this shit gets old [nudge captaine_sykes]

[codenamepyro]

Worse than the sickness, worse than losing his powers and then practically freezing -how the hell did people stand being that cold all the time- Pyro was fast developing a hatred for the medical facility and its security, or lack of. He came out of the place in worse shape than he went in

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[captaine_sykes]

Ethan isn't in his office whilst Allerdyce is debating whether coming to see the Captain is a good idea or not. He does however come around the corner, thanking one of the administrators for their assistance and carrying a mug of coffee. His striding pace slows and Ethan clears his throat, recognizing the back of Allerdyce as he comes to a halt beside the younger mutant. "Everything alright there Allerdyce? Did you want to see..."

He trails off at the sight of Pyro's injuries though. He had no idea, there had been no report or information about Pyro receiving these injuries and that sets alarm bells off. Reaching past Pyro he opens his office door and waits for Pyro to enter. "Have a seat."

This time though Ethan is gesturing to the comfortable seating rather than the formal office chairs.

[codenamepyro]

It's automatic to just go with it, St John walking through and sort of standing there in the middle of the floor until Sykes directs him to the seats and even then he doesn't know why he's sitting down, he just is.

"Um, yeah." He doesn't know which of Sykes' questions he's answering, the everything alright or the want to see-. It was probably the second one. "I'm not actually sure."

He didn't actually feel like himself. It was like that cold, hard realisation while he was sick that he really was just a stupid little kid and that was bad news around here. "I don't think so though." He knew he wasn't making sense, but he was trying to convey that things weren't okay.

[captaine_sykes]

Pouring St John a double bourbon with no ice he sets it down in his hands before taking the seat opposite. Clearly the guy is in shock of some sort or something more serious has happened and now Ethan is going to be faced with big news. News he doesn't want or need.

But still, as much as Ethan might feel like he's banging his head against the wall with the likes of St John, he knows that Mac thinks the kid is alright.

"What happened?" Ethan sets his mug of coffee down onto the table, elbows braced on his knees as he studies Pyro, cataloguing the injuries he can see and starting to put a few ideas together of who could have done this.

[codenamepyro]

It's a wonder he can actually get his fingers around the glass and make them stay there so it doesn't slip. He's really not sure if he should bother with the drink, hell knows he usually avoids it on principal, but he's well aware just how he's coming across.

"Um," and my God, he had a better vocabulary than this. "There might've been a fight. There also might've been a few threats." Again. "I'm not sure. About the threats. I'm pretty sure about the fight." Oh, fuck it. He took a sip of the bourbon. And then another, because fuck he needed to at least get the words out.

"I ah, I got sick, but I don't think it would've really made a difference anyway. He keeps going for the rib cage." And Pyro's got a whole lot of interesting bruises under his shirt.