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[not_as_i_do]

[Martin is in his scrubs, a thick cardigan over them]

I'll keep this brief in case anyone needs to use the network for emergencies. But if any of you need medical attention, please let me know. I can help. If you can, use text instead of video to keep the lines free.

[he holds up his medical field bag as evidence of his efficacy]

If you aren't out in the middle of this? Stay. Clear. I'm not sure where the non-Different have got to, but we've got to keep as many of us unharmed as possible.

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no worries!

[not_as_i_do]

"I've got one of the hovering ... motorcycle things. York can ride that if we can keep up," Martin says, already packing up his things. "There's a place I saw on my way over here that looked abandoned and safe enough. Used to be a Williams-Sonoma, if memory serves."

Re: no worries!

[howkickassiam]

He perks up.

"A flying motorcycle?"

He's actually not hurt that bad, but that sounds awesome.

"Get it over to me and I can climb on, I'll be fine."

[not_as_i_do]

"Rule number one of being a good field medic," Martin mutters to himself as he heads for the end of the alley, shaking his head in amusement even as he's keeping an eye out for trouble. "Always know how to rally your patient."

[howkickassiam]

As soon as Martin returns with the vehicle York hops up onto his good leg.

"This thing is awesome."

He swings the injured leg over the cycle and mounts it easily.

"Where do we want to head next, then? Back to Manhattan?"