sameoldsong: (run away)
Sean O'Malley ([personal profile] sameoldsong) wrote 2018-10-30 04:57 am (UTC)

Jesus, I am!

[He ends up catches Connor's phone, one hand on it, and the other on the door as they tear out of there. He twists to look, but it's hard to see when he's slouched. He hears more gunshots, fading as they pull off, and the police deal with what's inside.

Sean feels his guts churning. He was right. All the long, he was right. They were going to kill him... There's no chance they're done yet, not while Sean's breathing.

And while trying to get him, they got Conner. It's clearly not fatal, and it doesn't look like it's going to do anything like keep him from using his arm. But it's got to be painful. Connor's fishing for his lighter when Sean gets it for him, lighting his cigarette so he can focus on the road. He puts it back, and promptly pops the glove compartment, checking to see what Connor's got for pain meds. They can't stop or go to a hospital, so they're going to have to drive straight through with that shoulder.]


Do you- is- meds? Pain meds in here? Anything for that?

[He's stumbling over his words as he digs around for something to help...]

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