The guy has to have a key on him. Leo crawls over to the man -the pain as long now faded to something bearable; either he got used to it, there's enough adrenaline to mute it or he's getting nerve damage- and gives the body a shove to flip it over.
His eyes are open and glassy. Definitely a corpse. Leo presses his lips together in grim satisfaction as he rummages through the man's coat pockets. The two inside the jacket produce little more than an extra clip for his handgun, which Leo takes. He searches the man's pants pockets- a keyring.
Leo glances up at Mikey, then down at the keys. Looks like he's going to be standing after all, Mike's definitely got a concussion by the way he's listing like that. Leo needs to get him to sit down; if he faints while standing, he'll definitely dislocate his arms if he falls forward.] Mikey, stay awake. Don't fall asleep, okay?
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The guy has to have a key on him. Leo crawls over to the man -the pain as long now faded to something bearable; either he got used to it, there's enough adrenaline to mute it or he's getting nerve damage- and gives the body a shove to flip it over.
His eyes are open and glassy. Definitely a corpse. Leo presses his lips together in grim satisfaction as he rummages through the man's coat pockets. The two inside the jacket produce little more than an extra clip for his handgun, which Leo takes. He searches the man's pants pockets- a keyring.
Leo glances up at Mikey, then down at the keys. Looks like he's going to be standing after all, Mike's definitely got a concussion by the way he's listing like that. Leo needs to get him to sit down; if he faints while standing, he'll definitely dislocate his arms if he falls forward.] Mikey, stay awake. Don't fall asleep, okay?