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op (maldito) wrote in doors,

Re: Hotel: Ash D & Shane A
[He swears under his breath and takes the fucking shirt off his back. It's not clean, but it isn't soaked through with blood. Twice, he rips the thing, not attachment to the greasy cotton. Shane ties each of Ash's wrists up as best he can.

He takes a break then, apparently uncaring that he's shirtless in an ancient, sentient hotel with a gun jutting from the back of his jeans. He calls for an ambulance, saying he's found a girl, wounded, outside of an abandoned hotel. With no address on record, it takes a minute for the location to be pinpointed. Once the calls over, he goes back to her side.

With the remaining scrap of shirt, Shane tries to wipe away blood from the wound on her head.] Who the fuck would beat the shit out of a little pregnant girl, who would fucking crucify them, without motive. You better think of something. Tell 'em it was that fucking boyfriend of yours. At least it's believable.