Who: Anyone at or around the Tower Apartments.
When: The fifteenth of January, just after five.
Where: The Tower Apartments.
Summary: Remember how that threat went out to the police? Remember how they're clearly not happy? Well. Turns out, this was their target.
Warnings: Violence, strong language, adult content. It's
this event, which tells you
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Soul groaned. He was half on his side, and half on his front. A bubble of nausea rocketed through him and he just barely stopped himself from vomiting. A part of him registered that that was a sign of a concussion, but the rest of him felt odd, almost too weak and in pain than he should be. He tested the movement of his limbs first, glad to find that none were broken as far as he could tell.
But then his ribs and shoulder blades flared up in agony. The wings under his shirt and jacket were being crushed by a large piece of concrete and he was vaguely sure by the feel of it when he tried to move them, one was almost severed. Then he tasted blood coming up his throat.
Fantastic.]
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She stops in the hallway, catching her breath for a moment before shoutimg out. It was nearly impossible to see anything, with all of the collected dust and debris already all over. ] Does anybody need help?
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[He's not in need of any outside assistance to find where he is, and he's on what's left of the seventh floor in record time. Claire might possibly catch a bit of a blur going past her as Gohan hurries toward the scene.]
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Hnn. Here. [His voice is gravelly and almost above a whisper. A part of him gripes on the inside about how uncool this was, but it's not that important, now is it? Wait, what was that second thing she said?]
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Soul! [Okay, that slab of concrete? Gets tossed right off. Like it weighs nothing.]
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Gohan... thanks.
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Come on, we have to get him out of here before something else happens.
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I'm... right here. Y'know. [Then the arm holding him up trembles and collapses a little, jarring him. He groans and his face scrunches up. Then he turns his head to the side to spit out more blood. Internal bleeding: fun. But luckily, he doesn't fall all the way on his back. Yet.]
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[He blinks for a second as he notices the wings for the first time.] Since when do you have . . . Nevermind. Not important.
[He glances up at Claire this time. Oh, she'd followed him? He hadn't bothered to notice, honestly. That's terrible of him, isn't it?] Right, Miss.
[He looks vaguely apologetic at Soul for a second; he doesn't really register the surprise.] Sorry. But we really do need to get you out of here. [He's careful when he starts lifting Soul; he doesn't want to do anymore damage.]
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Come on, he needs to get looked at before he goes into shock. [ She's determined to save people today. ]
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But for now, he just nods at Gohan and a choked yelp escapes him when he gets put over the kid's shoulder. Where was all this strength coming from? And damn this was embarrassing, but he just scrunches his face against the pain in his broken ribs and wings and coughs up more blood.
Then he feels Claire touch his back and tenses up grunting in more pain as she accidentally put pressure on the non-exposed wing and from there he starts to get worse. His breathing slows and he can't see straight.]
Don't... do tha... hnn.
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[He catches the glance out the window, and wonders what Claire is thinking.] I can use the window to get us all out. I can fly, and everything, so . . .
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If you can, try to get Kurt Hummel to help you. He can heal these wounds. [ Talking to both Soul and Gohan this time, but looking at Gohan. He was like wonder boy or something. ]
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