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*Scatty looks over and her mouth drops open*
Scatty: Aoife?!
*Aoife takes a few slow steps forwards then runs to Scatty and hugs her tightly*
Aoife: We thought you lost...

*Gun fire still sounds from the forest*

OOC: Still playing DC if anyone down

OOC: Played a wonderful game with Jack and ZK, reenacted D-day with Tau and got my ass kicked.

OOC: You did pretty well V. You kept me on my toes there. And blew up my minefield, and not in the fun way.

BIC: Told ya I knew her.

*wanders into the kitchen*

*Scatty winces bug hugs back just as tightly*
Scatty: You've been looking for me again?
*Aoife nods*
Aoife: For about 200 years now...

*Gun fire finally ceases in forest*

OOC: It was a good game V, crazy as hell.

*Quetz looks up at Wade when he walks in*
Quetz: I thought you were going to a fight club?

*Aoife and Scatty are both crying and still hugging each other*

I went. And then ran into a teenage mutant ninja girl, who I guess is Scat's sister or something. And now I'll have to make the trip there later.

*shrugs*

I really just wanted something to do, so I guess mission accomplished.

*Quetz looks surprised*
Quetz: Aoife is here!? Now?!

Yeah. Probably still hugging Scat or something.

*shrugs and starts making a sandwich*

Go and look for yourself if ya want.

*Huitz looks over from the couch at Scatty and Aoife*
Huitz: AOIFE?! *Aoife looks over and looks shocked again*
Aoife: Grandad?!
*Quetz pokes his head out of the kitchen*
Aoife: Quetzacoatl?! What is this place?!
Scatty: It's a nice place to be. The Flamels, Joan and Francis, everyone! *Grins even wider and wipes her eyes*
And Niten. Niten is here too.
*Aoife is still in shock from all this*

*sighs and finishes his sandwich before going to his bedroom*
Late. Maybe that Billy mission thing is giving her trouble. Or Vanden's just busy. I don't fething know.

OOC: That's me for the night. Goodnight everyone.

*Jake stumbles from woods, holding his side.*

*He makes his way, back to the room*

*Prometheus is still admiring the exterior as he sees Jake*
Prometheus: Woah there! Are you alright lad?


OOC: Night BJ. Vanden's probably asleep right now TBH.

*Jake walks passed Prometheus, a fine trail of blood follows behind him*

OOC: Night Jack

*Prometheus stops Jake*
Prometheus: Hold on, we need to get that looked at, do you know if there's a medic around here?

*Jakes hand become a blur, and one of the magnums finds it's way to his left hand.*

Jake: I don't know you so please step back.. now.

*Jakes gums are bloody as well, a line of dried blood runs from the side of his mouth*

*Prometheus ignore the gun*
P: Do you know Scatach? I'm her uncle, now c'mon you need help.

*A wet cough wracks Jakes body*

Jake: Jus.. jus.. stay. *Jake collapse, his gun clatters to the ground*

*Oy burst from the med bay*

Oy: Ake! Ake! Urt!

*He skids to a halt , looks at prometheus showing his teeth, and growling..*

*Prometheus picks up Jake and enters the room he stops briefly as his mouth falls open at all the familiar faces.*
Prometheus: I- This boy needs a medic! *Quetz looks at Huitz*
Quetz: Get Cal! *Huitz nods and runs to Morrigan's room and hammers on the door*
Huitz: Jake is injured! Cal get out here! *Cal opens the door and follows Huitz and Prometheus to the medbay not noticing Scatty or Aoife*
Cal: Lay him here, *Prometheus lays Jake down and Cal begins working on him*

*Jake has a multiple gunshot wounds, mostly all in the lower abdomen. His eyes flutter open*

Jake: Cal.. I have the.. chalk.. he wants.. the chalk..

*Oy paces around Jakes bed, with visible concern on the bumblers face*

*Cal looks confused*
Cal: The chalk? What does that mean? What chalk?

*Jakes hand weakly reaches into his pocket pulling out what appears to be chalk, he weakly holds it out to Cal*

Jake: Safe.. must..

*Jake then closes his eyes again, his hand begins to slacken, and falls*

*Cal puts the chalk in a tray and goes back to Jake*
Cal: Oh no you don't you little... *Is digging out bullets and patching wounds*

*Jake becomes incredibly pale as cal works on him, the chalk hums with eldritch power causing the tray to vibrate.*

*Cal starts a transfusion and digs the last bullet of Jake before closing the wound*
Prometheus: Will he be all right?
Cal: Who can tell with him.... go, say hi to everyone. They seem to know you at least. *Sits tiredly next to Jake ready to react should something go wrong while Prometheus goes out to greet Scatty*

Prometheus: How did you get so hurt? *Looks concerned as he hugs his niece*
Scatty: I was saving a friends fiancee.It's a long story I'll tell you later.

*Little sparks of energy flicker from the chalk*

*Jake opens his eyes*

Jake: We.. don't have.. much time..

*He begins to stand, hand outstretched towards the chalk*

Door..

*Cal hands over the chalk*
Cal: Don't have much time? What now?!

*Looks down too*

*Giggles*

Okay, you stay here, and I'll go get you clothes and food.

*Gives Yarrick a quick peck on the lips and hops out into the wardrobe*

OOC I fell asleep, and I'm going back to sleep. See youse in an hour I guess.

*Jake grabs the chalk, black veins of energy crawl up his hand.*

Jake: Door.. must door..

*He stumbles towards a blank wall, lights flicker on, and off*