Emergency!
Grif PINs into the lobby of the Clinics. He's got someone with him, a man in motorcycle leathers and a helmet of insectoid design. The other man's not really in any good shape to hold himself upright, though, and Grif hadn't really had much time to get a good grip before snatching him from the grasp of the Bad Guys[tm]. Grif thus has to suddenly scramble a bit to keep the man from just collapsing onto the floor. As he does so, he jacks up the volume on his helmet's speakers and calls out, "MEDIC!!"
Hopefully, Grif will be able to get the man checked in for some... fairly major emergency surgery. Getting a pole shoved through you's probably not very good, not to mention whatever else is wrong with him.
Hopefully, Grif will be able to get the man checked in for some... fairly major emergency surgery. Getting a pole shoved through you's probably not very good, not to mention whatever else is wrong with him.