<div class="floatleft">(http://us.123rf.com/400wm/400/400/fabianaponzi/fabianaponzi1208/fabianaponzi120800018/15250628-cool-good-looking-man-with-black-eyes-and-hair.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Daniel " Hook " Zaidoff (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=173794.msg8253829#msg8253829)<br/><strong>Occupation/Status:</strong>Paramedic , ICE surgeon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>West Falls Hospital , Accident site.<br/><strong>Action Summary:</strong>Perform first aid on site , and escort the victim to the hospital.<br/><strong>Tagged Characters:</strong>None.<br/><strong> Open to Others?:</strong>Any.<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>There was a hustle down at West Fall Hospital ER. It was 8 pm when they received a 911 about a hit and run. Daniel & Scott were on the ready for the next go. Working in pairs , this was the second 911 for the night. The Ambulance was ready to roll and so did the two as they hopped into the back , in their faded sky blue scrubs. As far as they were informed , the hitter rode a motorcycle , and the victim was a brunette in her mid twenties. Nothing accurate as sometimes those vigilante callers try their best to assess what they say and fail miserably. Not their fault. They're doing the best they can.<br/><br/>The Ambulance was bolting through the streets , the siren playing the orchestra of Daniel's work life. Patch someone here , save a life there. The usual. You'd think he'd oneday run into an alien to fix him for a change. Scott on the other hand just started 1 year ago and was luck to be paired with Hook. Which simply means he didn't have to do much. He's been out with him in the field only to realize he's there to lift weights when the need arise.<br/><br/>The ' life cab ' came to a halt , the tyre screeching over the hot asphalt , and the backdoors swung open , the two hopping off , Daniel holding his trusty kit and turned to see the woman held by two other females. A brunette , indeed in her mid twenties with a bleeding temple and blistered hands. It must have been the impact. But he'll need more details. He approached them in hurried steps and the first thing he shouted. " No , no , no ... You do not hold someone upright when they were just hit by a bastard ma'am. " The two ladies holding her startled and annoyed by his crude approach. But Daniel didn't even waste his time as he dropped on one knee and held the woman by the shoulders firmly. Looking into her eyes while she seemed to be still hazy after her experience.<br/><br/>" Are you alright? Can you hear me? Look at me ... Yes , perfect baby look at me just like that. " The woman barely responded , her pupil puddled in the bottom of her eyes slowly lifted to meet his black eyes. The women were still there and Daniel gave them a nod. " Thank you , we'll take it from here ... go on move along." Quickly turning his attention to the woman he rest her on the black ground and pulled out the light source pen , Aiming it into her eyes to check her responses. She wasn't in a critical state atleast. Turning to Scott , he called out. " I need a stretcher over here. " As eh waited for him to bring it , he ran his hands over her cheeks , up to her forehead and her head. There was a wet spot there and as he drew his hands there was a bit of blood there. Letting out a sigh he rest her head down and checked her hands , nothing major , just a few blisters.<br/><br/>" Tell me your name. What's your name? " He asked subtly. Holding her head and tilting it a bit to the side , to check the trail of blood on her temple that seemed to trickle from that head injury. It wasn't deep , but it may need a stitch. The woman answered weakly " Traci ... Traci Bradley. " And the Paramedic's voice bounced back in response. " Good Good , you're going to be ok Traci. Do you feel any pain , can you move your legs? " She barely shook her head. She needed medical attention but not to an extreme level. Once the effect of her head injury stops she'll be fine. Scott brought the stretcher , and working in perfect sync Hook held her by her shoulders and Scott held her by her feet and sweeped her on the stretcher. Securing the cuss over her legs and waist they carried her to the ambulance. Hopping in and shutting the door away from the curious bystanders. Daniel flipped their ICE kit open and looked at the woman with assuring eyes. " We'll have to do a bit of stitching , but you're ok with that right? " He said jokingly.