Re: The Party Pooper + Everyone
Zatanna wasn't sure if she wanted to laugh or cry, watching Bruce moving. It was all so surreal. (Absently, she noted the little orphan ran to meet one of their guardians and promptly burst into tears, but she didn't have time to worry about him just then-- she had a bigger baby to deal with.)
"Bruce, stop it," Zatanna ordered, although the waver in her voice stopped it from sounding as strong as she meant it to. Someone handed her a cloth and she placed it between her hand and the wound. "You shouldn't move-- you were shot." But seeing as he was already sitting up, she tried to brace him.
Biting her lip, she tried to decide if it was better to wait for the paramedics or take him to the hospital herself. On the one hand, it would probably be safer to wait here but there were other people injured here that also needed help and she could take him to the doctor via limo herself...
No, she had to do something. Zatanna couldn't just wait around; she hadn't been able to do anything before but now-- now she could. "Bruce, do you think you can stand? Maybe walk?" she asked slowly. "If you can, I think we should try to get you to the hospital..." Before this place became a total zoo.