It was just his luck. Tim hadn’t even been in Central City a full week and he’d already managed to get shot. While in pain, the bullet had hardly broken the skin at all, but it was impeding his motion. He quickly crawled into the nearest building he could find before stripping off his armor and tearing open the underarmor, quickly applying a homemade salve to the wound, all the while keeping on his mask as he looked around.
Out on patrol, Cisco head a gunshot and ran towards it, hoping to catch some sort of criminal. Instead, he saw a wounded man in some sort of suit just before he entered a building. Cisco followed him, and with a shadow still concealing his face, he entered the building. “You need some help? You’re going to bleed out if you don’t get medical help.” He said in a low voice.
Cisco backup 