"Hey" came the voice of nick, whom was just run into.
"Man, you knocked over my papers"
The papers he was now just barely holding in the air with an invincible force.
Slowly the pages flow into his hand as though attached by strings that could not be seen even though the motion seemed fluid, he was now frantically putting them all back in order and mumbling things like "Sarge is gunna kill me for this!" and "If anyone could find someone with a description like he's the guy that can heal quickly."
After searching a good minute he finds the paper he's looking for, after a moment of thinking he turns towards his "Assailant".
"Do you know a man that goes by Parker Morton? By any chance, supposedly he has the ability to heal quickly.
"Man, you knocked over my papers"
The papers he was now just barely holding in the air with an invincible force.
Slowly the pages flow into his hand as though attached by strings that could not be seen even though the motion seemed fluid, he was now frantically putting them all back in order and mumbling things like "Sarge is gunna kill me for this!" and "If anyone could find someone with a description like he's the guy that can heal quickly."
After searching a good minute he finds the paper he's looking for, after a moment of thinking he turns towards his "Assailant".
"Do you know a man that goes by Parker Morton? By any chance, supposedly he has the ability to heal quickly.