The Return; [open]
The journey back from wherever the hell they'd been was pretty tense. Between the numerous burns, the bullet wounds, broken bones and lingering threat of smoke inhalation, the group weren't really in the chatty mood.
It was a wonder that they'd even managed to drive. Although some how, Victor had managed to make sense, and so, Pyro had sat in the back and done as he'd been told, 'strap in, sit back, and shut up'. He'd practically been a statue the whole way back. Just sitting and staring at the passenger seat with Victor drove them back to camp. Pyro didn't even spare a look for Jack, sitting right beside him, probably glaring the whole time.
The pain throbbed and as they rolled into the camp, Pyro was almost thankful. He wanted to go find Esme, he wanted to get as far away from the stupid camp as possible. He wanted to keep Jack away from his Demon. But he could hardly stand as they got out of the jeep, and it was like a rush of movement when MPs just suddenly hauled them into the Medical Bay; Jack being directed with something akin to respect while Pyro was nearly dragged. Victor being Victor, no one really bothered to mess with him, and instead the others saw to bringing Evan into the area.
St John jarred his shoulder again, and hissed as he felt the drag of bullet against bone. He really hoped the one in his arm wasn't stuck too, sighing with annoyance as he was directed to a stupid white hospital bed.
[ooc; follows this thread in which serious stuff happens! feel free to aim me if you wish to really know, or read the still on going post.]
It was a wonder that they'd even managed to drive. Although some how, Victor had managed to make sense, and so, Pyro had sat in the back and done as he'd been told, 'strap in, sit back, and shut up'. He'd practically been a statue the whole way back. Just sitting and staring at the passenger seat with Victor drove them back to camp. Pyro didn't even spare a look for Jack, sitting right beside him, probably glaring the whole time.
The pain throbbed and as they rolled into the camp, Pyro was almost thankful. He wanted to go find Esme, he wanted to get as far away from the stupid camp as possible. He wanted to keep Jack away from his Demon. But he could hardly stand as they got out of the jeep, and it was like a rush of movement when MPs just suddenly hauled them into the Medical Bay; Jack being directed with something akin to respect while Pyro was nearly dragged. Victor being Victor, no one really bothered to mess with him, and instead the others saw to bringing Evan into the area.
St John jarred his shoulder again, and hissed as he felt the drag of bullet against bone. He really hoped the one in his arm wasn't stuck too, sighing with annoyance as he was directed to a stupid white hospital bed.
[ooc; follows this thread in which serious stuff happens! feel free to aim me if you wish to really know, or read the still on going post.]