He made a soft sound in his throat- "Your scars have always looked good to me," which likely was far more preferable considering a few things. A few new ones from this wouldn't change a damn thing in his eyes, and hell. Gabriel went both ways when it came to sexuality, even if he didn't talk about much, figured it didn't matter since he was pretty happy with who his bond ended up being.
Remained still during most of the ride, quiet unless spoken to as he tried to stay awake. Keep breathing. Angry at the fact he felt if his damn lung hadn't taken such a hit he'd be better off than he felt and would only have to worry more about Jack than keeping himself going.
Glanced out the back windows, fingers tightening on the supply bag he'd packed up just out of some twitch of muscles, eyes narrowing for a moment. At least going here would give them plenty of time, and no one would really connect this thing to what had just occurred.
Couldn't help some little regret that he didn't do anything with the body of the shooter, but maybe they'd have some dumb luck if anyone ran across the guy.
"Got it, and be careful Jack." Be a shit time to get mugged, on the move in the back as he had packed a couple oxygen tanks in to the bag and was leaving the rest to use to help fan the fire once it got going. Careful with how he did it, shivering as he moved and not just from the cold.
Wasn't too long until he was hoping out of the ambulance and getting it rolling more in to the ditch, trying to time it so he was making his way -with a few missteps- towards the shadows and away from the soon to be explosion. Had grabbed a couple jackets from the back, pulled one on to at least give himself to cover the shreds of his own clothing and was keeping hold of the other for Jack.
Wasn't much, but it was better than nothing as something to go unnoticed, right? Maybe. Fuck it.
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Date: 2019-05-03 04:11 am (UTC)Remained still during most of the ride, quiet unless spoken to as he tried to stay awake. Keep breathing. Angry at the fact he felt if his damn lung hadn't taken such a hit he'd be better off than he felt and would only have to worry more about Jack than keeping himself going.
Glanced out the back windows, fingers tightening on the supply bag he'd packed up just out of some twitch of muscles, eyes narrowing for a moment. At least going here would give them plenty of time, and no one would really connect this thing to what had just occurred.
Couldn't help some little regret that he didn't do anything with the body of the shooter, but maybe they'd have some dumb luck if anyone ran across the guy.
"Got it, and be careful Jack." Be a shit time to get mugged, on the move in the back as he had packed a couple oxygen tanks in to the bag and was leaving the rest to use to help fan the fire once it got going. Careful with how he did it, shivering as he moved and not just from the cold.
Wasn't too long until he was hoping out of the ambulance and getting it rolling more in to the ditch, trying to time it so he was making his way -with a few missteps- towards the shadows and away from the soon to be explosion. Had grabbed a couple jackets from the back, pulled one on to at least give himself to cover the shreds of his own clothing and was keeping hold of the other for Jack.
Wasn't much, but it was better than nothing as something to go unnoticed, right? Maybe. Fuck it.