Recovery

[Yaro Andreev]

Yaro was shaken and not very stable after the last fight he'd gotten into. He took a heavy blow to the head and his ears were still ringing. Once recovered, he'd be back for the guy that did it. He squinted at the sunlight now beating down, not really a good thing. He tried to stay out of the sun the best he could as he slowly made his way back to the city center.

He kicked a can on the street and suddenly became dizzy. Too much movement? He leaned against a wall of a nearby building to try to stable himself and he clutched his head. His headache was one of the worst he'd had in a while and he wasn't really sure what to do about it. Find a pharmacy perhaps? Would any pain killers still be good? Probably not...

"Damn it..." he snarled and closed his eyes. He put his back to the wall and slowly slid down to a sitting position. He decided sitting was probably better at this point then walking in the sun. Too much sun would just make him feel worse.

[Milo Piven]

Milo had watched carefully as the scruffy man had exited the library. He didn't really look injured, but his wobbly walk would state otherwise. He watched him from up high and followed him in case something happened. Milo didn't know much about the gangs, he just knew that most of them left him alone because he was bigger than them and they were always a bit scared off by his appearance. He couldn't help but feel bad for the guy. He didn't look too good. Should he help him? Hell, would the guy let him help him?

He decided it was worth a try and climbed over the edge of the building he was on and climbed down, pausing on window sills to make sure he had good places to step. When he was closer to the first story of the building he jumped and landed in a crouching position. The large cloak he had found kept his face in shadows as he approached and stood in a way to keep his back to the sun.

"You don't look so good," He blurted as he looked the man over at a closer stance. He seemed kinda dirty and Milo was starting to think twice about his decision to come down.

[Yaro Andreev]

Yaro had heard a voice, which was surprisingly nice sounding. Why would someone normal stop to see what was going on? Most people were scared of the gang members and ran when they saw them. He opened his eyes to see the person who started talking. His sort of twitched as he was caught off guard, this guy was big. His eyes widened at the height of the figure and the dark cloak just added to the effect.

"Woah, woah!" He sort of moved away a bit. Was this guy going to try and take advantage of the state he was in now and attempt to end him? "Listen, I ain't botherin' no one right now...I am done for a while..." Yaro was pretty tall himself but this guy was big. He had to be at least a half foot taller than himself.

His headache decided to give him another kick and he winced a bit and put a hand back on his head.

[Milo Piven]

'Here we go again...' Milo made a small sigh. Even the people most were terrified of seemed to be scared of him. "I'm not here to hurt or finish you... I... I wanna help..." He added. Maybe this wasn't a great idea, but hey maybe he'd get on the guys good side and wouldn't have to worry about him in the future. Though being associated with any gangs could kill the trust he had with a few of the Supers who let him occasionally pick up food and supplies from their haven. But it was a risk he decided to take, after all, no one else was really around.

"Just tell me what happened... I might be able to help null any pain." He crouched down to the level the other man was at. If he was going to help him he should really force him to take a shower or something. He smelt kinda funny.

[Yaro Andreev]

'Bull shit he wants to help me...' "Why? You ain't gaining anything out of helping me..." Yaro was suspicious, the offer didn't make any sense. It was also strange for someone to be completely covered the way this guy was on such a warm day. What was he hiding? "Besides it's nothing... Just a bump..." he lied and waved the stranger away. He really just wanted to be left alone, his little defeat was humiliating enough.

He couldn't think up a reason why this guy was even here. Was he following him? That's just weird. Or had he set he whole situation up to make him look good? Either way he wasn't going to tell this strange person what had happened to him. But the offer to get rid of the pain sounded pretty good.

[Milo Piven]

Milo knew it wasn't just a bump. The guy looked like was going to pass out soon. Well, would it be easier to just wait till he passed out, then help him? Or was it worth actually arguing with the guy...? He then decided to add, "Well, then I could just leave you here..." Milo then started to walk away.

If this Skull Cracker wanted his help he'd call for him to come back, if not, well he tried. He figured he had the right things back in the other end of the city to create a mixture that would null his pain he looked like he was in. If he wanted help he could either follow him back to his home, which probably wasn't a good idea, or wait while he ran very quickly to get what he needed.

[Yaro Andreev]

"Hey whoa... wait... What kind of stuff do you need to make this headache go away...?" Yaro asked curiously. He decided to let the guy help him, whats the worst thing that could happen? Besides Yaro knew the gangs had most of the control over any of the medical supplies. If this guy needed something he was pretty sure he could get it for him.

He slowly stood up again fighting another small dizzy spell and started towards the larger man. "I got access to stuff if you need it..." He got another comparison in the the guys height and almost couldn't believe it.

"Whats with the cloak thing...? It's a bit hot for that isn't it?" Another thing he was curious about. What did he had to hide? some disfiguring scars perhaps? Either way, Yaro wanted to know.