Bite The Hand That Feeds You

[nibelungvalesti]

Who: Tamara, Greg, Ivan, the Doctor
What: Fame has its price. That price is FANS.
When: Varies.
Where: Varies.
Warnings: None expected.

And to think, the day started out so nice...

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[trustme]

[ Oh no- no how can these people not see the scene behind them? That lady needs a doctor- not him but- oh! ]

I'll treat you all to a song if you please call an ambulance for that poor woman over there! Please someone alert the store staff!

[ He waves in the direction of the fallen woman. He can't see her but it's not like she could have moved far. At least someone was over there checking on her. ]

Be good to yourself and others- we always say that at concerts. You know that. So help her!

[nibelungvalesti]

[His entreaties at least get them to look... oh, but someone was helping her already! With a voiced sentiment that she'd surely be fine, the fans turned their attention back to their idol, clamoring for that song he'd promised and still waving their fezes at him.]

[trustme]

[ If they were just going to stand there they could at least do it somewhere other than where someone's bleeding. Doctor isn't about to perform right there of all places. ]

All right everyone, I will perform for you outside- it'd be rude to make a lot of noise in here while people are reading. [ Or bleeding. ] Move to the exits- we'll gather round on the street corner. My ride from Virgo has my cello in the car.

[ He points them down the opposite end of the book shelf, away from the accident. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone to send a quick text. Oh he'll call his bodyguard for help all right. First to make sure that an ambulance is on the way. ]

[nibelungvalesti]

[Someone named Doctor really shouldn't be so squeamish about a little blood!]

[The fans let out a store-disrupting cheer. They're heedless of his actions -- the hurt woman doesn't even register as a person to them, and celebrities are always on their phones, right? They're pretty ungracious about stampeding for the exit he'd aimed them towards, though...]