RE: Otherkind Air RTD
02-07-2013, 05:14 AM
While waiting for the attendant to return, Harv looks for ways to stave off the worsening bleeding. A big part of his sales pitch is that bananas are good for the skin, he's not sure if that applies here but with the blood loss and frantic situation, he's soon shoving fruitpulp into his wounds in hopes that the paste will do a better job than little airplane pillows.
Once Betty has helped lift her onto the gurney, Harv whispers encouraging platitudes into Ms. Handcuffed-Deathsdoor in hopes that she'll have the will to hang on though this.
When the shotgunning gray-beard appers, Harv just stares with his most pitiful sad-man gaze. Only a monster would have the callousness required to not feel sympathy for this pathetic husk of a man.
Once Betty has helped lift her onto the gurney, Harv whispers encouraging platitudes into Ms. Handcuffed-Deathsdoor in hopes that she'll have the will to hang on though this.
When the shotgunning gray-beard appers, Harv just stares with his most pitiful sad-man gaze. Only a monster would have the callousness required to not feel sympathy for this pathetic husk of a man.