mind about what just happened and how and why Damian happened to be her rescuer, but those would have to wait. This man could die. The severity of that sank deep within her, waking something that sprung her into action.

"Okay," she said coolly, even giving him a smile in regards to his devil may care wit he slung at her despite being on the brink of disaster. Letting him go for just a moment, she pulled her sweater up and over her head explaining as she undressed, "We need to stop that blood, or at least try." When the sweater was off she worked deftly to wrap it around his waist. "Here, maybe this will add some pressure," she voiced her hope as she tied the arms into as tight a knot as possible. After that she grabbed her wallet and shoulder bag from the ground where she had dropped it earlier during the attack. Again she double checked the knot, tightening it as best she could while trying not to jostle him too much.

Once she was satisfied, Jettie resumed her position to help mobilize him. Each step brought on grimaces of pain and small sounds of pain from him. "I'm so sorry they did this to you," she whispered as they moved, her voice coming out stifled as if it pained her to see him hurting. It did pain her. The only reason he was even in this position was because of her. At that moment she didn't care if he had been stalking her, which is why he was so close by she assumed, he saved her. If he hadn't shown up, Jettie would be the one wounded or possibly dead or dying back in the ally.

Slowly they labored out onto the street. With the expertise of someone who had lived in Vegas for a while, she hailed a cab and soon was gently coaxing Damian into the back seat of a classic yellow sedan. She even went as far as the make sure he didn't bump his head. Once he was safely inside, she quickly crossed to the other and climbed in next to him.

Her lips parted, about to confidently inform the driver, who was shooting them both curious glances from his rear view, to take them to the closest hospital emergency room but then she looked over at Damian and to her surprise she said, "95 Hawk Ridge Drive. As fast as you can!"

"It's extra for the blood," the cabbie smoothly commented, pointedly not putting the car into gear yet, as if he'd seen this type of thing before.

"Fine, yeah. Whatever it costs. Just go. Please!" Jettie cast the rear view mirror a pleading look that seemed to work because suddenly the car was in motion. The sudden jolt knocked her backward into the seat and she immediately looked toward Damain who would have felt the movement way more than her at the moment.

"Are you okay?" she asked, her voice full of concern, yet knowing it was an idiotic question instantly. "I mean, I'm sorry. I know you're not okay. Just... What can I do?"

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