Oh jesus oh jesus oh jesus! He moves when told to, and if Sean's good at one thing, it's following a direct order. He gets down the stairs and in the Toyota, throwing his stuff in the back and sinking down low as he can in the front seat. He glances over, and sees the dark mark on Connor's jacket.]
You're bleeding!
[No time to look closer. There's another gunshot, this one going somewhat wild and hitting the dirt near the now-closed door on Sean's side. He turns, and spots the flash of a barrel, coming out of Mr. Ramirez's window.]
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You're bleeding!
[No time to look closer. There's another gunshot, this one going somewhat wild and hitting the dirt near the now-closed door on Sean's side. He turns, and spots the flash of a barrel, coming out of Mr. Ramirez's window.]
Connor! We have to go!