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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Jun 29, 2013 21:27:05 GMT -5
A bullet zinged by his head as he tried to get a pinpoint on where the shooter was holed up. Taking cover behind a dumpster, he looked down to drop the clips from his glock only to slam two more in their place before the empties hit the pavement. He had already given two slayers extra holes in their head. But the last shooter was being smart and hiding well.
They had been pinned down for more than 30-minutes. He had called the Manse for backup and Butch and JM were on their way. It seemed like their ETA of 15mins was longer than he wished for.
"Fucking ice cream. Who fucking wants peanut butter ice cream?" He shrunk back as another shot came far to close to his head than made him happy. Swinging out fast to make a dash for another dumpster, fired as he ran, shells hitting the concrete like chimes as he fired. He had already taken one glancing wound on the shoulder which was already healing. He hit the dumpster with his back as his eyes went to the opening of the alley.
Where the damn bag sat. With ice cream. And it was going to melt. And the fucking store was closed. And Autumn would do that look of disappointment that always made him feel like warmed over crap.
"Shit." He spun, fired and decided that that was almost worse than taking a shot to the skull as he ran and went to scoop up the bag.
It was that very moment he found out that the shooter was just a herder. In other words, as he bent over to pick up the bag, another slayer made themselves known.
He frowned as he looked down at blood splattering on the white of the plastic bag, confused as to how the hell that was happening. Until he also noticed that same blood running down a metal pole. That was now going to the ground. From his chest.
"Well fuck."
The slayer behind him slammed it in harder from behind and he let out a pained roar of pain. Angling as much as one could with a fucking pole through the gut and through his back, he aimed and fired, hitting the lesser right between the eyes. He then at that same moment he saw the muzzle flash of a bullet being fired.
Which pierced that damn ice cream. "Oh by the SV you fucked up now." He twisted and fired and watched a lesser go tumbling from the fire escape to his right.
He went to reach for the ice cream and realized. He was pinned. By a pole. In a fucking alley.
And...the ice cream was melting.
"I'm going to kill Fritz. Buy a whole fucking freezer of this shit." He saw the huge pool of blood forming at his feet as he went to his knees. The juice of battle was wearing off and he was feeling the pain and weakness now. His hands came down and he panted and snarled, pissed to be hurt and finding the melting frozen treat bleeding out into his blood.
"Fuck. I hate ice cream."
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Post by John Matthew Tehrror on Jun 29, 2013 21:38:29 GMT -5
He and Butch pulled up in the Escalade, the tires screeching to a halt. They jumped out, Butch took the lead as they sniffed out the lessers. Muzzles pointed down to the end of the alley. He let out a shrill whistle and jerked his head to Butch.
As they got closer, Butch's steps faltered and he let out a "Son of a Bitch." John-Matthew frowned and looked around him, his SIG immediately holstered and stepped out and around. Ignoring Butch's calls for him to come back he walked up to Tohrment and took in the sight of the large pole that was keeping him from falling directly to the ground.
His boots hitting the edge of the blood pool he crouched down and looked in his' Sire's eyes. Raised his hands, What the hell did you do?
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Jun 29, 2013 21:51:40 GMT -5
She was sitting in the library, curled up in an oversized chair and reading a book about something she suddenly couldn't remember as she looked up from it and frowned, getting a bad feeling.
She looked over at her phone and just as her eyes fell upon it it lit up and sounded its alert, a message flashing to the screen, and she dropped her feet as she reached to pull it off the table and check it.
It was from Butch. Her heart stopped as she tapped the screen to open it, and her breathing stopped as she read. "Tohr," she whispered.
He was hurt. And badly, though the message did not say it in so many words, but there still managed to be an undertone of urgency and she stood from the chair, setting her book on the table. She passed by Marissa but barely looked at her as she rushed from the library to head for the doorway under the grand staircase.
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Jun 29, 2013 21:57:06 GMT -5
After Butch had left in a hurry she dematerialized to the Manse. She hated when one had to call for back up it always frightened her.
As she came to view in the foyer she went in search of Autumn. On her way through the halls she passed her and she didn't even seem to notice she was there.
She quickly turned around and followed her back to the front door. She picked up the pace and reached the staircase at the same time Autumn did. Gently placing an arm around her shoulders.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Jun 29, 2013 22:05:48 GMT -5
He smirked and looked down at the pole. He met JM's eyes and said with lips curled.
"I tripped. And fell. On a fucking pole. What did I do? Seriously. Get this thing out of me."
He went to push with his hands and a wave of dizziness hit him. "And" his words started to slur from the blood loss and pain. "don't forget the ice cream."
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Post by John Matthew Tehrror on Jun 29, 2013 22:17:01 GMT -5
He shook his head Sorry
Looked at Butch and nodded, he grabbed hold of Tohr's shoulders and brought him in close and braced, Butch already had a grip on the pole. He pulled it out fast and threw it to the side, the clank of the metal hitting the ground couldn't be heard over the scream of agony piercing his ears from Tohr's throat.
He threw his arm around his shoulder and Butch took the other side. Dragging him to the Escalade. Butch pulled open the back and he slid him in slid him inside. He found a couple of towels in the back, unfolded them and pressed them to the open....hole through his chest. Oh this was great.
Banged on the window of the car to let Butch know to step on it.
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Jun 29, 2013 22:31:23 GMT -5
She jumped a little at the contact before looking to see Marissa there, and reached up to squeeze her hand as they entered the tunnel. The distance to the clinic seemed longer under such circumstances, but she breathed and tried to remain calm.
Frowning, she tried to occupy her mind by using reason on herself they walked. "Perhaps 'tis not so bad as I fear...right?" glancing at Marissa and forward again. Mayhaps 'tis just the overreaction of a shellan whose hellren has been injured, drawing worse conclusions than the likely reality?"
It did not help that her brain immediately supplied her with reasons why the conclusions could be the reality, though she knew that he was not as he was upon her initial return to this side.
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Jun 29, 2013 22:38:31 GMT -5
"It's never as bad as a Shellan fears, I believe. We don't want to see them hurt in any fashion. Whether it be a paper cut or wounded from patrol."
They reached the clinic and heard Doc Jane getting things ready inside and squeezed tight to Autumn as they quickened their steps.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Jun 29, 2013 22:42:48 GMT -5
"Your hitting every damn bump on purpose Cop?" He hissed out in pain, his face twisted into a grimace at it as they made their way through the big iron gates, into the mhis and barreling towards the Manse. JM was staring at him as he rolled his eyes to meet his son's.
"It's fine. I've had worse." Looked down at the gaping wound at his chest and shrugged. "Perhaps not."
They reached the garage and before he could even say he could walk, he was rushed until a gurney and wheeled at a run into the clinic. The overhead lights made him nauseated. He threw a hand back the SUV.
"Ice cream. Get the damn ice cream."
They were in the exam room and he heard the most annoying dripping sound. Did they spring a leak? The dripping got louder. A really big leak? Oh fuck. That was his blood. That was going to make a mess. Dropped his head and closed his eyes. "You all being quite hysteric. Just let me sleep it off. It's a pole. Not a head shot." Tried to get up only for the room to spin and toss him back down. Fucking room. Hated when they did that.
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Post by John Matthew Tehrror on Jun 29, 2013 22:50:05 GMT -5
Butch rolled his eyes and jogged back to the SUV, and brought back a very soggy carton of ice cream dripping from the plastic bag. JM didn't think Autumn would want that ice cream anymore.
As Tohr fell back on the bed he placed his hands on his shoulders and glared down at him and mouthed "STOP MOVING!" just then the door burst open and he looked up to see Autumn, then Marissa.
He turned to catch Butch's gaze and saw him discreetly put the icecream in the garbage can and shut the lid.
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Jun 29, 2013 22:59:43 GMT -5
It was the first thing she saw...and it was...
Yes, it was quite as bad as she feared.
"Is that...?" She let go of Marissa's hand and bypassed the other two males as she rushed over and immediately had to pull back the hand that had moved of its own accord toward the gaping hole, before it touched the offending wound on her male's body and made the pain he must be feeling many times worse. "Tohrment..." Looked up at him, worry an understatement for what was in her eyes.
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Jun 29, 2013 23:08:35 GMT -5
Her eyes were wide, they went from Autumn to Tohrment then back to Autumn..
She was finding it very hard not to stare at the gaping wound in his chest. She tilted her head, how was he not screaming more? Did it not hurt? She arched a brow and stepped closer to Butch. Turning as he put an arm around her. She sniffed the air, looked at Butch. "Why do you smell of Chocolate and peanut butter?"
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Post by Xhex Tehrror on Jun 29, 2013 23:11:31 GMT -5
Leaving the locker room after her workout, she headed back in the direction of the house when she heard voices in the clinic. Eyebrow raised, she pushed the door open and stopped when she saw the full room, which was now silent, everyone looking at Autumn standing next to the table that Tohr was lying on. Walking around them all, she stopped next to JM and touched his hand. "What happened?"
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Jun 29, 2013 23:14:59 GMT -5
He looked up at Autumn and gave a weak smile, his eyes glazed over from pain as Doc Jane worked on him on the other side. He lifted a hand and tried to say- Got your ice cream. However it sounded like this.
"I goo voo ick kneed."
Frowned. That didn't seem right. Tried again until Doc Jane poured some liquid in the hole and he let out a yell of pain. Good thing she could go from corporeal to not, or his fist would have found a lovely female nose and probably gotten him gutted from Brother Vishous.
Gutted even more. He'd fix him first of course. The Brother was a pro after all.
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Post by John Matthew Tehrror on Jun 29, 2013 23:20:27 GMT -5
He looked down at Tohrment and then up to Xhex, blew out a breath and looked down to the hole in his chest. Took a step back and made a motion of grabbing a pole and then rammed it to his chest. Shrugged and shook his head.
Found him impaled on a pole, he had called for back up...when we arrived he was a shish kabob
Heard him hiss in pain from the Doc and planted his hands back down to help hold him still.
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Jun 29, 2013 23:29:36 GMT -5
She took the hand he lifted and tried to quiet him, frowning at his...words? If they could be called such.
The hand she held nearly crushed hers as he roared, but she didn't care. Her fangs popped and she had to resist the urge to hiss at the good doctor for hurting her male, knowing she was trying to help her hellren. Bite not at the hand that heals, she told herself.
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Jun 29, 2013 23:34:09 GMT -5
Butch whispered to her that Tohrment had gotten ice cream for Autumn. He was desperate to get it to her. But it melted before they could get him back. He opened the lid for her to see, she looked down in the garbage can. Frowned.
Her head whipped around as Tohrment writhed in pain. Looked back at Butch, whispered. "You must go get more ice cream. You can't let him have gotten hurt for nothing."
She raised her brows as he just stood there gaping at her as if he didn't understand what she said. "Well..." She pointed back to the table, just as Tohrment made another pitiful sound.
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Post by Xhex Tehrror on Jun 29, 2013 23:41:35 GMT -5
She winced and then stepped forward in the event they needed help holding Tohr down or Autumn needed anything. Eying Autumn, she thought her mahmen was holding up pretty well for her hellren to be suffering so. It was a very serious injury and everyone knew the gravity of the situation. "Can't just walk this one off, Tohr. Stay still for a minute so Doc Jane can't get you back on your feet and bitching at us."
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Jun 29, 2013 23:51:03 GMT -5
"It's nothing." Batted Jane's hands away as she probbed with some device of torture. He went to sit up and pain exploded through him and he swayed and almost fell off the table.
He felt hands put him back and looked up at Autumn. "I blame you." Pointed. "You and your damn peanut butter ice cream. Do know how hard that was to find?"
He blew out huge blasts of air through his nose as he felt a needle bite and looked over at the IV, followed by Jane putting something in that.
Oh, that was nice. Really nice. He smiled and sighed. "So, about this weather. Isn't it something?" Started laughing softly and waved a hand around. "Too hot for ice cream though."
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Post by John Matthew Tehrror on Jun 29, 2013 23:55:38 GMT -5
He let go of his shoulders and went back to Xhex. He stood behind her, kissed the back of her head. Raised his hands in front of her. I hope Doc knocked him out, he just won't lay still.
Looked to Autumn and smiled. He had no idea how she was going to take that last comment. Looked down at his obvioulsy drugged father and snorted.
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Jun 30, 2013 0:07:32 GMT -5
She spared a glance as her daughter entered the room, but not a moment more as she tried to maintain some form of composure. She gritted her teeth and scowled at his finger pointing. "Me?! Blame yourself, dear hellren. I told you I wanted nothing with peanut butter, I know not how hard it is to find, only that I do not care for it in my desserts. 'Nothing with peanut butter', I said. Mayhaps if you had listened this would not have happened. And there is no such thing as too hot for ice cream," she added quietly. Huffed, "Stubborn male," even as she held his hand closer.
She took a deep breath and let it out slow as Doc Jane medicated him, still glaring a little at his last comment. Glanced over as JM signed something to Xhex, and though she didn't quite catch it, she had a guess as Tohr began to relax and JM seemed to, as well. She however was unable to, just yet, as her eyes continued flickering to the wound of their own volition.
Next he would be telling her 'twas but a flesh wound.
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Jun 30, 2013 0:14:15 GMT -5
She was just about to send Butch out of the room for the Ice Cream and caught him by the tail of his coat and pulled him back. Shaking her head. He looked at her "but I thought you said..."
She glared, "I know what I said...but I don't think it's a good idea anymore." Glanced over to Autumn telling Tohrment 'what-for'
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Post by Xhex Tehrror on Jun 30, 2013 0:22:31 GMT -5
She shook her head at Tohr and leaned back against John Matthew. As she listened to Autumn, she started to grin, but kept her chuckle back...barely. "So, he didn't even have to go out for the peanut butter ice cream, but did anyway and got ambushed. And he blames her?" A little snort escaped as she shook her head at Tohr again. "Males. Can't live with them, can't impale them with poles. Oh, wait, I guess you can."
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Jun 30, 2013 0:26:18 GMT -5
"I so heard that daughter mine." He reached up to frown at Autumn. "Wait. No peanut butter?" Jane started stitching him up and he thought perhaps a bit too forceful. He could have swore she stabbed a needle where he was not injured.
Tried to focus on Autumn's face and gave a dopey smile. "You love me?"
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Post by John Matthew Tehrror on Jun 30, 2013 0:31:28 GMT -5
He frowned at the exchange between the Autumn and Xhex, then looked over to Butch and Marissa...he had the most confused look on his face, as she looked up at him.
Saw Jane with a scowl, stitching a little too fast and hard, he brought his hands up. uh..Doc...ease up a bit? She just smiled and stabbed Tohrment with the needle again. He stepped back and decided right then he wasn't saying anything else tonight.
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Post by Autumn Hharm on Jun 30, 2013 0:37:51 GMT -5
Glanced to Xhex again, then sighed at Tohr's words. She was glowering at him even as she said, "More than life itself. And I prefer yours to continue, thank thee very much."
Growling under her breath, she noted the way Doc Jane was sewing him up and decided he was being punished enough for the time being, though part of her begged to differ at the silly grin he wore as he looked up at her. And meeting his eyes she sighed, though there was still the hint of a growl to it, as she lifted his hand to press the back of it to her cheek. "Thou art an infuriating male, mine hellren."
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Jun 30, 2013 0:42:27 GMT -5
She sighed a bit as Autumn was seeming to calm a bit after the ordeal. She knew Tohrment would be sore tomorrow, but for now he was alright. She felt Butch rest his chin on her head and she leaned back to him. She didn't like the smell he had, at all. She whispered. "First thing you are doing is taking a shower." Looked down. "and clean the ice cream that dripped, off your boots."
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Post by Xhex Tehrror on Jun 30, 2013 0:47:11 GMT -5
She grinned at Tohrment and then Autumn. Seeing that he was nearly all stitched up and that both were more settled, she thought there were too many people in the room. Taking JM's hand, she led him around the table to give Autumn a quick hug. "Try to get some rest, mahmen. He'll be alright, don't worry." Smiling, she shook her head at Tohr again and then smacked him on the leg. "Maybe we need to get you hearing aids, old man." Laughing, she turned to John Matthew. "Come on, let's get out of here, I've had enough mushy stuff for one night."
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