[As someone who comes from a world without hospitals, let alone emergency services, it's not Hawke's instinctual response to think of calling an ambulance. In fact, it takes her a moment of confusion before she remembers what he's talking about.]
Oh, those - those big, boxy, car thingies with the flashing lights. Right. Isn't there- shit, what's that number?
[Hawke digs out her phone with her other hand, the less bloody one. Fuck, they told them in PG training what the number was, but for the life of her she can't quite recall. It takes some fiddling while she tries to find it. And it was something so simple, too, like 111 or-]
...right. The incredibly simple one that's supposed to be easy to remember. [She quickly dials it, and within five seconds an operator picks up.
"[Whatever Riverview's emergency number is], what's your emergency?"]
I need you to send for a man to be taken to the hospital immediately. He's badly injured and bleeding like a stuck pig.
["What's your location, ma'am?"
Hawke rattles off where they are, making note of nearby landmarks.
"Are you two someplace safe? Are you doing anything to stymie the bleeding?"]
In the middle of the road so not exactly and yes of course I fucking am. You think I'd let someone just-
["Just routine questions, ma'am. Can you describe the incident for me?"]
He got stabbed by a... an attacker. They ran off before I could stop them. [She doesn't want to get Laura in trouble, or have people go chasing off after her. Not the local law enforcement, anyway.
"We'll be dispatching law enforcement as well if he was attacked."
...or not.
"How bad is his wound?"]
How bad? He's bleeding out, how bad do you think it-
["Ma'am, I just need as many details as possible for the medics."]
He got stabbed. Once. Badly. It- [It's then that Hawke remember that Laura's claws went all the way through, so he's also got wounds on his back.] Shit, the - the weapons went through him so he's got punctures on his back, too.
[And given how he looks, Jim doesn't look like he's gonna be able to sit up. Which means Hawke has to shove her hand under his back and start healing it there, too.]
Look, if I accidentally grope you, it's not intentional. I'm sure you have a fine ass and all but-
["How much blood has he lost?"]
Lady, you'll have to forgive me as I didn't think to bring my damn measuring cups. I don't know, enough that he's looking pale and woozy and is probably going to pass out so would you PLEASE just send the- the- the
["Ambulance. And they're already on their way."
Sure enough, sirens can be heard in the distance. Hawke glowers at the phone.]
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Oh, those - those big, boxy, car thingies with the flashing lights. Right. Isn't there- shit, what's that number?
[Hawke digs out her phone with her other hand, the less bloody one. Fuck, they told them in PG training what the number was, but for the life of her she can't quite recall. It takes some fiddling while she tries to find it. And it was something so simple, too, like 111 or-]
...right. The incredibly simple one that's supposed to be easy to remember. [She quickly dials it, and within five seconds an operator picks up.
"[Whatever Riverview's emergency number is], what's your emergency?"]
I need you to send for a man to be taken to the hospital immediately. He's badly injured and bleeding like a stuck pig.
["What's your location, ma'am?"
Hawke rattles off where they are, making note of nearby landmarks.
"Are you two someplace safe? Are you doing anything to stymie the bleeding?"]
In the middle of the road so not exactly and yes of course I fucking am. You think I'd let someone just-
["Just routine questions, ma'am. Can you describe the incident for me?"]
He got stabbed by a... an attacker. They ran off before I could stop them. [She doesn't want to get Laura in trouble, or have people go chasing off after her. Not the local law enforcement, anyway.
"We'll be dispatching law enforcement as well if he was attacked."
...or not.
"How bad is his wound?"]
How bad? He's bleeding out, how bad do you think it-
["Ma'am, I just need as many details as possible for the medics."]
He got stabbed. Once. Badly. It- [It's then that Hawke remember that Laura's claws went all the way through, so he's also got wounds on his back.] Shit, the - the weapons went through him so he's got punctures on his back, too.
[And given how he looks, Jim doesn't look like he's gonna be able to sit up. Which means Hawke has to shove her hand under his back and start healing it there, too.]
Look, if I accidentally grope you, it's not intentional. I'm sure you have a fine ass and all but-
["How much blood has he lost?"]
Lady, you'll have to forgive me as I didn't think to bring my damn measuring cups. I don't know, enough that he's looking pale and woozy and is probably going to pass out so would you PLEASE just send the- the- the
["Ambulance. And they're already on their way."
Sure enough, sirens can be heard in the distance. Hawke glowers at the phone.]
You could have said that earlier...