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[nocatchphrase]

Who: Lyle Dylandy and anyone who needs shelter from the storm.
Where: Fire in the Hole
Style: any
Status: OPEN! COME, TAKE HAVEN.

[Lyle is busy gathering up important supplies from the back and moving it into the club/bar area. There are some blankets in a huge pile so people can camp out on the dance floor or use some of the benches

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[yeah, I fail... this would've been during the first lull...]

[takatori_heir]

[ooc- Audrey-mun hasn't gotten back to me on if it's okay for Omi to bring Audrey, so we'll just retcon Audrey out if she doesn't want that...]

[pounds on the door, covered in cuts and scratches, some deep and bleeding, and his t-shirt and shorts are ragged. He's got a bit of blood on the side of his head from getting hit by a broken flower pot in the greenhouse. He's lugging Audrey in his pot.]

[nocatchphrase]

Rough out there, huh?

[takatori_heir]

[nods, stumbling inside and putting Audrey down. He's wincing in pain, but he's hiding it pretty well]

I was in the greenhouse when it hit... All the glass shattered, and the flower pots flew all over the place...

[nocatchphrase]

...You should speak to Anew. She knows about medical stuff.

[meangreenmutha]

[Grumbling and mumbling, Audrey II has managed to drag himself to some corner of the tavern without disturbing too many of the items already set out around the place.

He's nursing what wounds the implosion of the greenhouse caused him. His pot, its border jagged and broken, is surrounded by the few large pieces of glass that managed to cut through his thick 'skin'. Audrey tosses another one onto the ground, patting the sap coming out from the top of his head.]

Bah! Even Skid Row was better than this!

[takatori_heir]

[glances over at Audrey]

At least your better off than I am...

[Omi was starting to understand why the others had always questioned his habit of shorts on missions, especially after the incident at the old military base]

[meangreenmutha]

Hah! That goes without sayin', pal.

You're all kinds of tough for a human, though. [Prods Omi's shoulder with a vine.]

[takatori_heir]

[Omi blinked, and winced at the same time]

Thanks... I think...