"Okay..."<br/>Martin's voice stretched into infinity when he caught the glimpse of the other 'annoyed' person on the courtyard, the one with visible grievious wounds and blood.<br/><br/>"Let's get down, I think they just *had* an accident. We'll probably need to call an ambulance and cops too."<br/><br/>Saying that, Martin just stared more at what exactly was going on.<br/><br/>"Oh fuck, Jayson..."<br/><br/>He grinned unsurely.<br/><br/>"Don't say the 'Z' word..."<br/><br/>Martin winked.