[quote=AnriuSB]
Ariela~~~Footsteps..followed by a strange hand upon her head..The voice gave away him away as a man. The sadness within it gave him away as kind. The words he used gave him away as foolish. He did not know her suffering, nor did he know her hatred. "You speak as though I can still turn back... It is too late for me.." She lowered her head as his hand lifted of of it. She curled into the fetal position and wept softly. "You could never understand... None of you could.." She sat their, unmoving, whimpering softly into her one companion. The simple cor eof warmth that had seen her through the winter. It had been cold, but she had survived. She did not need help then and she would not take it now."Leave. Before something bad happens to the both of us." Her blind eyes stared up into what she thought to be his current location. His presence hovered over her, it was suffocating, she loathed it. "Leave me be!" She suddenly screamed, shooting up from her fetal position. She was now standing upright, tears streaming out of her dead eyes. "I don't want your pity! I don't want your help! Humans are dirty! And you are know different!" She broke down, unable to do anything other than mutter the same phrase over and over. "too many times..." She fell too her knees once more. The crowd had stooped and know encircled the two of them, silent and watching. It was like they were observing some animal at a foreign zoo. She felt their stares, heard the deafening silence that gave away their unwanted presence. "EVERYONE JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" She ran past the man who had approached her, blindly running in the direction of a police hover car, who's sirens had triggered the worry of another woman just two blocks up from Ariela's corner...Ariela was moments from being struck...
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Shortly after he gave the coins to the beggar girl, Thanar heard a commotion behind him. Stopping and turning, he saw the girl have some sort of emotional outburst and sprint away, directly into the path of a hover car.

His mind slowed down, as it often did in such situations, allowing him time to think and calculate.

[i][b]Observation:[/b] It is near-certain that girl will be hit by the car. Judging from the speed it's travelling at, the impact will most likely be fatal or cause mortal injury. This will most likely be seen as a serious event: the girl will be dead or dying, the driver probably imprisoned and the man who caused the girl such distress also likely to receive some form of punishment.

[b]Measurement:[/b] Only I have the speed to get to her in time, using my windcore ring. 

[b]Argument:[/b] If I do not save her, she will most likely die.

[b]Counter-Argument:[/b] This will be a severe delay and I have important business. Furthermore, she is only a beggar girl and therefore mostly unimportant.

[b]Logical Answer:[/b] Continue on my way.

[b]Emotional Answer:[/b] Save the girl.

[b]Course of Action:[/b] Save the girl.[/i]

All this having passed in a fraction of a second, Thanar ran back towards the area, concentrating on his windcore ring, feeling the air build up beneath him until he released it and shot forwards, riding on a gale to slam into the girl and snatch her out of the path of the hover car. He hits the ground hard, taking the impact and feeling something break in his left arm, the one he had grabbed the girl with.

Crying out in pain, he quickly dragged himself to his feet and examined his arm. The hand was at an odd angle and the skin around the wrist was discoloured and bruised. Broken wrist, then. Swearing under his breath at the lack of any sort of core that he could use to heal it or at least alleviate the pain, he returned to the girl and checked her for injuries.

((I'm assuming he succeeds here, obviously.))