"What the hell happened? Are you alright?" Barry asks, finally getting to his feet.
He tenses, ready to run, and then gunshots sound and Barry turns his head.
"Eddie."
Swarmed by some of the men from the truck, Eddie fires his gun into the air as he struggles to keep it from being wrestled away.
Quickly Barry moves, slamming into the group of men and knocking them back before swooping up Eddie. Once again he takes the detective to safety, this time at the mouth of an alley five blocks away. He practically drops Eddie on the curb thanks to the weak grip in Barry's injured arm.
He doesn't pause to try to talk to Eddie this time, just keeps running until he can duck around the corner and stop to inspect his bloody arm.
"Dude, Eddie shot me." And it's a whole new experience in Not. Fun.
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Date: Feb. 4th, 2019 09:03 pm (UTC)From:He tenses, ready to run, and then gunshots sound and Barry turns his head.
"Eddie."
Swarmed by some of the men from the truck, Eddie fires his gun into the air as he struggles to keep it from being wrestled away.
Quickly Barry moves, slamming into the group of men and knocking them back before swooping up Eddie. Once again he takes the detective to safety, this time at the mouth of an alley five blocks away. He practically drops Eddie on the curb thanks to the weak grip in Barry's injured arm.
He doesn't pause to try to talk to Eddie this time, just keeps running until he can duck around the corner and stop to inspect his bloody arm.
"Dude, Eddie shot me." And it's a whole new experience in Not. Fun.