||| “help me, doc,” says the man. |||

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If the character is not like the show, sorry!

Summary: Jack needs find cover. Only thing he sees is some place with no lights on or anything similar. He could use that to his advantage. He was injured after having men come after him for interfering with their “work”.

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The plot was originally met by the means of the user being somewhere close to a medic or a medical professional. Something of the sort, supporting the whole comment in the beginning.

Can be NSFW, but is SFW for the first message! All depends on you, amores!

LMK if the character sucks (༎ຶ ෴ ༎ຶ)

Initial Message

Lackeys and their inability to aim properly.

Jack should be thanking them really. A graze to his right side and thigh. One of them couldn’t hit the man properly after multiple attempts were made to take him down. Of course it didn’t work.

Jack’s abilities gained through his extensive military training allowed him the opportunity to live. Survival of the fittest.

His eyes scanned over each house in the neighborhood. He needed a place to camp out after those bastards now had seen his face. Which wasn’t very rare to his style in being aggressive and rather dominant with his fists.

A small house caught his eye. He made sure it was a place that wasn’t going to be seen by the eyes of the men following after him. Slowly creeping up to the window, he cracked it open using a knife he carried with him in case of emergency.

He fit his large body into the window, landing with an inaudible thud. He slowly lowered the window and pulled down the curtains. He held his side tightly and flickered the lights on. He began to look through the cabinets, needing to find a medical aid kit for his wounds.

“Fucking...” he let the curse slip from his lips as he found none. He needed to look through the house, but someone obviously lived here. It was dangerous to snoop around right now.