"All of you, cut it out!"
The golden particles floating around came to life. The Angel was thrown into the wall, her arms restricted. Roxanne and Rachel were merely held in place. Oliver walked up, furious, with Gaz behind him with the tools to make a makeshift brace.
"This is PATHETIC." He stated. "You're all behaving like spoiled children!"
"Rachel!" He said, turning to her. "All you've done is whine about how you're all alone, how nobody's around to help you. Look in front of you! You have all these people here, and all they want to do is help. But you're so stuck on losing the people from before you can't even see it."
"Roxanne." Oliver said, turning to her next. "You need to show restraint. For someone who just wants to move away and live in peace, I seem to find you involved in everything that goes on in this city. Don't just rush into situations, you need to think what you can do to actually help beforehand."
"And you." He said, pointing at the "angel" of sound. "All you're doing is trying to start a fight. Rachel's been through a lot, I can understand why she would draw a gun. But you? You're just looking for a fight."
When he was finally done, Gaz walked up to Rachel and quickly got to work, wrapping bandages and setting splints at alarming speed. In 30 seconds, a brace had been almost perfectly attached, holding her broken elbow in place. "You're welcome." He said rather arrogantly.
The golden particles floating around came to life. The Angel was thrown into the wall, her arms restricted. Roxanne and Rachel were merely held in place. Oliver walked up, furious, with Gaz behind him with the tools to make a makeshift brace.
"This is PATHETIC." He stated. "You're all behaving like spoiled children!"
"Rachel!" He said, turning to her. "All you've done is whine about how you're all alone, how nobody's around to help you. Look in front of you! You have all these people here, and all they want to do is help. But you're so stuck on losing the people from before you can't even see it."
"Roxanne." Oliver said, turning to her next. "You need to show restraint. For someone who just wants to move away and live in peace, I seem to find you involved in everything that goes on in this city. Don't just rush into situations, you need to think what you can do to actually help beforehand."
"And you." He said, pointing at the "angel" of sound. "All you're doing is trying to start a fight. Rachel's been through a lot, I can understand why she would draw a gun. But you? You're just looking for a fight."
When he was finally done, Gaz walked up to Rachel and quickly got to work, wrapping bandages and setting splints at alarming speed. In 30 seconds, a brace had been almost perfectly attached, holding her broken elbow in place. "You're welcome." He said rather arrogantly.
