[OPEN] 'a series of attacks,' they said.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

Nevada was going down the sidewalk, going home from getting something quick to eat. He was sick of being in a wheelchair. It was seriously starting to bother him. He was tired of not being able to work, of the way Zander kept telling him to take it easy.

He was passing an alley when he saw familiar red eyes in front of him. "August, stop.. I just wanna go ho-" He started when August yanked him up, throwing him into the alley. Nevada didn't stumble back trying to catch his balance, he just fell. He pulled himself up into a sitting position, chewing on his lip.

"What's wrong? Can't walk?" August smirked, leaning down. Nevada gagged as he felt August's tongue shoved into his mouth.

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'Gotta get up.. Gotta walk..' He thought, pulling himself up against the wall. He walked slowly, stumbling mostly as he used the wall for support. "Ow, okay.." He breathed, leaning against the wall. He chewed on his lip, closing his eyes. 'This hurts..' He thought faintly, ready to pass out.

[ryan leonardo matson]

Ryan heard the scuffle, struggle, thought nothing of it originally. He had planned on getting totally wasted tonight, had nothing to grade or work on, had seriously thought about turning in his badge.

He rounded the corner, saw August slinking away, thought the guy on the ground was dead at first. Hatefully instinct took over, he whimpered at the painful transition between human and wolf, savagely chasing August off the rest of the way before bounding back towards the alley.

With a whimper, he nudged the guys hand, offering support. He looked like he could barely even walk, planned on leading him to his truck where he could shift and get dressed, maybe drive him back to where he needed to be.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

Nevada wanted to scream. All he saw was a wolf, the first thing going through his mind was that he was going to be eaten. He scratched the top of his head gently, his heart pounding painfully fast in his chest; he had been over working himself. Not that he would admit it. He knew Jayson and Zander would worry.

"It's okay.." He told the wolf, running his fingers slowly through his fur. He groaned as he put his hand against the wall again, shakily starting to walk. 'This is too fucking tedious..' He thought. He didn't want to be forced to walk, but knowing August, he had wrecked his only means of transportation, and he didn't have his crutches his doctor had told him to get. They were back at his house. He slowly took his steps, not covering much ground, but still walking, nonetheless.

[ryan leonardo matson]

Ryan led him slowly and patiently towards his truck about a block away, parked at one of the bars. He tugged the keys from under the shadow of the front tire and stepped on the fob, unlocking the doors for him and waiting patiently, staring at the clothes in the drivers seat, licking his lips with a faint whine.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

Nevada walked slowly to the truck, slowly getting the hang of walking. It wasn't easier, but it was simpler. Especially with the wolf. He couldn't help thinking he was tame for what he was. Until he realized he was a human otherwise. He grabbed the clothes for him, walking slowly to the other side of the truck where he sat them down. He rounded the truck just as slowly, using it for support.

"There. That's what you wanted, right?" He asked, slowly lowering himself to the asphalt. He closed his eyes, leaning against the truck. He was beyond exausted. He hoped the crutches made it easier to walk.

[ryan leonardo matson]

Ryan grabbed them in his jaws and bounded around the corner, shifting in an alley with a grimace and pulling his clothes on. He rubbed at a tattooed arm, running a hand through his hair as he made his way back towards the truck, and slid don next to the guy. "Damn that hurts.. you alright?" He glanced over at him. "I can give you a ride somewhere, if you need."

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

Nevada shook his head, closing his eyes. "Yeah, I'd imagine it does hurt.. Growing fur and shifting into a completely different bone structure? Yeah. Sounds painful." He mumbled, running his hands slowly up and down his legs.

"I'm actually closer to my house than I was.. I'll get there. It's not far." He insisted. It would take him forever to get there, possibly. But he was adament that he would get there on his own. He was stubborn as always. And that wouldn't change just because he had started walking again.

[ryan leonardo matson]

"You were just fucking attacked by a vampire, and I can only guess the things August did to you, come on. It's no time out of my pocket, I planned on just going and getting shitfaced and I can do that virtually anywhere." He shrugged, then pulled out his badge. "Haven't turned this baby in yet, either.." Chewing on his lip thoughtfully, he sighed and tossed it down next to himself.

[nevada 'vegas' jayvon hanson]

"And I had a heart attack like, a week ago. He just decided to make me feel like shit. 'It's not your fault, it's your body's reaction' they say." He wiped the front of his drying jeans.

"Well, I would offer for you to come over, but you're a cop and uh.. I don't need to spend the night in jail. I kind of have a boyfriend I need to go see in the morning." He said, slowly pulling himself to his feet. It hurt to walk, but he had to. "Unless you just want to come drink with me, in which case, you're more than welcome to.."

[ryan leonardo matson]

"Right, a damn good cop I am," He scoffed softly. "Sorry about the heart attack, and as for the drinking, we'll see. Just please let me at least drive you home, I don't want to go sniffing out your boyfriend because you disappeared in the middle of the night." He slid the badge back into his pocket and stood, offering him a hand up.