Foot3Shooter
Junior Member
(OOC: Thanks Shaggs)
Taylor reached the helicopter, which was just ahead of him. He looked back, checking the fire escape, as well as the roof entrances. He didn't notice the injured man until he let out a groan. Taylor spun around, aiming his gun from side to side, before he saw the man crumpled on the ground. Many thoughts raced through his head; "Shoot him!" and "Run!" being his bodies natural responces, fight or flight as it was called, but his own instincts told him to help as much as he could. As he looked closer, he saw that the man was human, at least as far as he could tell. Taylor bent down and flipped him over, hearing him groan again. "Don't worry, I'm a doctor, I can fix you up." He looked up, seeing a med-pack in the ruined helicopter. He stood up, and grabbed it off the wall, and saw the man known as Ivan. He checked for a pulse, but he was gone. He slid his hand over the man's eyes, closing them. Dr.Coles then turned back to his 'paitent'. He bent down again, and opened up the med-pack, using the limited tools to bandage him up. The man would definetly need a follow up, but this was all he could do now. "Can you stand?" he asked the man, standing up slowly and retrieving his hunting rifle.