[@Polaris North][@Kidd][@Afro Samurai]
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An elderly woman answers the 911 call, she sounds tired but remains polite and helpful.
After the standard questions she remains on the line to guide who ever through a basic first aid process until the ambulance arrives.

She lets slip that it has been a busy night stating that 'it must have been a full moon' and that there would be a delay with the ambulance.

The old man continues to be a brash and crude pest to both girls. When not begging and slurring incomprehensible sentences he begins toying with the sports car trying to get inside.

It will take 20 minutes for an ambulance to arrive were a man and a woman will promptly load Azerus into the wagon. They ask a few simple questions mainly of the person who pulled him out and if anyone knew him.

A few minutes later a police officer would arrive on site with the intention to delve a lot deeper with his questioning, pushing quite hard on matters and clearly believing very little of what he was told.
Turns out the car was stolen. 
He has strong suspicion that everyone nearby is involved with drugs.

Shortly after that a tow truck comes to remove the mess.
The injured boy carried no identification on him and is taken to hospital.
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[@Lord of Evil][@CornixElecti]
Natasha didn't give the men the reaction they were expecting. In fact her confidence made them a bit nervous, they paused to look at one another and then again over Natasha.

[i]"A'ight lady, your gonna get it.
I will do it. 
Now give me ya stuff bitch."[/i]

He held the knife out as he stepped forward. Pointing the blade at her threateningly. He was hesitant to attack. His friend was even hesitant to come any closer. 

[i]"Look 'ere."[/i] the knife wielder said waving his weapon at eye level before trying to throw a sneaky right kick that might catch her mid thigh. 
He didn't lead with the knife because he didn't actually want to stab anyone but he couldn't back down in front of his friends. He had hoped intimidation would be enough, that she would give everything up in fear, but now he actually had to act.

At the end of the alleyway, the man who had been standing guard had picked up a steel baseball bat. He stares intently at Stephen trying to stare him down. With a sudden pop of his body he jolts forward a few inches trying to intimidate the man before him.
[i]"Nottin 'appening ere boy. Move on less you want some trouble."[/i] he warns, bringing the bat up on his shoulder and at the ready.