On the run ((Open to any))

[hidden_river]

She had been running and she couldn't run any more, her legs and arms hurt, she had stopped to fight as long as she could but when the first strike hit her she bolted, fear running through her. Dizziness was settling in now, the lack of oxygen pumping through her starved muscles causing her foot to slip and her to stumble. A hand grabbed her

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[un_voleur_moral]

Mathieu, completely lost, nearly tripped over her.

"Mon deiu, what's happened to you?" The girl looked like a feral child, wild and pale. Kneeling, he placed his hands on her shoulder, trying to get her to sit. “Are you injured?”

[warriors_swan]

Swan was on his way back from talking with the Hurricanes up by Plissken's shop when he heard the screams and sirens. It was on the edge of his turf and he had to check it out. He watched a group run past. He didn't know the colors but Cochise would. Moving from the shadows he watched the lights and slipped into the alley when he saw the woman laying on the ground. Glancing back out at the cops he looked down at her.

You alright?

Swan acknowledge the other man. He seemed to be there to help.

Rep to River after she replies so everybody gets in :)

[hidden_river]

She scooted back a little from the two of them, fear etched on her face. She didn't want them to be here, she didn't want them to touch her.

Her stomach rumbled and she pressed ehr hands to it, curling up a little in pain.

[un_voleur_moral]

Mathieu also steps back, partly because he doesn't want to frighten the girl and partly because he thinks she may be rabid.

"Do you know her?" he says, turning to the other man slightly, "She seems to be in a very bad way." Duh.