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By Dark Wolf
Lunar and I just got back from a patrol, and I am about to fall asleep…
Tonight I went on patrol with Antiman, Icarus, Lady Sapphire, Lunar Veil, and Trinity. We parked in the Pearl District, and then we paired off: Antiman & Trinity, Icarus & Lady Sapphire, and Lunar Veil & I.
Lunar and I walked up to Pioneer Court House Square (roughly 15-20 blocks), and we found a guy sitting on the steps with another guy standing over him looking nervous. We didn’t think anything of it, until we got closer. The man standing caught a glimpse of us, and then he hastily walked away. We thought it strange, and then heard odd sounds coming from the man sitting on the steps. It was a very hoarse voice, as if someone was trying to talk like a demon or who was suffering from throat cancer. The man was African, mid-thirties, and wore tattered clothes–transient? Lunar knelt beside him and asked him if he was okay; yet, it was very difficult to understand what he was saying. We caught random words such as, “giant bug,” and “the yellow man.” I gave him a quick oculomotor examination which he couldn’t do, I took out my pen torch and found that his pupils were extremely dilated, and then I took out my thermometer and found that he was running a fever. I didn’t have my cell on me at the time, so I asked Lunar to call 911, yet her cell battery was dead. He was sweating profusely, so I gave her an instant hot & cold pack, and then I went to get help. It was amazing…at 1.00 AM in the morning; there was no one to be seen. I decided to head for the car. Once I arrived at Pioneer Court House Square, it seemed that he had become a bit responsive. I asked him if he would mind if we were to take him up to a local hospital, and he refused. Lunar spoke to the guy for a minute, and then he agreed to go. We helped him to the car; he lied down in the back, and Lunar and I were in the front. The hospital was around 15 minutes away. Once we hit I26, he began to have a seizure. Lunar unbuckled herself and jumped into the back, as I kept driving. When we got there, I ran in and told the onsite cop that we needed help, and he came out with a medic. They brought a gurney, and off the guy went.
For the next 20 minutes, Lunar and I were being asked 50 questions from the cop. The great thing was that we went to the exact same hospital in which I work. So I tried to be as open as possible, with divulging as little information as possible. Hopefully no one knew who I was.
In the end, Darren (the guy we took in) had shot up with some laced or tainted meth. As we left and got into the car, I noticed that the back seat had a nice pool of puke waiting for Lunar to clean up. Oh, merry christmas to us.
 

I just posted up some pics of progress on my new uniform so far…FYI bandana fighting is a real self-defense/street fighting technique that I decided it might be prudent to take back up. If you wanna find out more, Google it and buy a book or somethin.
There are elbow pads underneath the jacket, and I’m wearin re-inforced adjustable kneepads. Why? Because rollerblades will be a future source of mobility. I always use wheels when I can. I don’t drive. The construction of the whole uniform makes a little more sense now, huh?
The vest unzips down the front, and has 2 cargo pockets. I only have 1 small utility pouch attached to the belt right now, which conceals nicely.
You can’t really see my backpack in any of the pics, but it’s waterproof and lightweight. This carries my water and literature, also any special supplies I might need for the night.
The Ankh (dubbed the X-Ankh) stands for the ancient key of Life (and Death). True Liberation can only come from knowledge, since you can only work with what you know. If you didn’t know you could walk, how could you make it to work without a wheelchair? But I’m goin on and on…
The edges of the X-Ankh glow in the dark after being exposed to lite for at least 60 seconds.
I’m workin on the rollerblades.