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As Adrian sits back down, he begins not to feel good again. His stomach starts to tumble. "How can these people help us, Lucas? What kinda

medical can they help with?" Adrian looks up at the clerk as Mariam gets some more water for him. Adrian looks around the shop rather aimlessly,

trying to focus on something other than puking all over the floor.

As Mariam helps Adrian still with his balancing act at the moment, she turns to the clerk "And we can be sure to trust this group of people you're speaking of because I do think my friend here needs to rest up a bit and get some medical attention as soon as possible. As you can see, he isn't doing that great and we just can't take the chance of moving on. We also need to get as much information on the people who attacked us and why. So if your willing to help us, we will make it up to you somehow."

Lucas smiles, glancing at a leather jacket hanging on the wall. He admires it fondly as both Adrian and Mariam notice that one of the arms looks to have been ripped or burnt off. "Those were the days." He looks back to the two, "They owe me and it looks like you two need that favor. The way things are looking; you two could use some protection." He smiles back at the jacket then back at Adrian, "Where are you two from?"

Mariam notices that there is a blue colored patch on the shoulder of the jacket, depicting an angel.

Adrian still feeling sick and off balance , he looks up and sees Lucas fondly looking at the leather jacket with the blue angel patch on one arm .
He tries one more time to slowly stand up and get a closer look at the jacket .
"Well Lucas , if you are willing to help us out like that ... As for where are we from ? " , Adrian says while sipping the water slowly .

Adrian, feeling sick and off balance, looks up and sees Lucas fondly looking at the leather jacket with the blue angel patch on one arm.
He tries one more time to slowly stand up and get a closer look at the jacket. "Well Lucas, if you are willing to help us out like that... As for where are we from?" Adrian says while sipping the water slowly.

Lucas looks back to Adrian, "Simple question, where are you from?" He seems to keep an inquisitive stare on both Mariam and Adrian.

Adrian looks back to Lucas "Well lets just say we are kinda from around here ,Lucas ."

Struggling to hold his balance with the sickly feeling in his guy ,"Who are these people you have in mind ?"

Lucas shrugs, "They're mercenaries, really. I would have to contact them. May take them time to get here. I never know where they are."

Mariam looks around and just quickly asks, "When was the last time you had any contact with them? Maybe that time will be coming up here real soon." Ending this with a smile on her face of hope so they can get some answers and once again looking at Adrian and taking care of his wounds as best as she can and with what she has left.

As Adrains balence makes him unstabe while standing there looking at the jacket ,"Mercenaries ? ... What kind of work do they normally do ? "

Adrains attention is drawn to the charred arm of the jacket .
"What happened here ,Lucas ? " Adrain's shaky hand points towards the damaged section .

After a minute of adrain standing , he goes and sits back down against the wall .

Mariam looks around and just quickly asks, "When was the last time you had any contact with them? Maybe that time will be coming up here real soon." Ending this with a smile on her face of hope so they can get some answers and once again looking at Adrian and taking care of his wounds as best as she can and with what she has left.

As Adrian's balance makes him unstable, he staggers there, staring at the jacket, "Mercenaries? What kind of work do they normally do?" He then looks at the charred arm of the jacket, "What happened here, Lucas?" Adrian's pointing finger quivers uncontrollably at the arm. He then collapses back into a chair.

Mariam finds that other than the superficial wounds, there isn't much she can do for Adrian's concussion. Lucas considers Adrian's question then smiles and answers, "I used to be a lot like you two. Always running. The Blue Angels. That's what we were called. We are kind of split up now with everyone doing their own thing. A lot of people died." Taking a moment of nostalgia, Lucas gives Mariam a sidelong glance, then answers, "I don't know. What do mercenaries normally do? Soldiers for hire."

Lucas walks over to the jacket and grabs it and slowly puts it on, careful not to let his prosthetic tear the burnt arm of the jacket. He grins, "I have a safer place to take you if you would like." He spins, letting the bottom of the leather jacket flare outward, "How's it look?"

Adrian looks up and kinda smiles .
"Looks good on you ,Lucas . Sure call your friends . What else is there to do at this point ? "
Adrian takes a deep breathe ,"Safer place ? where is it ? "

Mariam once again takes a deep breathe as she sees Adrian struggling but trying not to show it, and makes him stay still the best she can at this point even to he does not like to listen and do his own thing. She too looks at Lucas, "I know he wants alot of answers right now, but I really think some rest and someone who can look at his head wound but be the first to deal with and everything else can wait til later, if you no what I mean. We really appreciate your help but I think this is the best right now."