Officer Tigraine nods, his hazel eyes looking into the distance. "I agree...too much death. I had never killed anyone until yesterday. Now I have killed many men...and monsters alike". He shudders and his face contorts and his voice almost breaks. "What is going on"? The break in composure is gone as soon as it appeared and he is once again solid. "I don't know what's happening, but I have duties. I must protect these civilians...then perhaps I can find my son". He looks to Hudson and nods. "Your pistols will do, we need every gun we can get. I hate to ask again...but do you have any ideas as to how we can defend against the next attack? These bikers have always been a pain in the ass but now they believe they're is no law. They are violent and blood thirsty...especially since we have the leader of the gang's girl imprisoned inside". Officer Tigraine darts his head suddenly and raises his gun. "Did you hear that"? [spoiler]Listen check Hudson.[/spoiler]
Chuck moves over to the wounded man. He greets the cop then kneels down to examine his wounds. The woman kneeling nearby looks at Chuck with what looks like hope, desperate hope, perhaps she is a relative or lover of the wounded man. The man grunts as Chuck moves his clothes aside to gauge the severity of his wounds. Chuck utters soothing words. The impact of the grenade's blast definitely had struck the man hard. He had a moderate concussion judging by the way he slurred his words when asked questions and he had a tendency to randomly lose consciousness. Besides this, shrapnel from the fragmentation grenade-for that must have been the type-had lodged into his stomach in several places, causing him to bleed externally and most likely internally. Chuck checked his equipment and silently cursed. He did not have the proper equipment to help the man, but he did have enough to keep him alive. "Let's move him inside", Chuck said to the lady kneeling nearby. Together they moved the man inside and Chuck treats him. When the woman asks about his condition Chuck shrugs..."He will live. For now. I need a surgery kit though if I'm going to further treat him".
Lily leaves the rest of the party, stopping by Chuck as he looks over the man. The wounded cop gives her a grateful look as she speaks her words and when she slips the rosary around his neck a tear falls down his cheek. Hopefully Chuck could help him. As she approached the front doors she is met by two more cops on the inside. They remove a wooden slat they rigged and let her pass since they know her a friend. Not to mention Tigraine radioed in and told them to let her pass. Lily walks through the front door, passing the water fountain near the front and the offices nearby. As she walks by she looks in, seeing many scared people huddling together in fear. The civilians Tigraine spoke of. Lily continues on to the back into the Director's office and poses her questions. The Director only shakes his head. "I'm sorry my dear but I know nothing about the why of what's happening. I'm as much in the dark as you are I'm afraid. The only thing I can focus on now is getting these civilians and my men north, to Wyoming".