[RL with Tseng]

[ddd_zack]

Construction of Edge was progressing pretty damned well, all things considered. At least Zack thought so. Resources were scarce, but everyone was pitching in to help make their shattered home a good place to live again. It reminded him of his hometown - he hadn't been there when Gongoga's reactor had blown up, but he'd seen the aftermath and the

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[company_bitch]

Tseng heard the sound of the screaming and the crashing even over the roar of his car's motor. He turned and quickly raced in its direction, and arrived just in time to see the first rock being thrown.

He parked, threw the door open and stepped out, then fired his gun into the air.

"Everyone stop! Those engaged in rioting will be arrested."

He didn't have the legal authority to do that anymore, but the voice of Tseng of the Turks still carried a huge weight of fear. Hopefully it would make them stop and think, rather than turning their fury upon Tseng.

[ddd_zack]

The sound of Tseng's voice, combined with the gunshot and the tension already caused by the accident itself, was enough to panic the crowd completely. They scrambled to get away from the Turk with the gun, tripping over the debris and each other.

"Tseng! Thank the gods - get this guy out from under here," Zack called, the strain in his voice betraying the desperate effort he was putting into keeping the crane lifted. A massive bruise was spreading over his shoulder, and blood was trickling into his eye from a cut on his brow.

[company_bitch]

Tseng did see the danger, but hadn't wanted to approach into the line of fire. Not only would it have been useless, but it might have caused Zack to lose his focus and drop the crane.

Now that the crowd had disbursed, he holstered the gun and ran forward, bending down and putting his hands around the man, dragging him out from under the crane without much finesse or gentleness.

"He's clear," he said, the instant the man's shoes emerged from under the machine.

[ddd_zack]

With a groan Zack let go and jumped back. The crash the machine made as it hit the ground was loud enough to deafen him for a moment.

"Thanks," he gasped, leaning over and bracing his hands on his knees, just panting and letting himself shake in reaction. "Fuck, that was close. You have any potions? He needs one pretty bad." He knew there were some kept on each construction site in case of an emergency like this one, but only the supervisors had the keys and the super was long gone.

His own injuries could wait until he got home, or even be tended to properly with bandages. Potions were precious resources these days.

[company_bitch]

Tseng nodded and pulled two of them out of his pocket. Though potions were precious, he had resources. He'd even gone so far as to acquire some on other worlds that were similar to Gaia, passing them off as the same to allay suspicion.

He bent low and helped the man to sit up enough to tip the potion down his throat, then he held the other one out to Zack. It wouldn't be enough to cure him completely, but it would help.

"Come on, let's get out of here," he said, straightening and pulling out his PHS. "I'll call an ambulance for him."