Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170125214247/@comment-24438639-20170201023108

"Not good, not good at all" Muttered Strauss as he came upon a dying man leaning against a lightpost on the road, the man had his hand on a gun with his finger on the trigger, across the street layed another man head down clearly dead.

Strauss looked at the dying man, his eyes were unfocused and he was seating profusely. Strauss grabbed the mans gun wielding arm, and pried the pistol from him, before throwing it two the side. The man seemed to be coming to, and began clawing at Strauss trying to get him away, Strauss covered face betrayed no emotion as he continued his work. Grabbing a knife, he peeled away the mans clothes until he found the wound, unholstering his weapon he fire it at the mans gun. The gun being metal began to turn red as it absorbed the heat.

"Please get away from me...dont kill me" The dying man said looking at the black dressed stranger.

Strauss didnt awnser instead using his right hand to grab the mans wounds and grab into the bloody wound. The man screamed in pain as Strauss removed the bullet and threw it aside, then grabbing the heated pistol he pressed it against the mans wound as the screaming continued louder than before.

A few minutes later Strauss stood over the man, his wound bandaged as Strauss took out a stimpack and injected the man. Strauss then went to the body across the road, grabbed the valuables and continued walking. The dying man was going to live, with a scar to tell a tale.