Oh, the ways in which Jack does not want to be hearing explosions right now.
He doesn't wear his pistol while on the grounds - honestly, Elashte, if you want to protect the place, a militia is going to be necessary at some point here - and he's regretting that now, but he can at least get an assessment of the damage and what the hell caused it before he starts yelling that the Angels are coming. He sprints to the scene-
-to find a single man in a lab coat emerging, looking very much like he just blew the place up on accident.
"What-" Jack pauses. Takes stock of the situation. "...the hell?"
Billy is a bit dazed. It shows. He possibly has a concussion. "Wooooah... okay, that was not supposed to happen," he says woozily, and adjusts his goggles (still crooked, after the adjustment) and runs a gloved hand over his hair.
Buffy's not far behind Jack - she hears explosions, and she tends to come running. That's what happens when you go to Sunnydale.
...Well, okay, most people tend to run away, but... you know.
She comes to a halt just short of Jack, blinking at Billy without seeming to notice Jack. "Billy? Are you okay?" She pauses a moment, takes in the fact that he's still standing and all, and adds, "What happened?"
It's hard for Elashte not to notice when part of his building blows up. He's at his window in an instant, scanning with his mind for anyone hostile, anyone injured - and then, with a few muttered invectives, he hurries into the hall and is immediately intercepted by Malek, who's making his way at doubletime on the one crutch Elashte's mandated for him.
"Boss!" he says, hobbling up with a rapid-fire ba-TUNK ba-TUNK ba-TUNK sort of rhythm. "You all right? Get you to the basement, you go t'ground
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"No one is going to be shot," Elashte says, motioning the gun down. He can see the fire-suppression systems going from where he stands, and he's trying not to cringe at the amount of property damage that no doubt represents. "What happened here?" he asks, though it's mostly a formality - he's already digging through Billy's mind. The man lost his claim to privacy when he blew up part of the Gauche.
Malek skips a few steps forward on his crutch, staring a the smoke. "'ey, you meet a kid named Anya?" he asks of Billy, grinning in a way usually considered unhealthy.
The fact that Eric's running isn't surprising. The surprising thing is he's running towards the disturbance, not away. For a self-proclaimed coward (and completely unashamed of that fact, he'll have you know), it's a little bit out-of-character.
But then, caring about people is one of those things he does so rarely, and... Elashte is a friend, not just his boss. A small part of his mind is convinced that one of these days that fact will get him killed, but at least he'll have excellent company until that happens.
So Eric's coming out to try and Deal With This. His shirt's only half-buttoned, showing his burn-scars, there's a small gun in his hand and, for all the uncertainty of his expression, a noticeable aura of calm around him. It's not targeted, which cuts down on the effectiveness, but he's not feeling anything malicious, and the last thing they need is someone panicking or jumping to conclusions. Either of those things could be very bad for the continued safety of himself and Elashte. Other people, he doesn't care about so
( ... )
Woah. Okay, a bunch of people closing in on him all at once, and with him being slightly concussed, this is head-spin worthy.
"Uh..." he blinks a little and looks at Suzie. "Yeah. I didn't... wonderflonium didn't used to be that explosive." Thank the Rift for that one, sweetie.
His hoodie-wearing shadow, for the record, is silent, with its hands shoved in its pockets. It doesn't have much of anything to say right now. I miss home. Okay, maybe it's got a little background murmuring going on, but nothing important.
Suzie takes in the shadow-mumbling. Cute kid, obviously far away from home... And yes, the fact that Billy's not THAT much younger than she is doesn't change her mental estimation of him as 'kid'.
She sighs and puts her gun away. He doesn't strike her as a threat, and she feels a bit sorry for him.
"Wonderflonium?" she asks, looking into his eyes, checking to see if his pupils match up. Probably it's just a bit of a concussion -- he's acting dazed enough for it to be a distinct possibility -- but she's hoping there are no signs of anything more serious.
Meanwhile, Eric and Jeremy are glaring at each other, as seems to happen every time they're in the same general area.
"Accident, huh?" Jeremy puts the gun away, looking impossibly bored. "Let me know when something interesting happens, would you?"
"You could at least pretend to be concerned," Eric snaps, before holstering his own weapon and turning to Billy. "Hey there. I'm Eric." He keeps his smile nice and comforting, not wanting to alarm the boy, and addressing Suzie and Billy
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He doesn't wear his pistol while on the grounds - honestly, Elashte, if you want to protect the place, a militia is going to be necessary at some point here - and he's regretting that now, but he can at least get an assessment of the damage and what the hell caused it before he starts yelling that the Angels are coming. He sprints to the scene-
-to find a single man in a lab coat emerging, looking very much like he just blew the place up on accident.
"What-" Jack pauses. Takes stock of the situation. "...the hell?"
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...Well, okay, most people tend to run away, but... you know.
She comes to a halt just short of Jack, blinking at Billy without seeming to notice Jack. "Billy? Are you okay?" She pauses a moment, takes in the fact that he's still standing and all, and adds, "What happened?"
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"Boss!" he says, hobbling up with a rapid-fire ba-TUNK ba-TUNK ba-TUNK sort of rhythm. "You all right? Get you to the basement, you go t'ground ( ... )
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Hey, she's not going to shoot, she's just not taking any chances.
Billy puts his hands in the air, right away, though he's dazed and woozy. "Noooo, don't shoot, it was an accident, honest!"
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Malek skips a few steps forward on his crutch, staring a the smoke. "'ey, you meet a kid named Anya?" he asks of Billy, grinning in a way usually considered unhealthy.
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But then, caring about people is one of those things he does so rarely, and... Elashte is a friend, not just his boss. A small part of his mind is convinced that one of these days that fact will get him killed, but at least he'll have excellent company until that happens.
So Eric's coming out to try and Deal With This. His shirt's only half-buttoned, showing his burn-scars, there's a small gun in his hand and, for all the uncertainty of his expression, a noticeable aura of calm around him. It's not targeted, which cuts down on the effectiveness, but he's not feeling anything malicious, and the last thing they need is someone panicking or jumping to conclusions. Either of those things could be very bad for the continued safety of himself and Elashte. Other people, he doesn't care about so ( ... )
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"Uh..." he blinks a little and looks at Suzie. "Yeah. I didn't... wonderflonium didn't used to be that explosive." Thank the Rift for that one, sweetie.
His hoodie-wearing shadow, for the record, is silent, with its hands shoved in its pockets. It doesn't have much of anything to say right now. I miss home. Okay, maybe it's got a little background murmuring going on, but nothing important.
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She sighs and puts her gun away. He doesn't strike her as a threat, and she feels a bit sorry for him.
"Wonderflonium?" she asks, looking into his eyes, checking to see if his pupils match up. Probably it's just a bit of a concussion -- he's acting dazed enough for it to be a distinct possibility -- but she's hoping there are no signs of anything more serious.
Meanwhile, Eric and Jeremy are glaring at each other, as seems to happen every time they're in the same general area.
"Accident, huh?" Jeremy puts the gun away, looking impossibly bored. "Let me know when something interesting happens, would you?"
"You could at least pretend to be concerned," Eric snaps, before holstering his own weapon and turning to Billy. "Hey there. I'm Eric." He keeps his smile nice and comforting, not wanting to alarm the boy, and addressing Suzie and Billy ( ... )
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