Medic! || for Leo

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Charlotte Fox did not run, nor jog, nor even power-walk. For all her decades spent in New York City and her own natural inclination to get things done quickly, she saw no purpose to damaging her knees by bouncing along the pavement at a reckless pace. Walking at a moderate pace was exercise enough, and when the weather was poor, she was happy to switch to yoga or an indoor swimming-pool for laps.

That being said, she eyed the bronzed muscles and swinging ponytails dashing past her with a certain eye of disdain from where she kept to the slower side of the path through the park. Osteoporosis. Hernias. Varicose veins. They'd learn.

Rounding a curve in the path leading to a more thickly-wooded area, she heard a shout ahead and her head snapped up--no bloody headphones to make a sitting duck out of her, thank you very much. A thickset man lay to one side, his hand to his head, and Charlotte put on an unwonted burst of speed to reach his side, already seeing bright red blood streaming from between his fingers.

"My--they took my wallet--" he said hoarsely.

"Yes, well, never mind that now--hold still, please, I'm a doctor, let me have a look at your head, sir."

Sensing movement somewhere along the path, Charlotte didn't have to look up to know that someone else was approaching.

"Could you give us a hand, here, please, and call an ambulance for this gentleman?" she called back over her shoulder before continuing to inspect the wound the man had received to his forehead. It looked pretty superficial, but might need a stitch or two--and it never did to be careless with a blow to the head.

"And the police!" croaked the man, still (understandably) pissed about his wallet.

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Leo Jay Watson Musician Tag: @charlotte

Leo hummed along a tune that had popped into his head as he took a leisurely stroll through the streets of NYC. He thought that by continuing to hum the tune perhaps he would remember it later on when it came to writing a new song for the band. It had been a while since he had been able to go for a walk and just enjoy the sights, granted every now and then he was interrupted by a fan stopping him to ask for a picture or an autograph, but that came with the lifestyle he had.

He stopped with a girl and a cute guy who asked him for a picture, clearly the guy was dating the girl, but he definitely caught Leo’s eye. He took the guys phone and stood in front of the couple, pulling a crazy face. ”Say cheese guys!” he joked as he hit the shutter button on the camera a few times before handing the man his phone back. ”I’m sure I’ll see you guys around again soon!” he smirked as he winked at the guy before turning in his stride and walking off.

Shortly after, he came across some sort of incident, a man was on the floor and a woman was by his side. The woman noticed his presence and quickly demanded assistance. ”Ambulance. Right!” Leo thrashed around in his pockets looking for his cell phone to dial 911. The man was bleeding, and the woman helping him clearly looked professional enough to deal with it so he did as he was told.

The man croaked at him to call the police as well, but he figured that could wait until the man had his wounds seen to. He approached the two people and crouched down next to the woman. ”Is there anything else you need me to do?”

ISHY of THQ & ADOXOGRAPHY

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Charlotte almost wished she had made the call, herself, when she heard how the dispatcher on the other end of the call had to prompt answers about the nature of the casualty and his injuries--but then she supposed it would be second-nature to her to bark down a phone that she had a man in his mid-fifties, conscious and verbal, who had taken a blow to the head and was presently bleeding rather a lot...but then head wounds generally did.

She hoped the young man she'd pulled aside to help wasn't squeamish, but one could never tell. Invariably it seemed to be the toughest-looking men who insisted they were fine even as their legs went to jelly beneath them.

"I don't suppose you have any bit of clean cloth about you?" she asked. "A scarf or a handkerchief or something that you wouldn't miss? I'd like to press something against his head, but..." Charlotte already had blood smearing across her hands, and she supposed under stricter circumstances she really ought to have had a pair of disposable gloves on her--which she generally did...but exercise clothing (and women's clothing in general) seemed to pride itself on having no functional pockets whatsoever, and it was all she could do to find a zippered compartment for her keys. And it seemed no-one under the age of forty knew what handkerchiefs even were, these days, much less owned any.

Careful there, Charlotte thought to herself as she realized her meditations on the inter-generational divide in the proper use of handkerchiefs made her thought process begin to sound startlingly like her mother.

"I can use my hand, I don't mind--but it may keep the wound cleaner and leave...less of a mess."

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Leo Jay Watson Musician Tag: @charlotte

Leo had finished contacting the ambulance and had rushed over to help the woman giving first aid to the injured man on the side walk. She seemed to know exactly what she was doing, Leo guessed she must have been a doctor of some kind. Leo wasn't the biggest fan of blood, but at that moment he had felt an adrenaline rush whilst racing to help the man.

It wasn't long before he blonde requested something to help clear up the wound with. Leo removed his scarf from his neck. It wasn't very thick, but he figured it would help and he had plenty of them so it wasn't like he would miss it. ”Here. Will this do?” he questioned handing it over. He had never really been in this situation before, it's not like he had to look after injured people in his profession. He'd watch the drama unfold in the crowd from center stage!

The lady had offered to use her hands but they both knew that there was little point in doing that and making everything much messier. ”Don't be daft! I can get a new scarf any day!” Leo stated, still feeling slightly useless as he didn't exactly know what to do with himself until the lady gave him his orders.

Leo sighed slightly, this definitely wasn't his idea of a nice relaxing walk. But every good deed helps – right? He nodded softly to himself and turned to the lady. ”I'm going to assume that you're a doctor or nurse? You seem very skilled and confident in what you do!” Leo stated with a soft smile on his face, maybe she would be the better choice to go to in the future, you never know when you would need a doctor that you could call easily!

ISHY of THQ & ADOXOGRAPHY

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Charlotte took the scarf with unspoken gratitude, still focused on the task at hand as she carefully folded it to create a sort of flat pad which could be pressed more firmly against the wound. That done, and the gentleman beginning to stop grumbling about the police now that he was certain the paramedics, at least, were on the way. It wasn't as if there was a great deal of forensic evidence at the scene for the mugging...and his wallet had probably been ransacked for cash and cards and dumped in a trash can.

"Is there anyone we can call for you, to meet you at the hospital? They'll probably take you to St. Jude's, as it's nearest," Charlotte said to him.

"My wife!" said the man. "Tell her to report my American Express card as stolen!"

Charlotte chose not to respond to that directly, continuing to lean moderate pressure on the wound. He'd taken quite a hit, but she didn't think there was any skull fractures to be concerned about--but then they'd likely run him through a few scans, just to be sure.

Looking back to the man who had stopped to help and given her his scarf, she smiled a little, though the expression was tight and slow, as if she wasn't very used to it.

"Trauma surgeon, in years gone by," she said. "If only I had a suture kit here, I'd patch him up myself," she added. It was about as close to humour as she got in these sorts of situations. "Thank you for giving up your scarf," she went on more earnestly. "It was very good of you."