[hr][center][h1][b][i][color=khaki]Dr. Victor Bonheur[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSpb216jQv4MNmUKDbz4kXKh7u7oh9N6oWRffId0K2cg0JjEkbGLj9lZgGL[/img][hr][hr][b]Location:[/b] Newnan Infirmary >> All around the Courthouse >> Newnan Infirmary
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Every man and their dog ffs[hr][b]Interaction Tags:[/b] [@Lady Amalthea] [@Sigil] [@Nallore] [@Aewin][/center][hr]
Happy that the restraints on the prisoner were definitely not going to come loose, Victor looked to the young woman that was sitting beside her hurting sister and he took a deep breath and began to speak in a calming, gentle voice. [color=khaki]“I am sorry mademoiselle, there is nothing that you can do for your sister beyond being ‘ere for ‘er.”[/color] He walked forward and stood within Kris’s eye sight and gave her an apologetic smile.

He heard the banging on the door and Zoie’s distinctive voice. [color=khaki]“I will be back momentarily, excusez-moi.”[/color] He made his way to the door to remove the barricade from it. He jumped again as another gruffer, more masculine voice called out and he flinched. He did not know this voice but Zoie had already given the go ahead so Victor continued as he was bidden.

As he did he began to fuss around his new patients and did all he could with what limited supplies that he had left. He knew that he had to work fast because Maria needed fresh blood and he had no idea what types everyone had. He could quickly run the tests but would need some help from others to gather it all. Once he was done with the quick patch ups for his latest patients, Victor ran to the door of the infirmary and grabbed two bodies that were unharmed and ready for action.

[color=khaki]“Could you gather me small samples of the bloods of every person outside of the courthouse that is still breathing and return it to me post ‘aste, s'il vous plaît?”[/color] He gave them a quick bow of the head as they ran out and began to gather the blood samples for him. He was grateful that they did not question him and he wondered why at first until he realised he was still covered in blood from helping Maria and his new patients. There was no time to deal with that right now.

Gathering what he needed, Victor grabbed another body to guard the prisoner and then made his way all around the courthouse gathering blood samples. He crept into the room where a snoring Richard lay on a sofa and pricked his finger to take the sample before placing a plaster on the wound as he could not suck it clean himself. He then made his way to the front doors where Meghna and Siddarth were standing guard and took their samples, labelling them appropriately with his pen. 

He then ran up to the clocktower and found the driver from earlier that had called himself Black James that knew Miss Zoie. [color=khaki]“Apologies, I must take some blood for tests, s’il vous plait. Just one moment.”[/color] He took the sample and was quickly off again with a quick [color=khaki]“Merci!”[/color] thrown in as he left as fast as he had arrived.
One of the two runners had found Ash and Zoie out on their rounds of the defences of the place and quickly, and breathlessly, asked them for their blood. “We need blood samples for ‘eh doc, he needs to test blood types right sharp. Maria’s life depends on it.” The young man patiently waited and carefully took the blood from Ash but not from Zoie before darting off back to the infirmary quick as a flash. He knocked on the door and found Victor hunched over his little testing area with his notepad beside him with names and blood types dotted beside them as he tested each sample.

[color=khaki]“Merci! Merci, merci, merci!”[/color] He took the samples and sent the runners back to their positions and began to run the rest of his tests. It appeared that they had a lot of variety in their blood types with only a few gaps so far. That was a good sign. He continued his work in finding a donor for Maria.[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=peru]Agnes Brynja Johannsson[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://65.media.tumblr.com/a672aa436e281755799f1f9a1fd7bc3c/tumblr_o0r4w43Mnq1tm7lt6o1_500.png[/img][hr][hr][b]Location:[/b] Smokey Road, half hour in front of zomquake.
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Bridgette (with words), Astrid, Neisha and Nallore (by proxy)[hr][b][Interaction Tags:[/b] [@Sigil] [@Lady Amalthea] [@Nallore] [@Caits][/center][hr]
Having still not decided what to do about the Valkyrjur before her, Bryn just continued rolling silently down the road onto Smokey Road itself and she finally figured out that the mass amount of groaning was coming from the South. That meant that she was going to be going North, same general direction that the Valkyrjur appeared to be going. 

She had been alone for so long that it didn’t seem right approaching a person now. She had been fine with the kid in the school, sure, but that was someone that posed her no threat. These two most definitely did. Then just as she had decided not to talk to them, the one not pulling the wagon began to come her way. Bryn grabbed her bat and waited for the inevitable threats and mudslinging to proceed but she was surprised when the woman worded a friendly warning to her and a proposition instead.

Perhaps now was the time to find people for a while before moving on once the coast was clear. If they knew of a possible safe area then it was worth going with them, wasn’t it? [color=peru]“Alright. Thanks.”[/color] She didn’t say much else but she decided not to start up Grace until it was time to move. Grace could purr as quiet as a kitten when she wasn’t going at higher speeds, so moving along at the pace of the horses on her bike wouldn’t cause much issue fortunately.

She followed the Valkyrie and quirked a brow at the question. Her work? Yes, it was, but it wasn’t something she wanted to share. This person was a complete stranger to her, why would she share information with a complete stranger. Just because this Valkyrie called Bridgette shared her information freely and willingly didn’t mean that Bryn would be doing the same. A simple grunt was all the answer that Bryn was willing to give, so this woman could take it however she damn well pleased.

Bryn would play nice eventually, but not until she knew their information wasn’t about to lead her into a worse situation than she would have been in without their warning. A false sense of security perhaps? Possibly not, but she didn’t want to be naïve about the situation. She knew the people in this world and she did not trust them.

As they made their way further onto the road, Bryn could see two other figures with the second Valkyrie and she scowled a little. She watched one climbing onto the wagon while the other rose up onto the back of the horse with the Valkyrie and she wondered where the two new faces had come from. Then she smelt the smoke and saw a house starting to burn. A distraction or something else? Bryn felt uncomfortable but knew that with a horde on their heels that numbers meant higher chance for her survival in this particular situation.
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