A woman emerged from the car and the first thing that struck Mathus about her was the vile smell of cooked flesh and burnt lavender. Some of her hair was missing, but she looked perfectly cogent, enough to open her mouth and speak. Her syllables slurred together, speaking of perhaps injuries around the mouth or brain injury and yet... She moved like nothing was the matter. Mathus' eyebrows drew together, although he caught on quickly to the fact that she was not normal.
Then, the man drew another burn victim from the car, this time one who wore her injuries like they actually existed. Scorched flesh and clothing filled his sensitive nose, and the werewolf decisively turned the key in his lock and let his front door swing open on his dark house. His evening had taken a turn for the worst, but he was the right person for the job.
Sending a silent prayer heavenward, he draped his coat over the railing next to his stairs, and loosened his tie as he descended the stairs. “Yes, I am the doctor,” he answered, his Romanian accent thick, but his words clear and concise. “Let's get off the street.” When he reached Brooke, he gestured to the open door of his home, but moved past her to help Algy with the near unconscious woman.
He could hear her muttering, which was a good sign, but she could take a turn at any moment. Any questions could wait.
Then, the man drew another burn victim from the car, this time one who wore her injuries like they actually existed. Scorched flesh and clothing filled his sensitive nose, and the werewolf decisively turned the key in his lock and let his front door swing open on his dark house. His evening had taken a turn for the worst, but he was the right person for the job.
Sending a silent prayer heavenward, he draped his coat over the railing next to his stairs, and loosened his tie as he descended the stairs. “Yes, I am the doctor,” he answered, his Romanian accent thick, but his words clear and concise. “Let's get off the street.” When he reached Brooke, he gestured to the open door of his home, but moved past her to help Algy with the near unconscious woman.
He could hear her muttering, which was a good sign, but she could take a turn at any moment. Any questions could wait.