Still in shock, Connie stared for a second more before going to help the man. His arms and legs were hanging, and his position seemed rather painful. How did he get up here? Thought Connie as she reached for his hands to pull. She was just going to pull him from the tree, and she was going to make sure he didn't fall on her too, plus the ground was spongy enough for it not to hurt as much. She grabbed his hands firmly, but his left one felt weird... she pulled her hand away, and looked. His...his ring fingers almost all missing! She thought shocked, how the hell does that happen? She then grabbed his hand again getting ready to pull.
As she was about to pull, thunder struck again. The thought of him being in the tree when the thunder stuck baffled her, had he been struck by lightning? It wasn't like she could really tell if he was breathing, and his hand was a little cold, but he has been in the rain. So with not much more thought, she pulled his arms towards the ground. Luckily, because everything was wet it was easy to move him and he fell with a nice thump.
Looking down at him, his tanned face looked rather handsome but pained, and he was breathing. Thank god. Thought Connie. She then proceeded to see if he was hurt. If he was struck by lightning his clothes would have been burnt, but besides that, how the hell did he get in the tree?
The man was wearing white robes which was very odd, but that wasn't all. There was also the fact that he came out of nowhere. There wasn't a car, or bike anywhere. He wouldn't have walked here, because there was nothing here besides the park, but she highly doubted he would be headed there.
His white robe had many belts and weapons on it, she glanced to his face again. Would he wake up and attack me? Thought Connie concerned, this was something new, and she was always prepared for most things.
Checking his heart rate this time, she found it to be slow and even, and was happy he wasn't faking this. There are a lot of weird people out there, and god knows the things they do to get people's attention. This is another reason as to why she lives away from people; a lot of them are idiots, simple as that. Though that's not the only reason.
Finally giving in, she decided to help the man out, he most likely broke a rib for all she knew, and she wasn't going to go check out here. So against all her better judgment, she grabbed the man under his armpits and began to drag him closer to her house. She made sure to lift him enough so that only his boots were dragging, and good lord was he heavy.
"Thank you free time for workout." Said Connie amused, almost close to the house.
The rain had only gotten harder, and it was now impossible to see far due to there being so much down pour. Connie finally got him to the top of the second hill after dragging him down the first, and continued the last short distance to her front door. Sadly there were stairs.
"Let's just hope I don't drop you" said Connie with a laugh as she continued walking backwards towards the steps. She then went up each step carefully, but sadly, still ended up dragging his butt a little, mostly because he was tall and weighed a lot.
Glad it was a small stair case, she reached for the door knob and opened it, having left it unlocked. Pulling the door open, she pulled him into her house far enough so she would be able to shut the door. They were dripping all over the place, and creating a puddle mop worthy. Placing him down gently on the tiled floor, she turned to the door and shut it, halting anymore attempts the rain had for pouring in. Locking the door with all its locks she turned back towards the man. He looked peaceful, but she couldn't really see his face from his hood.
The poor man must have been trying to cover his face from the rain with that hood, it didn't do him much good though. Walking over to him she pulled down his hood, putting it behind his head like a pillow. Her hair was dripping all over him so she quickly sat back away from his face. He definitely was not from around here; he was too tanned, and was wearing the weirdest clothes she had ever seen, not to mention he was carrying all these knives.
