Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2015 19:56:23 GMT -5
Simon now had guns pointed at him as people came out of the home, taking care of the rest of the walkers. He was gripping his side that was still bleeding as Dallas approached, clearly not happy that a stranger had come on to his property. He was not about to drop his weapon though. It was his and he had it this entire time out.
"What? I'm a cop, put your weapon down!" However, when a familiar face came out pointing a gun at him, he was shocked and surprised to see his old friend in the most least likely of all places to be.
"What the fuck? Luca?" He stumbled forward a bit more, his face getting ashen from lack of blood as he gripped the iron gate around the apartment where the walkers had just been standing.
"No, god dammit. I haven't been bit! I was shot! That bitch shot me!"
He wouldn't say what bitch had shot him, just yet. And honestly, he probably deserved it, and Luca would probably know that, but he wouldn't say anything in front of these strangers.
"You got any band-aids or something in there? I'm bleeding, just a little bit." He tried to stand up, but the burning pain in his side made his knees buckle a bit and he held on to the gate, trying not to pass out right now.
"You know what else would be great? A fuckin doctor. You got one of them hanging around anywhere? Maybe a gurney? Maybe some demmerhol for pain?" But he couldn't help but ask as he looked at Luca as his friend got closer to help him. He wondered what Luca's grand plan was in all this. He remembered him when this all started. He remembered it all too well. "What are you doing here Luca? How many people are inside?"
"What? I'm a cop, put your weapon down!" However, when a familiar face came out pointing a gun at him, he was shocked and surprised to see his old friend in the most least likely of all places to be.
"What the fuck? Luca?" He stumbled forward a bit more, his face getting ashen from lack of blood as he gripped the iron gate around the apartment where the walkers had just been standing.
"No, god dammit. I haven't been bit! I was shot! That bitch shot me!"
He wouldn't say what bitch had shot him, just yet. And honestly, he probably deserved it, and Luca would probably know that, but he wouldn't say anything in front of these strangers.
"You got any band-aids or something in there? I'm bleeding, just a little bit." He tried to stand up, but the burning pain in his side made his knees buckle a bit and he held on to the gate, trying not to pass out right now.
"You know what else would be great? A fuckin doctor. You got one of them hanging around anywhere? Maybe a gurney? Maybe some demmerhol for pain?" But he couldn't help but ask as he looked at Luca as his friend got closer to help him. He wondered what Luca's grand plan was in all this. He remembered him when this all started. He remembered it all too well. "What are you doing here Luca? How many people are inside?"