A Trip to New York.. Getting Justine Back
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Daisy Mae Everson: *looks toward the chapel... hasn't been able to bring herself to go inside all day, brings the horse to a stop, she just sits there for a few*

Tyne Donnelly: *seems uneffected. yet slightly haunted.* 

Finnuala Rosher: The doctors could do nothing. Surgery would have killed him immediately. Eventually he faded away, alone in his room tied forever to the dead, mad brother. Even his family couldn't bear to see it happen. They walled off the room and sealed the window from the outside, sealing every other window on that wing to make it look as if it hadn't been done at all.

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *The Van slides up to the chapel door and fires, bullets spray the chapel with hot lead as the mac 10's release their deadly cargo*

Finnuala Rosher: After that, it's still said that on moonless nights, the two walk again, looking for Mathilda. 

Tyne Donnelly: *throws herself to the ground, swaering* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Drops to the floor!* 

Theron Rafael: *Dives to the floor, reflexes taking over* 

Dana Mackintosh: *stands and walks outside for a smoke* 

Tyne Donnelly: *immediatly reaches out with her mind, to see if anyone in the area is hurt..while staying sheltered *(mind 2, life 1..)

Theron Rafael: *Reaches to his side, and lets out a curse, having left his gun in his room* 

Dana Mackintosh: ((woah! DLP!!) 

Daisy Mae Everson: *the horse rears at the sudden "noise" (dex check? for daisy)) 

Dana Mackintosh: *hits the ground, gun out* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *the van speeds away almost instantly* 

Theron Rafael - Tyne Donnelly: ((There is 'something' that interferes with Tyne's investigation of Theron's mind. Not powerful enough that Magick could not overcome, but it does offer a defense against it))

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: "Yeah! Yeah.. STupid Catholics! yeah! *can be heard as they drive away* 

Finnuala Rosher: *First thought is to get metal doors* 

Liz St Augustine : * walks out from a room grumbling hearing something* 

Theron Rafael: *Rises quickly at the sound of the speeding vehicles and opens the doors outside, trying to get a look at the van* 

Finnuala Rosher: Ooohh,..*Pries herself up* I haven't heard that nonsense in a long time. Is everyone all right? 

Tyne Donnelly: *isn't Catholic, and knows they didn't think any of them were..she is vast, annoyed..((theron, gotcha)) 

Dana Mackintosh: *curls up into a ball on the floor, her face hidden* 

Theron Rafael: *Returns inside and looks around at the mess, then to Finn* "Define 'quiet'. *In general* Anyone hurt?" 

Liz St Augustine : * walks into the main room slowly her eyes having to adjust to the light blinking and rubbing them* 

Finnuala Rosher: Not funny Theron. 

Daisy Mae Everson: *manages to stay on the rearing horse* 

Tyne Donnelly: *looks at Finnuala, following the other warriro outside* fine.. 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *there is no van..there is no bullets in the door, no shells, nothing but the empty streets* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks around wondering why everyone is looking the way they are* 

Theron Rafael: *Shakes his head* Finn>"It wasn't meant to be. Any idea who they were?" 

Finnuala Rosher: *Waits for the others to look the outside over* 

Tyne Donnelly: *looks..utterly..confused* what the hell. 

Daisy Mae Everson: *once she get the hosre calmed she nudges it to move to tfront of the chapel* 

Dana Mackintosh: *stands, slowly, and makes her way to the belltower in silence* 

Theron Rafael: *Looks over the lack of evidence of the attack ((hard to descrip how the character 'carefully examines...nothing'))* "Odd."

Finnuala Rosher: Liz> There was shooting outside. You dn't have Patrick here do you? 

Tyne Donnelly: *looks at her student, and follows her, to make sure she is well* 

Dana Mackintosh: *belltower* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Finn* shooting...and Patrick inside thr oom where i was haven't seen Jason so I keep Patrick with me..

Daisy Mae Everson: *dismounts the horse and goes inside* Is everyone all right? 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Daisy* umm yes sure * looks a little puzzled just waking up* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *dismounts the horse and goes inside* Is everyone all right? 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Daisy* umm yes sure * looks a little puzzled just waking up* 

Theron Rafael: *Looks over at Daisy as she enters* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *nods to LIZ and THERON* 

Finnuala Rosher: Daisy> Yes. // Liz> I have to recommend you don't bring him here. There was shooting... 

Christina Anderson: *pulls her car into the lot and sits in it for a while, engine idling, then shuts it off and exits, walking to the chapel.*

Theron Rafael: *Returns Daisy's greeting with a nod of his own* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *dismounts the horse and goes inside* Is everyone all right? 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Daisy* umm yes sure * looks a little puzzled just waking up* 

Theron Rafael: *Looks over at Daisy as she enters* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *nods to LIZ and THERON* 

Finnuala Rosher: Daisy> Yes. // Liz> I have to recommend you don't bring him here. There was shooting... 

Christina Anderson: *pulls her car into the lot and sits in it for a while, engine idling, then shuts it off and exits, walking to the chapel.*

Theron Rafael: *Returns Daisy's greeting with a nod of his own* 

Theron Rafael: *Nods to Finn* "I believe so." 

Finnuala Rosher: Liz> All that matters for Patrick's sake is that there IS shooting. These guys yelled about Cathholics, though. 

Finnuala Rosher: Theron> Thanks. 

Theron Rafael: *Looks at Christina as she enters* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *nods to Finnuala, glances at the altar, turns and walk out* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Finn and frowns a bit and heads into the kitchen for some coffee* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *grabs the reins of te orse and lead him ack toward the stables* 

Liz St Augustine : * pours some coffee and stirs in some cream and sugar* 

Christina Anderson: *looks over the group assembled, not sure if she really heard what Finn said correctly, and nods in greeting to Theron.*

Theron Rafael: *Nods to Finn, not quite certain what he did to deserve the gratitude. Moves back to a place near the entrance and leans against the wall once more, thinking perhaps next time he visits this place he will come a bit more armed*

Daisy Mae Everson: (add those "h's" where they are needed) 

Finnuala Rosher: Liz> *Toward the kitchen* If it helps any, I had to leave my son too. Though now he's in a place even more dangerous maybe.

Theron Rafael: *Returns Christina's greeting with his own nod, crosses his arms over his chest, resuming his standard pose* 

Finnuala Rosher: Hi Christina 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~enters the chapel and stops and looks at Theron~ 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~he says nothing, as if adding something to a count and then walks into the rest of the chapel, scanning the room~

Christina Anderson: *turns to Finn* Hi... *hesitates, then asks.* Am.... am I missing something here? 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Finn as she walks out of the kitchen* no it's not that it's just things are being kept from me knowing and that lies more danger then in knowing ..if i don't know then how can i prevent anything from happening

Theron Rafael: *Returns Quinns gaze with his own, even, gaze. Then, slowly, nods a greeting* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Upon Father Quinn's entrance Faith in the wellspring of Peace flows from her to help ensure a quiet night where personalities are concerned*

Christina Anderson: *glances at Quinn as he enters then waits for hopefully a bit of good news in that she was confused.* 

Finnuala Rosher: Christina> Yes. // Liz> We'll fix that. // Quinn> Justin. *Gaze meets for a second* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *proceeds to remove the the sadle and blanket and then brushes the horse down* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~he physically touches each mind in the room, except therons as if testing it and finding it worthy links them to his own, under why focus and purpose~

Liz St Augustine : * sips her coffee and nods to Quinn and Christina* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..Good Eveining all:" 

Christina Anderson: *pauses at the answer, mouth agape to ask another question, then holds it back and simply nods.* 

Christina Anderson: *nods back to Liz and nods in answer to Quinn.* 

Tyne Donnelly: *just sits there, so that Dana doesn't have to be alone. after a second, holds up her palm, flat, almost as if in the motion for "stop"*

Dana Mackintosh: *pauses, the cigarette halfway to her mouth* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~can be heard well before he get's there~ 

Tyne Donnelly: *just waits, shoulder braces. is silent.* 

Theron Rafael: *Presumes that Quinn's general greeting would not include himself, and simply maintains his stance* 

Liz St Augustine : * yawns hopeing the coffee will quickly take effect and looks at Quinn * good evening 

Daisy Mae Everson: (at the stables) *continues to groom the horse* 

Liz St Augustine : Oh Finn have you spoken to Tyne or Dana ..about the events of the day? 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~heads to the belltower~ 

Finnuala Rosher: *Her presence in the joining of minds is buoyant, but not frivolous. Rather like the kind of Waterfowl Tyne calls her.*

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~emerges at the top of the stairs~ 

Tyne Donnelly: *nodds in greeting to Quinn, but doesn't move her hand* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..We have work to do.. ~he says no more. His mind will touch theirs and establish contact~ 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~he scans the sky and heads down stairs~ 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~chapel~ 

Tyne Donnelly: *nodds, at that* yes, we do. 

Finnuala Rosher: *Falls in step without hesitation and follows like the natural flow of a thought* (Belltower) 

Christina Anderson: *keeps silent in hopes that just listening will bring more explainations, hands going inside her coat pockets.* 

Daisy Mae Everson: (stables) *hums to help occupy her mind as she groom the horse* 

Theron Rafael: *Watches Quinn leave, and Finn follow...pauses for a moment as they move up the bell tower, then returns his gaze to the room*

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~comes down the belltowere, Smiling at Finnuala~ Liz, where is thy child? 

Dana Mackintosh: *she takes one last drag before putting it out* Alright. Let's go. 

Dana Mackintosh: *follows Tyne* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Christina and smiles slightly knowing how she feels and looks to Quinn* he is in a room peacefully sleeping

Daisy Mae Everson: *she is very much "at home" wit what she is doing, of course growing up on a ranch has "noting" to do with that*

Dana Mackintosh: *comes out of the belltower, her jaw stone, her eyes no longer blue but gray, silent* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Christina and smiles slightly knowing how she feels and looks to Quinn* he is in a room peacefully sleeping

Daisy Mae Everson: *she is very much "at home" wit what she is doing, of course growing up on a ranch has "noting" to do with that*

Dana Mackintosh: *comes out of the belltower, her jaw stone, her eyes no longer blue but gray, silent* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at little hesitant to Quinn her mothering insticts kicking in but she has to trust sometime and just nods* umm okay....umm let me get him and make sure he's bundled up okay and ohh need to make sure he has his key ring and umm

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~steps outside and heads to the stables~ "..Daisy.. ~it's soft, but she will hear it almost nest to her~

Christina Anderson: *wonders where the group is going, quite certain coming now was a case of bad timing and looks over to Tyne entering before returning to listening to the conversation.*

Daisy Mae Everson: *continues to brush the horse, but answer Father Quinn* Yes, Father Quinn? 

Liz St Augustine : * heads to the room Patrick is sleeping in making sure he's changed and dressed warmly and tucks his plastic key ring in his blanket and walks back out with him cradleing him*

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..It's time Daisy.. ~doesn't ask time for what or who~ 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~nods to Liz and Smiles at Christina~ "..Time to answer all those Questions. 

Dana Mackintosh: *says a silent prayer for Patrick* 

Finnuala Rosher: *While observing Liz's preperations a refined sense of emptiness is there inside her as she wonders if she'll ever see her own son or his errant father again*

Daisy Mae Everson: *looks at Father Quinn* Time? *as she finishes groom the aminal* 

Tyne Donnelly: *is just silent.* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks over at Quinn and thinks damn better mark this eve in the date book and smiles to herself* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Hopes a stray bullet doesn't make a tragedy of little Patrick.* 

Dana Mackintosh: *sings to herself* Nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight, gotta kick at the darkness till it bleeds daylight...

Christina Anderson: *blinks at this - there are an awful lot of questions and is vaugely impressed that they all could be answered. Simply nods, wondering if it was written on her face how puzzled she was.* Quinn >> Oh...

Daisy Mae Everson: *leads the horse to his stall, remove the bit* 

Theron Rafael: *Looks at Dana as she sings, then lets his gaze wander over the others in the room* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *heads to the chapel after cleaning up a bit* 

Finnuala Rosher: Theron> Would you mind looking out for the shooters? If they come back, I'd like to know about it. 

Alexander Tarquine: ~strolls in~ 

Theron Rafael: *Nods at Finn's request* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *steel herselfto join the other... not really wanting to go inside, shivers at the memory of what she walked in on*

Dana Mackintosh: *takes her hair out of a bun, puts it back in* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~his fingers twitch, the creak of leather is apparent, as he does the mental count. He says nothing~

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~flicks his gaze to theron, Says nothing to him. He doesn't like him, wonders why a man stands all day in the same position in a chruch. TO him, makes him a target. And stupid. There for he is no existant.~

Finnuala Rosher: *Scuffs her foot over a suspicious looking spot on the floor* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *walks up the front steps, pausing at the door, laying a hand on the door frame, inhales deeply, then walks in*

Christina Anderson: *glances over at Alex as he enters, still puzzling out the whole meaning of this and then settles. If everything is going to be answered, then it will be answered, and if not, can't be any worse than before.*

Finnuala Rosher: Alexander, hi. 

Theron Rafael: *Ignores Quinn's gaze, holds his position* 

Tyne Donnelly: *nodds at Alex* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~nods to all and listens~ 

Finnuala Rosher: ((Aw come on Daisy, it was only the Father killing a Pagan.)) 

Dana Mackintosh: *nods to Alexander, Daisy, Christina and Liz, her eyes getting a little less gray and a little more blue now* 

Daisy Mae Everson: (don't forget Daisy is the one that saw the acts on the altar) 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~sweeps them all with his gaze and cannot help but laugh inside, somewhere deep inside of him he see's the tribunal and the words. "..useless piece of human flesh. Why do we need women again?"~

Finnuala Rosher: ((OH!)) 

Tyne Donnelly: *then smiles tentativly to Daisy and Christina* 

Theron Rafael: ((*G* What is wrong with Pagan's again?)) 

Finnuala Rosher: *Hand raises to her face as she literally snorts in amusement* 

Daisy Mae Everson: (*nods*) 

Christina Anderson: *grins a small grin to Tynne and falls back into avoidance of wondering.* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *looks at the group, quite somberly... so unlike Daisy* 

Dana Mackintosh: *remember's Finn's mention of Daisy on pot randomly...and she almost smiles* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~watches and listens, having nothing to say at the moment~ 

Lucella Missa: *Enters in her usual business like attire.* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: ~with a sweep of his hand he motions them all to the door and to the NEW suburban. OR the crowns at least.. ~

Daisy Mae Everson: *softly* Hello everyone. 

Finnuala Rosher: Lucella> Hey 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~(grumbles)~goes tot he door ~ "..I will explain nothing in public.. let us go. The chapel is bugged already."

Finnuala Rosher: Daisy> Are you all right? 

Liz St Augustine : * smiles at Daisy* 

Tyne Donnelly: *goes to the truck. waiting* 

Dana Mackintosh: Bugged? Really, how predictable. *she walks out towards the Crownmobile* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *glances at the altar very briefly, then follows Father Quinn* 

Christina Anderson: *blinks at that and murmurs.* Who'd want to do that? *doesn't expect an answer but asks anyway.* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~nods to Daisy and follows Quinn~ 

Lucella Missa: *Smiles at the gathered and approaches the truck* How has everyone been? 

Daisy Mae Everson: *nods to Finnuala* I'll be fine. 

Liz St Augustine : * just follows everyone* 

Tyne Donnelly: *nodd at Lucella, reaclling her from England* we exist. 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~doesn't mention the 5 lb of symetex Jon cleaned out~ 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~smiles at Lucella, ~ well, how do thee do? Care to join us.. no pearl breaking? 

Finnuala Rosher: *Walks toward the door, bending along the way to sweep up a small brown fox that runs out from under a pew to leap into the crook of her arm.*

Christina Anderson: *steps outside, hugging herself inside her coat to chase the chill.* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~chuckles to himself and wonders what happened to the potatoe salad~ 

Finnuala Rosher: ((*Snrkk* Pearls heh heh)) 

Dana Mackintosh: *has felt no effects of food poisoning..and the salad was quite good..before it blew up.* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~when everyone is loaded, he makes a mental count~ 

Lucella Missa: *Frowns and blushes at the mention of the broken pearl.* Oh geez...I'm really sorry about that. //Tyne>>I hope you are all better than merely existing. *smiles* Sure, I'd love to go. It is Saturday and I need to do something terribly life assuring.

Dana Mackintosh: *stares at Lucella ~as if~ she were insane* 

Tyne Donnelly: *mputh corners twitch, in response to Lucella's words* So be it. 

Finnuala Rosher: ((Potato salad got fox feet in it and was blown up when an attack hit the kitchen)) 

Daisy Mae Everson: *is quiet on the ride to where ever they are going* 

Amber Ross: *Enters with Sabrina* 

Daisy Mae Everson: (oh...okay) 

Dana Mackintosh: ((Actually, fire bombed potato salad)) 

Tyne Donnelly: *waves Sabrina and Amber to the Suburban* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): [[in parking lot]] 

Alexander Tarquine: ~is loosing his desire for small talk and remains quiet along the way~ 

Liz St Augustine : ( probley has the same look on her face as Daisy right now *L*) 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): [[DYNAMIC 1]] 

Sabrina Christenson: *Enters with Amber, and pulls her into the Suburban Tyne is waving them too* 

Dana Mackintosh: *is also quiet on the way* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [[snaps his fingers, rolls out his books, and prepares for lost of screaming and yelling confused crowns]] 

Alexander Tarquine: ~in the back of the van, quiet and still~ 

Tyne Donnelly: *is very still, except to look at Amber, and wonder what she is doing out.* 

Liz St Augustine : * is just sitting a little nervous * 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~begins~ "..Justine, is not against us. She is on our side. She went undercover, at her own request, I modified her so that she could be against us. In that time, we have been ..attacked.. With her help we have avoided most of the danger..

Finnuala Rosher: ((*Kisses Crown ST and promises to not be confused till necessary*)) *Watches out the window with Tenaviel for indefinable nothings in the darkness*

Daisy Mae Everson: *looks toward Father Quinn, and is glad to hear that about Jus* 

Amber Ross: *Nods to Tyne, then hears FJQ's explanation. Her jaw hits the floor* She...what? Modified? Ex-CUSE me?? 

Tyne Donnelly: *sits, avoiding the eyes of all, who might look at her..with that look, she saw secondhand, several nights ago..betrayal..anger..hurt..*

Christina Anderson: *listens quietly.* 

Liz St Augustine : * is still confused but listens anyway* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Takes this in with no outward reaction* 

Dana Mackintosh: *just...stares at Justin* 

Lucella Missa: *sits near the back and watches the somewhat somber group* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Sits in the back, looking somewhat haggard, but stoic* 

Tyne Donnelly: *mutters to Amber* later, at home, Little Dove. for now..please. be still. 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..Louis, for those who know Louis is a Sorcerer, of ..~smiles~ deliacate skill. He was doing a divination ritual, and Summoned something.. unpleseant.. The thing took the Rosery he was devining and then , under the control of the rosey, saught to find itself and piece it together..

Alexander Tarquine: ~listens~ 

Finnuala Rosher: *But soon a slow smile appears in her reflection in the dark glass if the Suburban window* 

Amber Ross: *Opens her mouth to say something to Tyne, but closes it again, staying silent. The hurt in her eyes is obvious* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..This relates to a creature, released from one of the swords of power, that Finnuala, and Simon and even Spadar have recovered..

Christina Anderson: *a look of confusion crosses her face as it seems that these aren't answers.. just more things to bring questions, and listens.*

Dana Mackintosh: *every muscle in her body tenses* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Looks to Quinn* Is this similar to the entity in the cross I...tried to protect? 

Dana Mackintosh: *then, she leans back against the seat, and is silent* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *quietly listens* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Continues watching out the side window and listening almost meditatively* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~just keeps driving~ This creature has been combatted by the Celestial Chorous and a few others, evens as it has been destroyed in pieces, bound in others. A group of our knightly brothers, from the Order of Eve, Decided that the best way to destory it, was to summon it in full, then destroy it..

Alexander Tarquine: ~catalogs and files everythign said, having nothing to add~ 

Tyne Donnelly: *clenches her jaw, trying to tell herself, again..that She was wrong, the ends do justify the means..even if things did go awry.*

Lucella Missa: *Thinks she might get to break more stuff tonight.* 

Christina Anderson: *does her damnedest to try and follow all the names and refrences being offered up, then gives up and files them away for later use.*

Liz St Augustine : * blinks listening to Quinn * in full? * mumbles to herself* 

Lucella Missa: ((colour change)) 

Finnuala Rosher: *The green-amber eyes of the fox on her shoulder turn on the rest of the passengers and he stares* 

Dana Mackintosh: *shifts slightly and lowers her head in the shadows* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..In full, natruall, they have the lore to do it, so their in NY, in a labrignth, preparing.. at last Report from Justine..who is, and will be on their side until i can get to her.

Daisy Mae Everson: *looks at the little fox of Finnuala, can't help but smiles at the little creature* 

Liz St Augustine : * thinks summoning yes but controling it is another thing* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~nods at the information~ 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~softly~ Evil, is a color of Gray when all else, is pure white. They have killed, This order of Eve. Some of the best of us, and the worst. They are loyal, drivin and in every way, absolutely dedicated to their purpose and carrying their mission thru. And were going to kill them all.

Daisy Mae Everson: (my posts may be slow, not feeling very well tonight) 

Christina Anderson: *wonders at the end of Quinn's last statement what happens next, then waits.* 

Dana Mackintosh: *feels sick* 

Tyne Donnelly: *looks at FJQ in slightly stunned silence. DOES the end..justify the means? notthis time..maybe* Quinn..do we have to?

Finnuala Rosher: *Tenaviel slips down the back of the seat and onto Daisy to test her lap as she looks so nice* 

Amber Ross: *Goes to light a cigarette, then remembers something and puts her pack away. She looks out the window silently, only half-listening at this point*

Dana Mackintosh: (*is right there with Daisy*) 

Lucella Missa: *puts up a hand* Umm...Father Quinn...I'm not so good with this killing business. If you have something precious that needs breaking, I'm your girl but killing things...well...I dunno.

Sabrina Christenson: *Blinks at Father Quinn's words, her stomach sinking.* 

Christina Anderson: *blinks at that - kill them all.* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Waits for the answer to that, as everyone knows how she feels about killing, and to kill Crowns!.....* 

Dana Mackintosh: *softly* I'm not sure I can do that. 

Tyne Donnelly: *looks at Amber, then Dana, then Finnuala, then Tenevial.* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..When the Needs of the MAny, our way the needs of he one..Yes. The group will be sacrificed, for the dedication they poise, and the sacrific they have shown. If the being is summoned, they will be unable to kill it, they will be it's arms and hands and mind and eyes, it's priestes.. A fact they have over loooked.

Dana Mackintosh: Can't we just stop them from summoning it? 

Daisy Mae Everson: *pats her lap for Tenaveil to make himself comfortable... Glancing at Father Quinn at the mention of ending the exsistance of this group*

Alexander Tarquine: ~takes a deep breath knowing that this is not for personal reasons but for the well being of thousands or millions of people~

Amber Ross: *She half-nods, about ready to kill SOMETHING right now...* 

Christina Anderson: *draws in a deep breath and holds it, now half listening as her mind spins.* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..Yes.. we can. ~answer the Questions, he keeps nothing back~ And in about 2-3 months, another Faction of the Order of Eve, will do the same.

Finnuala Rosher: *Viewing others' expressions in the black glass* 

Dana Mackintosh: FJQ> Oh. 

Christina Anderson: *nods rapidly and absently at Dana's question.* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Dana and sits back taking it all in* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~he knows only he needs to stirke, but he is letting this sit with them. Something they have to come to tearms with..that sometimes. Good, is simple the side that wins, not the side your on.~

Tyne Donnelly: *she almost laughs..she would almost laughs..but she just can't. She doesn't know if she'd laugh, cry, or scream. but outwardly, only twitches once, one eyelid*

Dana Mackintosh: *swallows* I'm working on it Dame. 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~that and no evil person says.."I'm evil.."~ 

Tyne Donnelly: *this..was supposed to SAVE lives..* Father Quinn? this..seems..wrong. 

Sabrina Christenson: *Puts a hand on her forehead, focusing herself...reminding herself of the difference between killing to protect the good, and killing...the way she used to.*

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~takes the turn off to the airport. checks the mirror, no way in hell he;s sending half of these people into summoning vs trained supernatural hunters, themselves a few supernatual~

Finnuala Rosher: *Recalls meeting one or two who said "I'm evil", but they were total losers like that waste of hide, Ramius and his birdie friend, Brekael.*

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~stops the van, and looks at all of them~ "..The outcome.. Is in thy hands. Who lives, who dies. "

Finnuala Rosher: Quinn> Question. If we stop the summoning, how do we stop them later, or the group after them? 

Dana Mackintosh: ((*ROFLMAO*)) 

Daisy Mae Everson: *swallows nervously at Quinns words* 

Lucella Missa: ((I'm evil)) 

Sabrina Christenson: *Nods quietly at Quinn's words, focusing herself for the upcoming battle, and praying her friends, and her soul, survive it*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *the jet is warmed up on the tarmac and fueling (incase he comes on) Spadar has already checked the plane and set the watch*

Alexander Tarquine: [[ ~knows none of his evil characters think they're evil~ ]] 

Dana Mackintosh: *holds up her hand* Oooh! Ooh! Can I die?! *looks around in theatrical hope* 

Lucella Missa: ((Great, now I'm evil AND a loser.)) 

Tyne Donnelly: *just..looks..thoughtful. Is killing a small group of peoplereally good? ever? I mean, one or two, yeah..but..it's human sacrifice, either way*

Liz St Augustine : * sighs softly to herself as she has seen many sides of evil throught her life esp as a wraith and just spaces off in memories*

Finnuala Rosher: *Thwaps Dana* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~would chuckle but his sense of humor was killed by a bullet to the shoulder~ 

Sabrina Christenson: *Looks up at Dana incredulously* 

Christina Anderson: *listens to the huge responsiblity that Quinn just gave them as her eyes dart a bit, some of this makes sense, some doesn't, but all of it is a major deal*

Dana Mackintosh: *thinks that evil is a very relative term* 

Daisy Mae Everson: (nine woman and two men... the Crown needs more men..*L*) 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..We reallocate the evil as the choristors did and disperse it ~and in some nuimber of years another group will lose many members, more people will die, and that ritual may not be halted.~

Finnuala Rosher: ((Like the Sept, Daisy)) 

Liz St Augustine : * blinks looking at Quinn and thinks ohh yeah no prob and lets out a deep breath* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [[naa..all the men WILL kill, that's no fun]] 

Dana Mackintosh: *gets thwapped* I was joking...what? Jason gets to do it...*attempts to mock pout, then just gives up and leans back against Alexander*

Christina Anderson: *grins a touch as Dana tries some sarcastic levity.* 

Tyne Donnelly: *glances at Amber, silently calculating how to get her to not come.* 

Amber Ross: *Finally looks away from the window and looks at Tyne, questioningly* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Dana and feels like thwapping herself her but just stands there* 

Finnuala Rosher: Quinn> It'll do for now. 

Tyne Donnelly - Amber Ross: *mutters, in gealic* ~TP~ go ahead.. 

Alexander Tarquine: ~removes the clip from his pistol and emptie the bullits into his hand, he puts all but one in his pocket and pulls out a file and begins tho file a cross into the tip of the slug~

Tyne Donnelly: *mutters, in gealic* 

Dana Mackintosh: *watches Alexander, curious* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~with his humanity, hsi decision is already clear.~ "..Incase I go down, Justine can be released with "...."for verily, i say unto ye, if ye have the faith of a mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountian..remove ye hence, to yonder place, and it shall remove: and nothing shall be impossible unto thee"

Liz St Augustine : * thinks about what's involved and does the oh i've lived a full life and ohh hmm maybe i should do the flower thing should i kill or should i not kill or toss a coin*

Daisy Mae Everson: (ah, I see Sab.. *grin*) *reches out a hand to the fox so he can get her scent, and hopes he doesn't bite* 

Dana Mackintosh: *wonders at the wisdom of Justin telling that to Dana* 

Christina Anderson: ((LOL@Liz))*listens, brain still swimming but catching the main points.* 

Tyne Donnelly: *sinetly thinks perhaps her twin can be more humanly released with a severed head, but she knew it'd be bad, and she will just have to deal. memorizes the phrase.* Quinn..we..I don't think some of us, can do this..

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Quinn never being good at spouting the holy word knows sure under stress can handle it no problem and just chukles to herself*

Amber Ross: *Commits FJQ's words to memory as she looks at Tyne, concentrating* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Tenaviel nips at Daisy and leaps back on Finnuala's shoulder. But he didn't actually make contact with the bite--that's how much he likes her*

Alexander Tarquine: ~works on the bullits as he rationalizes his future actions, knowing that it'll be easier to do without someone at gunpoint~

Amber Ross - Tyne Donnelly: ~TP~ You knew about this. *Not a question* 

Dana Mackintosh: *knows, with a sudden surity, that if she does this, she will shoot herself in the mouth. There will be no other choice. She will not live with herself, doing this, and abandoning everything she has worked for in her pitifully few and painfully long years in this body*

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..I know..~he says to tyne and opens the do and heads to the Plane~ It's differnt when someone is trying to kill thyself.

Daisy Mae Everson: *pulls her hand back away from Tenaviel, just grins at the little creature* Point noted, you don't like to be touched.

Tyne Donnelly: *looks at Amber, trying to be outwardly calm.* 

Finnuala Rosher: Quinn> But of course, you'll make every attempt at remaining able bodied. *Fixes her eye on him, then looks at the rest of the group with the same expression* Heroics are great in their place and time. No needless sacrifices.

Dana Mackintosh: *having made this revelation, she seems more sure of herself. She sits up straight, and walks into the plane, head high*

Tyne Donnelly - Amber Ross: ~TP~ Yes. I am sorry. *already knowws what's coming, scince, fter all, she's had the same reaction already*

Lucella Missa: *Wishes she had stayed awake during Sunday school* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *remember the guy she "took down at the castle in England, shivers* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Tenaviel blinks at Daisy semi-friendlily and hides under the purple cloak as Finnuala gets out of the van.* 

Amber Ross - Tyne Donnelly: ~TP~ *Shuts off the mental contact* 

Christina Anderson: *nods to Finn and follows, not really sure why she's here now.* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Walks up the ramp of the plane* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~stands at the edge of the steps to the plane and motions over to Finnuala~ 

Tyne Donnelly: *looks at FJQ, and thinks..about wo men, on a battlefield..and they have both shot each other, and they look at each other, laying there, dying..and they either both understand each other in that instant, and know thatthey were set there, without knowing how..or one, wishes he could give up his life, to the other's cause.* Self-defense..yes. no slaughter.

Liz St Augustine : * thinks damn too many of those bible study classes and didn't learn a thing about the bible* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Nods, looking up finally* Finnuala is right...no heroics. We perform the mission, then get out. *Seems steadfast and resolute*

Alexander Tarquine: ~deadpan~ Ultimately, a hero is a man who would argue with the gods, and awaken devils to contest his vision...

Daisy Mae Everson: *likes the little fox, grins at him again, getting out of the car and heads toward the plane with the others* 

Tyne Donnelly: *waits, to see if Amber going home, or coming, as well. looks at Sabrina* 

Liz St Augustine : * slowly makes her way out of the auto and looks at the other and then the plane then back to the van then willing her legs to move*

Amber Ross: *Looks away from Tyne, back to the moving landscape outside the van, quiet and cold* 

Dana Mackintosh: *decides that Tyne is unbelievable, and perhaps, one of these people she liks to forget are worth living for* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Goes to Father Quinn* Yes? 

Liz St Augustine : * gets her legs to work and follows the others to the plane* 

Lucella Missa: *In the plane.* 

Tyne Donnelly: *is pretty sure she is, in fact nbelivable, but not in the same vein. looks at the plane, then at Amber* do you want to go home?

Amber Ross: *Gets out of the van and walks to the plane silently, not looking at anyone.* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~follows the group to the plane, working on the bullets~ 

Sabrina Christenson: *Heads to the plane* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~leans in and whispers~ 

Amber Ross: *Doesn't answer Tyne...as a matter in fact, completely ignores her* 

Dana Mackintosh: *watches Liz for a moment* 

Christina Anderson: *joins the rest on the plane, having resloved some question of her own earlier this night.* 

Tyne Donnelly: *goes to the plane..knowing better than to try to talk Amber out of it. she sits, off a bit, from the others.* 

Liz St Augustine : * gets in the plane and chukles thinking about Jason and his fear of flying and it cheers her up a bit making her forget about the situation for a little bit*

Alexander Tarquine: ~flips on his introverted switch and absorbs himself in his task~ 

Dana Mackintosh: *takes a seat, in the back, also away from the others. For all her charisma, she is in many ways a loner by choice*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *the plan is set in motion, at least the enginess's are.* 

Dana Mackintosh: *pulls her knees up to her chest, she does sit that way fairly often* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Sits in the plane and takes her Gladius out of her backpack, latching it to her beltline* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *thinks about calling Simon, but then again...he won't be happy with this... takes a seat* 

Liz St Augustine : * speaks up* is there gonna be drinks on this flight or a movie? * trying to liven things up a bit* 

Dana Mackintosh: *is glad to see the Crownwives are getting to kick some ass. Is sorry it has to be under these circumstances.*

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~smiles and sends Finnuala up the ladder and himself in~ 

Alexander Tarquine: ~finishes with the bullets and begins to reload the clip~ 

Finnuala Rosher: *Whispers something back to Father Quinn* 

Amber Ross: *Moves to the far back of the plane, away from everyone, and puts her headphones on.* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *it's a private plane, so one has to get their own, but it's stocked* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *grins at LIZ* 

Liz St Augustine : * thinks oh god don't let them show a movie with an airline crashing ..very bad taste* 

Dana Mackintosh: *takes out a peice of paper, writes something on it* 

Amber Ross: ((True story...I was on a plane where the showed "Alive" as the in-flight movie)) 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~heads in and to the cockpit~ 

Christina Anderson: *settles to a seat and attempts to get comfortable.* 

Daisy Mae Everson: (brbbn 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *the plan takes of eaisly, and smoothly heading to the city that never sleeps* 

Tyne Donnelly: ((eww, Amb!! *G* did you start eyeballing the other passengers, for dibs?)) 

Liz St Augustine : ( ewwww was it while they were serving the meal?) 

Dana Mackintosh: ((*LOL@Crys*)) 

Sabrina Christenson: *See the bar and looks away immediately, eyes shut, breathing focused* 

Liz St Augustine : * tries to think of that song by frank sanatra * 

Amber Ross: *On second thought, gets up, walks to the bar, and makes herself a drink. A double* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~looks over all of them are dressed~ Nothing that flows, dresses, flower blouses. You will all were Kevlar and carry a fire arm. look in the pack and see what you can carry and if you can carry it..

Amber Ross: ((Naah...started to be glad I have such a low body fat All skin and bones... *S*)) 

Tyne Donnelly: *gets out a Kevlar vest for Amber, and hands it to Sabrina to give to her. she herself, starts to suit up* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~finishs with the gun and starts to put on the kevlar, slowly, as if to reinforce why its needed~ 

Finnuala Rosher: ((*LMAO*)) *Turns Tenaviel looks to visit with Daisy and rests up for what's to come, leaning back against her seat with mostly closed eyes*

Dana Mackintosh: *is already in her armour, with her pvc jacket..and wonders how she will move everything from her flowy trenchoat. Ah well, cleavage has to be good for something. She stands and walks to the bathroom* ((brb))

Liz St Augustine : * looks at what she's dressed in a pair of overalls and a t-shirt and hiking boots* umm Kevlar? 

Christina Anderson: *has never worn a flowing thing in her life so that is not a tall order. The gun however, is a stretch.* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at the other and thwaps herself mentally oh yeah these guys are gonna feel real safe with me i didn't even know what a kevlar was*

Sabrina Christenson: *Takes the Kevlar and slides it to Amber, not wanting to be too near to the alcohol. Gets one for herself, as well as a Glock 17*

Finnuala Rosher: *Only the cloak might flow* 

Liz St Augustine : * slowly takes the vest and looks at it like it's a puzzle and fumbles as she puts it on and looks at the guns* umm ennie meeany minie moe

Tyne Donnelly: *shucks off her too-large on purpose bomber jacket, and tucks a small gun into her waist, as well* 

Amber Ross: *Takes the Kevlar, and pulls a gun of her own out of her backpack...a .45 Italian Witness, similar to the one Ang uses*

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~checks knives, grenades,boot slits, cans, sprays..torch, wire mesh, kevlar, bracker ring and Fencing guard finnuala made, and last neck brace in case of bite attacks~

Alexander Tarquine: ~rummages through the gear and organizes it by need, the medkit being the most important thing he carries~

Finnuala Rosher: *Closes her eyes and envisions what she'll do next on her Monster Rancher game* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Takes off her skirt, not caring who looks and who doesn't, and pulls on a pair of black jeans. She takes off her blouse and puts on a tank top, then the Kevlar over that*

Finnuala Rosher: *Already equipped with everything fresh back from recharging and repair, she relaxes not even smug, just sure*

Liz St Augustine : * looks at the guns* umm we got any big knives like machettes in her somewhere...? * picks up a gun not knowing what kind it is and looks at it*

Christina Anderson: *picks out a vest and a relatively small handgun, holding it in an awkward fashion for a moment before returning to her seat.*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *the plane dips and shakes, turbulance flowing over the wings* 

Dana Mackintosh: *comes back out, catwoman styles with assorted stuff strapped to thighs, upper arms, and back, with the pvc jacket open. She tosses the significantly lighter trechcoat over a seat and grabs herself a juice*

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~moves back tothe cockpit~ 

Dana Mackintosh: *oh, and her sword strapped to her waist* ((like...WISHES she could look that cool irl)) 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): [someone else can icq the other things in the pack] 

Dana Mackintosh: *tips into the wall, oh yeah, balance is good* 

Christina Anderson: *grabs the seat as the plane hits the turbulance and steadies herself with a bite down on the inside of her cheek.*

Liz St Augustine : * looks at the guns* umm we got any big knives like machettes in her somewhere...? * picks up a gun not knowing what kind it is and looks at it*

Christina Anderson: *picks out a vest and a relatively small handgun, holding it in an awkward fashion for a moment before returning to her seat.*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *the plane dips and shakes, turbulance flowing over the wings* 

Dana Mackintosh: *comes back out, catwoman styles with assorted stuff strapped to thighs, upper arms, and back, with the pvc jacket open. She tosses the significantly lighter trechcoat over a seat and grabs herself a juice*

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~moves back tothe cockpit~ 

Dana Mackintosh: *oh, and her sword strapped to her waist* ((like...WISHES she could look that cool irl)) 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): [someone else can icq the other things in the pack] 

Dana Mackintosh: *tips into the wall, oh yeah, balance is good* 

Christina Anderson: *grabs the seat as the plane hits the turbulance and steadies herself with a bite down on the inside of her cheek.*

Alexander Tarquine: ~sits quiet and unmoving, ready but working on the willing~ 

Finnuala Rosher: *Looks so relaxed it's almost obnoxious* 

Liz St Augustine : * grabs the seat* ahhhh 

Tyne Donnelly: *sits now, ready..quiet..* 

Amber Ross: *Pulls her skirt off, wearing shorts underneath, and pulls the action back on her gun, placing it in her beltline.* 

Lucella Missa: Didn't a plane just plummet into the ocean last week? *nervous* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: * The CLAW rips in on the wing side, startling powerfully, the enery opening the plaing like a canister, ripping thru the side*

Liz St Augustine : * looks like a kid as she looks out a window oogling the view* 

Christina Anderson: *turns to Lucella at that mention, eyes widening a bit and then looks back.* 

Liz St Augustine : * grips her seat glad she put her seat belt on* 

Dana Mackintosh: *grabs the bar, HARD* 

Tyne Donnelly: *sees this, and immediatly tpuches the sash at her waist..even as she is pulled to the opening a bit* (Forces 2, trying to counter the pull 2, 2, 6, 6, 10)

Christina Anderson: *surprised too quickly to speak or shout, grabs hold of the seat tightly as the plane is starting to be rend apart.*

Sabrina Christenson: *Hears the ripping and immediately moves to grab whoever she needs to to keep them from falling out of the plane, praying in French* ((Forces 3, Prime 2, to place a forceshield over the hole...9,7,4,1))

Lucella Missa: *Screams like the big breasted blonde in any horror flick you can think of* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~get's thrown to the left side as the plane tilt shoving his hands against the side~ 

Amber Ross: *Falls out of her chair at the jolt and looks around in surprise* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~slowly raises his head and looks towards the starting hole, sending out his faith, the only weapon he has on a plane~

Tyne Donnelly: ((that was, to counter the general pull, not just on Tyne..)) 

Liz St Augustine : * closes her eyes and thinks of any prayer she can think of * though i walk thru the valley of death umm oh shoot

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *The pressure is immediate, yet less, as he plane spine slowly, roating to an almost upside down position as WHATEVER it is keeps trying to get inside (time effect)*

Finnuala Rosher: ((Please repost any PM's. ICQ is screwing with my Netscape and it froze)) *Leaps out of her seat in an instant, grabbing Tenaviel so he doesn't get sucked out*

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~runs on the plane roof, countering, with the debries plugging the hole~ 

Dana Mackintosh: *her arms wrapped around something on the bar, her face twisted as she holds on for her life, oddly enough, Wish starts playing in her head*

Liz St Augustine : * is hanging from her seat her eye fly open * what the hell?!!! 

Alexander Tarquine: ~is still buckeled to his seat and could care less about his physical orientaion~ Almighty God, Who delivered Your people from the bondage of the adversary, and through Your Son cast down Satan like lightning, deliver me also from every influence of unclean spirits. Command Satan to depart far from me by the power of Your only begotten Son. Rescue me from demonic imaginings and darkness. Fill me with the light of the Holy Spirit that I may be guarded against all snares of crafty demons. Grant that an angel will always go before me and lead me to the path of righteousness all the days of my life, to the honor of Your glorious Name, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, now and forever. Amen.

Christina Anderson: *keeps fast hold of the seat with a death grip, jaw clenched tight.* 

Dana Mackintosh: *looks to Liz as she feels the air going* 

Lucella Missa: *hyperventilating and panicing as her oxygen mask keeps hitting her in the head as she hangs upside down.* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *gets bounced around* 

Finnuala Rosher: All> Use your respirators! *Slaps around on her side till she finds hers and applies it* 

Liz St Augustine : * screaming* Father Quinn?!!!! * is really hoping someone is flying this thing* 

Tyne Donnelly: *feels the air thin, and concentrates, slowing her breathing down..holding onto something, to keep herself from being tosses around much more..*

Liz St Augustine : * looks for the oxygen thingie and grabs it feeling a little dizy* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [soak 3 bashing all] 

Amber Ross: *Takes a cigarette out and fumbles, trying to light it* 

Finnuala Rosher: ((Read that as indicating the ones on the plane)) 

Christina Anderson: *arches her head to get some orientation in the upsidedown position.* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~unbuckles his seatbelt and drops to the cabin roof, fishing out his respirator and placing it over his face~ 

Dana Mackintosh: *when she sees Liz has her own respirator, she pulls hers out of a pack on her back, putting it over her mouth, her arms locked around the fridge door handle, or something of sufficient strength*

Tyne Donnelly: ((spends a will))*makes a god-awful face as she feels the breath knocked from her, and gets a it hurt. (took 2)) 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~doens't make a sound as the rushing of the wind is too much for him to shout over, ~ 

Amber Ross: *Drops her cigarette as her head hits the plane wall with a curse* ((Soaked 1)) 

Finnuala Rosher: ((Soaks)) *Gets knocked into the overhead rack but seems to handle it* 

Tyne Donnelly: *fumbles for her respirator* 

Liz St Augustine : * sucks the oxygen * 

Dana Mackintosh: ((soaked two)) *winces, thinks "fuck."* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "~Mental~ I am here Liz, Just sit Tight.. 

Sabrina Christenson: ((Soaked 2)) *Stumbles, her concentration broken, and tries to refocus, to come up with a plan.* 

Christina Anderson: ((soaked 2))*fumbles out for the mask after Finn shouts, slapping it to her face in a panic.* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Actively begins countering the assaulting magic* 

Liz St Augustine : * nods becomeing a bit calmer * ( soaked 2) 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: ~the plane comtines to spin now flying to the side~ 

Daisy Mae Everson: *frantically looks around, after hit the roof of the cabin and is confused as she is up side down, but not... then grabs the oxygen mask ... and again grabs for the mask and puts it on*

Dana Mackintosh: *pulls herself off the floor, looks to all to see if anyone is hurt* 

Alexander Tarquine: [[soaks]] ~slowly slides towards Justin, impeading his progress with the chairs~ 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *it get's cold REALLY fast, * 

Sabrina Christenson: *Looks around, assessing damage in the chaos* 

Liz St Augustine : * feels really dizzy and just breaths slowly in and out trying to think of other things to calm her* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [[plan on it's left side]] 

Dana Mackintosh: *and hits the wall again, rolling off it to a seat and attempting to buckle herself in* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~runs on the windows amazingly enough, his dex seemingly unaffected as he moves and shoves a sword into to the claws~

Tyne Donnelly: *from where she grabbs, manages to get on her respirator* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Grabs a seat belt and makes a loop around her wrist to hold onto* 

Dana Mackintosh: *blocks out the cold, and wonders who will be finding one hell of a kick-ass trenchcoat on their front lawn tommorrow morning*

Sabrina Christenson: *Starts to pray again* ((Forces 3...counteract the cold with heat...spending 2 quint. 6,6,9)) 

Liz St Augustine : * thinks oh yeah we need the untimatle male tool ..duct tape * 

Christina Anderson: *tries to move with the twisting contortions the plane is doing, sucking in deep breaths of the O2.* 

Liz St Augustine : * starts to shiver and looks to see where the cold is coming from* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~holds onto the chair and is now standing on the left side of the plane~ 

Lucella Missa: *Screams until she passes out.* ((dumb girl massive panic attack)) 

Daisy Mae Everson: *gets to her feet, on the windows* 

Dana Mackintosh: *pulls up a memory of standing in a driveway, her voice firm, making the sign of the cross, a possesed body dropping in front of her, and shoots her faith to Justin*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *The plane abruplt rights itself as the ..what have you, leaves, the plane warms and the effect of time passes quickly, then the plane goes into a deep dive*

Daisy Mae Everson: (thanks.. soaked 3 wow) 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~goes flying to the celing, then right to the back into amber and Dana~ UYgh.. ~sword floating in the null space~

Tyne Donnelly: *thinks about the last time she was on a plane, and it did this, and swears..she's fucking walking from now on..she looks around, for chutes*

Finnuala Rosher: *Lets go of the looped seatbelt and more falls than moves toward the cockpit.* 

Dana Mackintosh: *braces herself, it's all she can right now* 

Daisy Mae Everson: (thanks.. soaked 3 wow) 

Christina Anderson: *falls with the change in the position and settles until it does that nasty dive thing, grasping hold of the seat in the same death grip.*

Liz St Augustine : * grips the seat thinking ..maybe i should of had a drink* 

Finnuala Rosher: ((Thankfully Jason is NOT here)) 

Alexander Tarquine: ~lets go of the seat and plumits towards the cockpit~ 

Amber Ross: *Pulls out another cigarette and tries to light it again* 

Dana Mackintosh: *thinks about how Jason reacted to the plane in that hell of a whathaveyou (doxrealm) and begins to understand*

Lucella Missa: *passed out* 

Amber Ross: *Tries to duck FJQ's flying body* 

Liz St Augustine : * see Quinn and then wonders who the hell is flying this thing and thinks of making a dahs to the cockpit hell she can't do any worse*

Dana Mackintosh: *hand over hand, makes her way towards Lucella* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [fin and alex -cockpit in a heafty bubble of piled flesh] 

Liz St Augustine : ( jason would of passed out already lol) 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [alex, liz and Finnuala to cockpit then sorry] 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~braces himself, and pushes off the back~ 

Daisy Mae Everson: *grabs for anything to steady herself* 

Liz St Augustine : * unbukles herself and braces herself to go flying to the cockpit* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [cockpit] *the pilot is trying to pull the plane out of the dive, his arm's straning* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~frowns and tries to reach the copilot stick, hoping Finn gets the pilot's~ 

Liz St Augustine : ( is it a one seater?) 

Daisy Mae Everson: (not a good scene for someone that is queasy) 

Dana Mackintosh: *gets to Lucella, makes sure she is buckled in, and well braced for a possible crash* 

Finnuala Rosher: Pilot> May I help you with that? *Offering through gesture to aid his strength with her own* 

Liz St Augustine : * lands in the cockpit hitting whoever is in her way* Finn your asking? 

Daisy Mae Everson: (*chuckle*) 

Tyne Donnelly: *chaecks all around, mind racing, to find other life forms, an where they are..(mind/corr scan, she's just taking headcount)

Christina Anderson: *stays put, not intrested in going to the front, although, if they crash, would probably be the least painful spot to be.*

Sabrina Christenson: *Looks around, trying to assess if anyone's injured severely or not* 

Lucella Missa: *Slumped over her knees. Breathing normally with a nasty cut above on her brow* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [cockpit] *Pilot* PULL, and reduce the power on , that *strained voice* lever..more flaps 

Dana Mackintosh: ((if we don't have oxygen back)) *ensures that Lucella's oxygen mask is secured on her face, yes, with ducttape if necessary*

Tyne Donnelly: *looks at Sabrina, reaching out with her mind* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~grabs his sword, doing the weightless thing, then , lands at the open side of the plane~ "..what the hell was that?

Daisy Mae Everson: *looks around trying to figure out what the heck is going on... as she says a silent prayer... * 

Finnuala Rosher: *Grasps the control and heaves back on it with the pilot, leaving the other controls to Alexander* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~follows the pilot's instructions while he and Finn try to pull up~ 

Sabrina Christenson: *Moves instantly to Lucella and gently places her back in her seat, and looks over her cut* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~he isassured that everyone is doing the best they can, they are well trained, so he's working with twhat he knows, his own faith a shield, workign with otherss to calm~

Dana Mackintosh: *wants to learn how to be weightless. Prays she'll have a chance* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at all the strange flips and crap on the board and looks out the window* 

Tyne Donnelly - Sabrina Christenson: ~TP~ we culd work in concert, and try to slow this thing down? 

Dana Mackintosh: ((has put LUCELLA in her seat, buckled her in, and secured her mask)) 

Dana Mackintosh: *is so DREAMING she's this together..keeps her faith pooled with JUSTIN'S* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [cockpit] *the lights on the ground is heading up REALLY fast and then they disappear, and trees can be heard hitting the underside of the plane, as it pulls up* FULL POWER!!!!!!

Alexander Tarquine: ~follows the instructions~ 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [pilot to LIZ] * hit the Blue switchs ..the once's marked .. Fuel.!!! hit them till they go red. 

Christina Anderson: *closes her eyes tight as the trees strike the plane and braces herself.* 

Liz St Augustine : * blinks as she looks out the window and hears the tree and looks behind her at the others* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Probably at the same time as Alexander, helps increase the power on the pilot's command* 

Lucella Missa: *pukes in her oxygen mask and begins to drown in it.* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at the piliot and nods and looks quickly for the switchs and flips them* 

Dana Mackintosh: *pulls the mask off LUCELLA's face* 

Amber Ross: *Buckles herself in and looks around, wishing she could help but not knowing how* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *braces herself when she hears the noise on the bottom of the plate... her children and Simon flash through her mind and she prays again, her belief in HIM stronger then ever, this is not their time to die*

Daisy Mae Everson: *braces herself when she hears the noise on the bottom of the plate... her children and Simon flash through her mind and she prays again, her belief in HIM stronger then ever, this is not their time to die*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [Sabrina having and tyne having slowed the Air, the fixed the temp then moved to check on the woundsed, are a little tired, but nothing elee]

Dana Mackintosh: EVERYONE, BRACE! *she holds an arm across LUCELLA's chest, Seinfeld style* 

Sabrina Christenson - Tyne Donnelly: ~TP~ Agreed 

Daisy Mae Everson: *get buckled in* 

Tyne Donnelly: *looks at Amber, looks at Sabrina, and begins to build her Froces effect..she toches her sahs, thinking of the plant as an extention of herself in a way..and trying to slow it down..* (Forces 2, stealing interta..extended roll..4, 4, 5, 7, 8)

Christina Anderson: *forces herself back into a seat, belts in and holds tight.* 

Finnuala Rosher: ((*LMAO*@Dana! I know that style.)) 

Liz St Augustine : * looks around for something to grab * 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *The plane Dumps Fuel, as one of the Enginess sucks in debris and just dies, pulling into the sky at an angle but climbing* Less flaps, 3/4.. more power.. STop dumping fuel at 1/2

Tyne Donnelly: ((or, not extended, Sabrina is helping)) 

Lucella Missa: *Stinky* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~follows instructions~ [[ BRB ]] 

Dana Mackintosh: ((*rolls her eyes* I do that to people all the time, only it's instinctual, and I always get that comment, and I'm just like "Uh..I was trying to...oh, nevermind"*

Sabrina Christenson: *Acts in concert with her prayer* ((Rolling to help Tyne...5,9,10+WP)) 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): My soul is the infant searching for the comfort of warm milk. My soul is the bodiless searching for temple. My soul yearns for rest from life's weary roads. I lift my soul to You, Oh Father. Pull me close to You, dearest Lord, and comfort this infant. Hold my hand, and let me know You are here. In the depths of my being, I remember Your comfort, just as I remember the comfort of the womb. It was there, in darkness, that I first knew You, for You called my name. Here I am, Lord. Older and broken. Comfort me.

Liz St Augustine : * hears the one engine die and gulps* 

Tyne Donnelly: ((that's 5 suXX for Tyne and Sab. )) 

Dana Mackintosh: *can't help but glance at Quinn and think that is one of the most beautiful things she has ever heard..and it gives her hope*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [The plane stops lilting and straightens out, flying right as it heads into the sky] 

Dana Mackintosh: *lets go of LUCELLA, slowly..wonders why they're still trying to fly instead of landing.* 

Tyne Donnelly: *blinks..she hadn't thought she and Sabrina were THAT good..but grinns, even as Paradox jarrs her bones* 

Finnuala Rosher: *As the pilot moves the stick, her hands move with it at first because her knuckles are frozen from the strain and the adrenaline*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [there seems to be no inertia or pulls, the plane moving without the addded weight and pull] 

Finnuala Rosher: s'not over yet, but it's better. 

Christina Anderson: *releases her held breath as they start rising and opens her eyes.* 

Liz St Augustine : * walks from the cock pit and plops back into her seat and the shock is starting to wear off* 

Dana Mackintosh: *takes a long deep breath, and the shaking starts* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~looks at the plane and debris and all the others, then back to the claw mark in the plane~ And so it begins.

Liz St Augustine : * looks back at everyone* 

Dana Mackintosh: *blinks at Tyne, FJQ, and Sab..whom she just knows somehow made that happen...and it's, like, "wow...."* 

Tyne Donnelly: *grins wildly at Sabrina, then looks at Amber, to make sure she is ok. while getting herself into a seat* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~the Shrieekk of the sword resheathing itself is the only sound after~ 

Dana Mackintosh: *unbuckles and moves to help Alexander, laying LUCELLA across the two seats to help her breathing, checking pulse and breathing*

Liz St Augustine : * sits back in her seat and starts to sweat a little* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [1 willpower, caregives get back 2 for helping.] 

Christina Anderson: *swallows hard and nods once.* 

Lucella Missa: *Blinks as she begins to come to* 

Dana Mackintosh: *as she listens for a pulse* FJQ> Can I ask what that was> 

Finnuala Rosher: *Remaining in the cockpit to assist if possible and needed* 

Lucella Missa: *Blinks as she begins to come to* 

Dana Mackintosh: *as she listens for a pulse* FJQ> Can I ask what that was> 

Finnuala Rosher: *Remaining in the cockpit to assist if possible and needed* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *checks on Lucella first* 

Tyne Donnelly: *smiles, anyway, she's okay, and that's a good thing.* 

Sabrina Christenson: ((WOO HOO!! I need that damn WP...)) 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~Checks his people by eye,and see's others are helping~ "..I doth not know Dana, It was but a claw, but heavy enouth to tip a plane over. ~sweeps toward the cockpits, crawling over people if neccessary~

Dana Mackintosh: *now that..that worries her. The Man is supposed to know what it was.* 

Amber Ross: *Doesn't want to consider what would have a claw THAT BIG...* 

Liz St Augustine : * thinks yeah somebody doesn't want us to come and shivers uncontroably* 

Dana Mackintosh: *wonders if this is one of those dragon things* 

Lucella Missa: *Eyes like dinner plates staring at the wreckage of the plane.* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Finally cracks her fingers loose from the stick and is quietly watching the sky ahead* 

Dana Mackintosh: (repost) *checks LUCELLA'S pulse and heartrate* 

Christina Anderson: *mentally blocks out the claw part - better not to worry about that.* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Moves to hepl Daisy with Lucella* 

Liz St Augustine : * corrects that... something and shivers more* 

Dana Mackintosh: ((doh, pulse and breathing, I mean)) 

Daisy Mae Everson: Lucella, do you hurt anywhere? *looking of injuries* 

Dana Mackintosh: *steps back as DAISY and SAB take over, walks over towards Liz* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *grins at Dana and Sab* 

Dana Mackintosh: *sits beside Liz..thinks...what's gonna do it here...* Would you like to pray? 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~loosk in and heads to the pilot, claps him on the back and kneels beside Finnuala~ "..Did thou remember what Louis said he released?

Daisy Mae Everson: Dana, are you all right? 

Liz St Augustine : * thinks back to that twilight zone episode she saw with the gemlin and blinks and shakes her head* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [The plane rocks with turbulance*] 

Tyne Donnelly: *ponders..how did they KNOW they were coming.* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Nods to Daisy, all business, and looks back to Lucella* 

Lucella Missa: Umm...*touches her head which is bleeding like you would expect from a head wound* Ouch! Yeah, I must have banged my head. Is everyone else okay?

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Dana and smiles a bit* no hun i'm okay just thinking... 

Daisy Mae Everson: *reminds herself to be scared later* 

Lucella Missa: *smiles at Dana and Sabrina* I think I'm okay. 

Christina Anderson: *inhales sharply at the turbulance.* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~tenses and looks back in the plane, eyes not roaming just solid~ 

Amber Ross: *Jumps at the turbulence after what just happened* 

Liz St Augustine : * grips her seat * 

Finnuala Rosher: Quinn> I was enraptured by the songs from the woman who had the Rosary. I remember, but the details are alternately clear and vague.

Daisy Mae Everson: Lucella, Everyone is up and about. *checks on her hed wound* Could some one get the first aid kit. 

Dana Mackintosh: *rocks, rather ready for the turbulence this time* DAISY> I'm cool. *looks around for others who are upset, since calming people seems to be what she is good at. Maybe she should just put 4 years of theatre training to use, and give a rousing inspirational speech or something*

Sabrina Christenson: *PLaces her hand on Lucella's head and concentrates...they need to be at their best* ((Life 3...2,9,6. One Health healed))

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *it's just turbulance as it contines to sail along into the night* 

Dana Mackintosh: *takes out her first aid kit and tosses it to DAISY* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~nods to Finnuala~ I see.. 

Daisy Mae Everson: *grins at Sab* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *catch the kit* Thanks Dana 

Sabrina Christenson: *Smiles to Daisy a bit...the first time she's smiled in a while* 

Christina Anderson: *sits in the seat, quite rattled but trying to focus on what might be ahead.* 

Finnuala Rosher: Quinn> We better find a way to keep our plans so secret not even we know them. I'm already afraid for Justine. They must know by now.

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [pilot]* Prepare for landing..we have only one Engine, it's going to be rough. And were streaching Fuel 

Lucella Missa: *Heals and screams again at the turbulence.* Can we just land already!! 

Amber Ross: *Her hand goes involuntarily to her mouth at Finnuala's words* Oh no... 

Liz St Augustine : * sits back in her seat quiet as she looks a bit spacy her mind raceing with memories* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~smiles at Lucella~ "..Ask, and thy shall know the truth of life and soul 

Tyne Donnelly: *glances at Finnuala, worriedly..hoping sh'e wrong..how would they? they sure as hell put on a good show..SHE didn't even know for sure..*

Daisy Mae Everson: *cleans up the blood on Lucella head* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~nods to Finn, but there is something nagging him~ 

Finnuala Rosher: *Hangs onto the back of the pilot's seat and braces while sitting. Reaches for Father Quinn to join her in the preparation*

Liz St Augustine : * snaps out of it and looks at the cockpit * 

Alexander Tarquine: ~braces himself~ 

Daisy Mae Everson: *buckles herself in a seat again, as she checks everyone over visible* 

Sabrina Christenson: Everyone sit down and buckle in!! *Follows her own advice* 

Lucella Missa: FJQ>>*screams* I'm too young to know!! 

Liz St Augustine : * absently bukles herself in things bothering her as she goes over things in her mind* 

Lucella Missa: *Bracing herself then abandons all decorum as if she had any left and grabs Dana for dear life.* 

Dana Mackintosh: *alright, going with the inspirational speech. Her voice rings out, clear and true, with a cool fire echoing in your souls* ((soothing voice merit, rolls wp to remember the psalm, absent-minded *S*)) In God I will praise my words, in God I have put my trust: I will not fear what flesh can do against me. All the day long they detested my words: all their thoughts were against me unto evil. They will dwell and hide themselves: they will watch my heel. As they have waited for my soul for nothing shalt thou save them: in thy anger thou shalt break the people in pieces, O God, I have declared to thee my life: thou hast set my tears in thy sight, As also in thy promise. hen shall my enemies be turned back. In what day soever I shall call upon thee, behold I know thou art my God. In God will I praise the word, in the Lord will I praise his speech. In God have I hoped, I will not fear what man can do to me. In me, O God, are vows to thee, which I will pay, praises to thee: Because thou hast delivered my soul from death, my feet from falling: that I may please in the sight of God, in the light of the living. *she buckles herself in, and looks REALLY proud of herself for remembering that.* ((5 suxx))

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~touches Finnuala cheek, and holds on to the seat~ Everyone. For All Humanity Bless us all, 0 Lord, we pray, for loved ones, here & near, and far away. And everyone for whom we pray. Keep us safe each night and day, the homeless who have no place to stay. Those who are suffering in any way. The dying, those mourning or grieving and all who need God's mercy. Keep us safe, Heavenly Father, when we are at home, or travelling on our way, or when we are vulnerable, or in danger in any way. Most merciful Father, hear us as we pray for the souls in Purgatory, or who may be sent there some day.

Tyne Donnelly: *looks at Father Quinn, quizzicly..thinks..thinks hard..there's only one or two ways they could know. one, is out of the question, she won't even consider it..and the other* Quinn..who else knew we were coming here, yet is not with us?

Christina Anderson: *still belted, prepares.* 

Tyne Donnelly: ((DLP)) *winces, braces, watches the others..* 

Finnuala Rosher: *The burst of Faith given toward everyone is immediate and like an invisible nova* 

Dana Mackintosh: *holds onto LUCELLA, buckling her in* 

Amber Ross: *Is already buckled in, puts her headphones on and shuts her eyes to relax. Concrete Blonde blasts, audible to those around her* "The Sky is a Poisionous Garden Tonight..."

Liz St Augustine : * grips the seat and thinks of two things that give her strength as she closes her eyes* 

Dana Mackintosh: *pools her faith with the collective faith, giving it back to everyone around her, and is glad that at least she found a real family before she goes*

Dana Mackintosh: *pools her faith with the collective faith, giving it back to everyone around her, and is glad that at least she found a real family before she goes*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [+3 faith ]The plane comes screaming in, a sputter of engines, then drops to the tarmac with a jaring force*

Dana Mackintosh: *closes her eyes, startled, that at this moment she thinks of James* 

Christina Anderson: *grits her teeth and holds on tight as it lands, eyes locked shut.* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~keeps his eyes on finnuala~ 

Liz St Augustine : * she grimaces feeling like her whole body is gonna feel this when they stop* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Forcibly relaxes, her eyes fixed on Father Quinn's* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *get jolted when they "touch down"* 

Lucella Missa: *Screams and blubbers* 

Tyne Donnelly: *waits for pain to start, and the rest to end, or for nothing, and then the pain to start.* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *throws the Air breaks and kills the power, twisthing the plane to the side to compensate for one engine*

Liz St Augustine : * thinks i hope the alchol is okay she's gonna need one hell of drink * 

Alexander Tarquine: ~takes a deep breath and waits, content to leave his fate in God's hands~ 

Finnuala Rosher: ((Good one Tyne)) 

Sabrina Christenson: *Focuses inward as the plane touches down, then looks around to makes sure everyone's fine again* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *the plane comes to a stop and their is silence. then* "..Welcome to new York, laguardia airport. The temprature is 34 degrees, and balmy. There is no wind chill,. Thank you for flying, Pleae, come again.

Dana Mackintosh: *lets out a breath so shaky it's a whimper* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *exhales the breath she was hold* 

Amber Ross: *Once the veritgo and moving and shaking and yeeshing ends, she opens her eyes and takes her phones off* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Hugs the pilot, then Father Quinn, kissing him full on the mouth and half lifting him in joy...halts and looks proprietous again*

Lucella Missa: Is it over? Please tell me it's over! And what is that Welcome crap! Where the hell are the fire engines and the big yellow blow-up slide! *cries*

Liz St Augustine : * looks at the cockpit and yells* are you nut come again geese as if!!! 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~stands almost instantly and moves to the door, alert. He stops and sweeps the plane with his GAze~ Everyone. "St. George, patron of the light, who hunts the shadows of the night..." "upon my blood, I call thee now, purify me, for I avow..." "to set my feet upon thy road; thy sword, I take up for mine own."

Christina Anderson: *opens her eyes and looks up to the overhead announcement with a scowl.* Thank you too.... *sighs.* 

Dana Mackintosh: *squeezes LUCELLA* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~slowly rises to his feet, nothing just happened~ 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): (adjust, before)~Returns Finnuala kiss and grins,t hen (as last post) ~ matron, we art alive thee know

Finnuala Rosher: St. George, patron of the light, who hunts the shadows of the night. Upon my blood, I call thee now, purify me, for I avow. To set my feet upon thy road; thy sword, I take up for mine own.

Daisy Mae Everson: "St. George, patron of the light, who hunts the shadows of the night..." "upon my blood, I call thee now, purify me, for I avow..." "to set my feet upon thy road; thy sword, I take up for mine own."

Finnuala Rosher: I know (To Father Quinn) 

Dana Mackintosh: *watches her Dame and Justin, and throws her head back and laughs in pure joy, crying at the same time. Goddamn emotionalness...and she doesn't stop grinning*

Alexander Tarquine: "St. George, patron of the light, who hunts the shadows of the night..." "upon my blood, I call thee now, purify me, for I avow..." "to set my feet upon thy road; thy sword, I take up for mine own." ~kisses his rosary~

Dana Mackintosh: *adds her own soothing ring to it* "St. George, patron of the light, who hunts the shadows of the night..." "upon my blood, I call thee now, purify me, for I avow..." "to set my feet upon thy road; thy sword, I take up for mine own."

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ...And I saw heaven opened, and behold a white horse; and he that sat upon him was called Faithful and True, and in righteousness he doth judge and make war. His eyes were as a flame of fire, and on his head were many crowns; and he had a name written, that no man knew, but he himself.

Liz St Augustine : st.george ,patron of the light who hunts the shadows of the night....upon my blood i call thee now purify me for i avow..to set my fee upon thy road ..thy sword i take up for mine own * grins as she actually said it right*

Daisy Mae Everson: *really does want to tell Simon about this, but he will know soon enough... it'll be in her report* 

Finnuala Rosher: ((AAAAaAAaAaaAAAAaaaaaaaa! I just saw an ugly naked man in the house next door. Okay, all better now.))

Daisy Mae Everson: (that's... "doesn't" want to tell Simon) 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~and finally, he nods to them, locking in their belife and faith to the plan at hand~ Say among the heathen that the LORD reigneth: the world also shall be established that it shall not be moved: he shall judge the people righteously.The WaR is eternal, The battle Forever, The army Stands on the ready to do HIS bidding. No one Hunts the Hunters. War is evil, and those that wish it are it's evil servitors.Those that art evil and desire not redemption, are Judged.Rightousness belongeth unto Thee O Lord..but sayeth the Lord ALL no matter the Sin is Forgiven by ME and not by MAN

Justyne Donnelly: *comes out of her frighttened revire* 

Dana Mackintosh: ((*ROFL@Finn*)) 

Lucella Missa: *near hysterical* "St. George, patron of the light, who hunts the shadows of the night..." "upon my blood, I call thee now, purify me, for I avow..." "to set my feet upon thy road; thy sword, I take up for mine own."

Christina Anderson: *fumbles through it, poorly and on autopilot, simply because others are and it certainly can't hurt.* "St. George, patron of the light, who hunts the shadows of the night..." "upon my blood, I call thee now, purify me, for I avow..." "to set my feet upon thy road; thy sword, I take up for mine own."

Liz St Augustine : * stands from her seat her legs feeling almost like jello * 

Finnuala Rosher: *Echo in pride* The WaR is eternal, The battle Forever, The army Stands on the ready to do HIS bidding. No one Hunts the Hunters. War is evil, and those that wish it are it's evil servitors.Those that art evil and desire not redemption, are Judged.Rightousness belongeth unto Thee O Lord..but sayeth the Lord ALL no matter the Sin is Forgiven by ME and not by MAN

Justyne Donnelly: *looks at FJQ, and wonders about that..looks at Amber, then Finnuala, and then Dana, and Sabrina* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *the faith of One move about the area, touching all, and then like a shield, stays * 

Dana Mackintosh: *softly, still on her odd memory kick* "And they were filled with great awe, and said to one another "Who then is this, that even the wind and teh sea obey him?"

Alexander Tarquine: Mine Honor Pales in considerion to HIS divine Grace. I am but HIS sword in HIS Arm. Swords Do not Move by themselves, They are Guided to a Worthy Foe and When the Foe is Vanquished they are then Returned to Rest. Sword of His hand, HIS service is all that Matters

Liz St Augustine : * shivers a bit really wanting to get out of the plane* 

Justyne Donnelly: *waits..having nothing to add, currently* 

Lucella Missa: *Hangs on to Dana* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~he smiles at Dana~ I am neighter Dead, no HIS son, but i am however.. resurected.. ~and with that he heads down the stairs~

Dana Mackintosh: *blinks at that...hugs LUCELLA* Lu> Ready to go kick some ass? 

Daisy Mae Everson: *readies herself to go* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *heads out with the others* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): [no=nor]~opens the door of the waiting car, after a check with sense's not his own~ 

Alexander Tarquine: ~walks down the stairs and follows the group, meaning what he said~ 

Dana Mackintosh: Sorry, THE ass. *she grins* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [it's butt kicking time] 

Liz St Augustine : * gets out the plane and abrupty kisses the ground* 

Amber Ross: ((*beats her server to death with a sausage*)) 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~echo's Alexander's words, and prepared himself~ 

Liz St Augustine : * gets up and follows the others* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *In the distance, Five people stare at the plane, one smooking* 

Christina Anderson: *gets in line to exit the plane, pushing aside the part of her mind that is telling her to just go and sit back down.*

Lucella Missa: Dana>>No!! I think we should all go to the hospital right now! Look at this plane! 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Lucella and wonders if she's gonna be okay * 

Amber Ross: *Gets out and looks at the group, a cigarette bruning in her own hand* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Takes note of the five, remembering them from before and keeps them in mind as possibly useful tools.* 

Dana Mackintosh: Lucella, we're all fine, and we have a job to do. C'mon. *she stands* 

Daisy Mae Everson: * notes the five people* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Steps out of the plane and looks at the five, then to Finnuala, again all business* Friend or Foe? 

Daisy Mae Everson: (hope my stomach will settle so I can stay) 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at the 5 people * 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [witheven a dot in vampire lore. their vampires, they arn't hiding it, nor care if anyone see's them] 

Finnuala Rosher: Lucella> Hey, come on. You did great. We're all alive and I hope you'll be my Grandmother some day. *Smiles reassuringly, hoping to chill her out.*

Alexander Tarquine: [[ BRB kitties require something.... ]] 

Sabrina Christenson: ((Archiving for Tyne)) 

Daisy Mae Everson: (got it Tyne the Archive that is) 

Dana Mackintosh: *looks up at Finn and doesn't even ~try~ and figure that one out* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [5people] Stay where they are, another yawn, keep watch, they occassinally look at the group. 

Lucella Missa: Uh, I think I'm fine. Uhh...just gotta get my land legs. 

Finnuala Rosher: Daisy> I bet they watch everything here. 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..Ny is under Sabbat contol.. As far as we have been able to acertian..They are always their. Ignore them unless they move..

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~nods to alex and Finnuala, as they come up with the same answers~ "..If we were vampires, they would challange us I am sure.

Amber Ross: *Makes sure her gun is ready, just in case the Sabbat try anything.* 

Daisy Mae Everson: ~nods to Alex~ well we are an interesting sight with the damage to our plane. 

Finnuala Rosher: *After Justin mentions the Sabbat it suddenly hits her that somewhere along the line she got unafraid and unimpressed by Vampires. They're a known quantity like any dangerous animal.*

Alexander Tarquine: ~nods to Daisy and continues to watch them from the coner of his eye~ 

Finnuala Rosher: Quinn> All the better Jason didn't come. 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [The pack]*Seems bored, and their leader seperate himself and beings to walk over... The rest alsmost instanttly fall in line. 2 of them [faith 4+ to see] disappaer from view*

Lucella Missa: Hey? When did I become Paladin anyway? *weak smile* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Nods to Father Quinn, accepting his commands silently and looking to Amber to make sure she's okay* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Finn and nods half glad but half sad he didn't* 

Daisy Mae Everson: (brb) 

Alexander Tarquine: ~stops to watch the ones he can still see~ 

Finnuala Rosher: *Watching the approach* 

Sabrina Christenson: ((That was to mean Sabrina's the Paladin...and it wasn't said out loud, Luc)) 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~stops, turns, and clears the area, watching the group approach~ 

Liz St Augustine : * blinks and watches and strain to hold back at adjustthis thing straped to her chest* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [the pack]They are unhurried and slow, the leader moves forward to about 30 ft and stops, cocks his head to the side* "..Meat. Why are you here.. this is the 3rd time on our Turf

Sabrina Christenson: *Pulls her sword and gun, ready just in case.* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~motions for Sab and Fin to do the talking, get's the other intot he car~ 

Finnuala Rosher: *Doesn't answer to "Meat"* 

Lucella Missa: *still just trying to maintain an upright position. Her tray table is her idol now.* 

Christina Anderson: *avoids looking at the leader as he speaks, darting her eyes to the side and about.* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Cooly watches the speaker* Business trip. 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [pack]*One focus on Sabrina and grins, also pulling a gun, a sawed off shot gun.* 

Christina Anderson: *let's herself be ushered into the car.* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~slides out his pistol and refuses to get in the car til everyone is same~ 

Tyne Donnelly: *goes with Finnuala and Sabrina..not going to the car* 

Liz St Augustine : * doesn't look at any of the packs eyes just kinda looking down* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Raises an eyebrow at the Sabbat focused on her* Precautionary...I hope yours is too. 

Daisy Mae Everson: (back)*is ushered into the car* 

Amber Ross: *Goes to the car* 

Dana Mackintosh: *comes out of the plane wreckage, having calmed herself considerably, and pulls up when she sees the gun* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [the pack]"..Chill, or get huxed.. factiod. We care not if we loose people, you do. take a picture, and do the count.

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~snaps his finger at Alexander and Tyne, calling them back to his side~ 

Finnuala Rosher: Pack leader> It's just business. Here, I'll give you the number of my boss the Archbishop. 

Finnuala Rosher: *Seems pretty calm, assured. even nearly blase* 

Tyne Donnelly: *warily does as she's told..goes to where the FJQ indicates* 

Liz St Augustine : * gets ushered into the car* 

Dana Mackintosh: *blinks as Finn brings back some of Finn's more unpleasant memories in Dana's mind* 

Lucella Missa: *Looks at Dana and mouths the word "factoid" as if to say "What the hell is he talking about?"* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Stands next to Finnuala and nods, neither weapon in a threatening posture* Relax...I'm cool. 

Dana Mackintosh: *glances over at Lucella, and nods towards the car* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~falls back to Justin's side, but continues to watch the exchange~ 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Lucella and then looks at Dana as if to say please get her in the car* 

Dana Mackintosh: *glowing blond cat-girl in pvc with weapons strapped all over her, eases herself towards the car* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [The pack]"..Him too, i take credit .*smirks, shaps his finger* "..What the cake your carrying? you canrrying alot to burn nothing.. Can;t let the place burn without a little know.

Dana Mackintosh: *slips her arm around Lucella's waist on the way* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~looks over the car door and stares at nothing~ "..I wouldn't do that.. and yes i can see you. 

Amber Ross: *Gets in the car and waits silently* 

Finnuala Rosher: Pack leader> Of course I brought you something. Toll roads around here after all. *Grins and pulls out, barrel first, the service revolver from the back of her belt* For you.

Tyne Donnelly: *on FJQ's comment, she touches her sash, muttring something in gealic* (mind 1, Corr 1 scans..trying to keep track of all sentients.)

Christina Anderson: *pauses as Quinn talks at nothing and shudders a bit.* 

Dana Mackintosh: *studies every move Finn, Sab, and the pack makes without seeming to watch them* (mind/corr) 

Lucella Missa: *Is ushered towards the car.* 

Daisy Mae Everson: (is back, I think) 

Alexander Tarquine: ~still beside Quinn but has yet to put the pistol away~ 

Dana Mackintosh: *slips Lucella into the car, shielding Lucella with her body the entire time, subtly* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [Pack] *looks at the gun and walks over to Finnuala* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [nothiing extra is picked up with corrospandace]\ 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~sighs and keeps track of something, but his head turns to watch it circle~ 

Finnuala Rosher: *Extends it to the leader, giftlike* It's nice, but just a token of appreciation. 

Sabrina Christenson: *Adjusts her grip on her gun, watching the Pack Leader closely as he approaches, ready at the slightest moment to defend Finn*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [pack leader] *flick out the rett and takes the Gun, only about inches from finnuala, and checks it* 

Liz St Augustine : * glances at Finn and wonders how much she's hating this* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [packleader] Doesn't seem concerned in the least about the others. 

Finnuala Rosher: *Guarded polite demeanour* 

Dana Mackintosh: *every muscle in her body is tense, standing in the car door, shielding it with her all-too-small form, she turns and watches Finn and the bloodbitch*

Sabrina Christenson: *Just guarded...she's not there to be polite. She's there to kick ass if necessary* 

Christina Anderson: *will not move any further until it is clear that it is safe, watching Quinn.* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~is in the zone and ready to cover Finn~ 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~known what's going to happen next, doesn't stop it~ 

Amber Ross: *CHillin' in da car* 

Dana Mackintosh: *thanks god for the pvc hiding the stakes strapped to her upper arms* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [*instantly(cel) places the Gun over Finnuala's heart and waits for her and their reacation, staring into her eyes] "..Is this it? Does it work.." *his voice moving like a chip*munk

Tyne Donnelly: *standing rather near Amber's car door..so as to allow anything that might want to get into said door..some..trouble*

Dana Mackintosh: *knuckles turn white clenched into fists* 

Lucella Missa: *In the car* 

Finnuala Rosher: Pack leader> *Gleam of something in her eye* Yeah, but if you want blood I'd rather you got it another way. 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [pack].*the feeling of power and bleeding danger bleed from them. Few people know the strenght and purpose of a sabbat pack, or the shear odacity and balls*

Daisy Mae Everson: *can't do much inside the car* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Points her gun at the pack leader's head* Test it, and you'll find how well THIS one works. 

Alexander Tarquine: ~cocks the hammer but has yet to raise the pistol~ 

Dana Mackintosh: *hears Finn and swallows so hard she feels she will strain her throat muscles* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Keeping that same feeling to herself concerning the Crown Pack* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Finn and the pack leader growing uneasy and gritting her teeth always hating the intimadation of the Sabbat*

Finnuala Rosher: Sabrina, be polite before I smack the shit out of you. 

Lucella Missa: *gasps and stuffs her fist in her mouth to keep from screaming again* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [packleader] **Grins, his eyes on Finnuala, answering* "..Who's faster..? 

Amber Ross: *Blinks as she watches what's going down, in a bit of shock* 

Dana Mackintosh: *reaches a hand behind her back, extending it to Lucella* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~keeps his eyes on the one that he can see, scans for the other, looks under the car suddenly~ 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Lucella* calm...my dear this is just the testing part and negotiations..it will be over soon... 

Dana Mackintosh: *her other hand moves oh-so-slowly to rest on the hilt of her sword* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~lines his pistol on on of the others, drawing a beade on his head, waiting~ 

Finnuala Rosher: Pack Leader> She's a flunkie and hasn't learned yet. Ignore her. So, anything you want me to take back to Mr. Smythe?

Daisy Mae Everson: *wants to get out of the car but does want to make any sudden movement* 

Tyne Donnelly - †Çrw oƒ Šhaws†: ((mind 3, corr 2..only IF, he strts to intend to shoot Finnuala. otherwise, it won't happen. if he tries to shoot her, he will, instead, shoot one of his packmates. 1, 5, 8, 8, 9)

Dana Mackintosh: *sees that Alex and Sab have the leader covered, wants to go help Quinn, but finds herself unable to take her eyes from Finn*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [one absently starts to run blood thru his fingers like a garrort wire] 

Lucella Missa: *Gives up and closes her eyes* 

Tyne Donnelly: *mutters some gealic, and touches the pendant around her neck..but doesn't relese any energy..yet* 

Dana Mackintosh: *omigod* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..down.. back down. ~do not play games of escualtion with the sabbat,~ 

Tyne Donnelly: *nodds at FJQ, and cancels the building majcik.* 

Dana Mackintosh: *flicks her eyes at Alexander, mutters low* Chill dude, trust her on this one. 

Sabrina Christenson: ((Was having problems...sorry)) *Nods to Finn* Not being impolite, dear...just cautious. 

Alexander Tarquine: ~is not on the leader, is on another of the visible ones~ 

Daisy Mae Everson: *hand on the handle of the door, ready to jump out if she has to (assume one of the doors is closed)* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [pack leader]*leans into finnuala's ear, slow, opening his mouth* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Seems to ignore Sabrina, but actually listens* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Braces, ready to flare out with Faith if he does anything* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~(blows willpower) ~his eyes narrow, but he doesnt' move, still conentrating~ 

Dana Mackintosh: *takes a long deep breath, paling in restrained anger and heretofore unexperienced fear* 

Christina Anderson: *continues watching Quinn, not sure what to do if anything, but the first sign of something will be from him.* 

Daisy Mae Everson: (hope they are not hungry) 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Daisy* it will be okay Finn knows what she's doing * smiles * 

Tyne Donnelly: *smiles to herself, wistfully, thinking about something* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Outwardly seems to enjoy his cold lips near her throat* 

Dana Mackintosh: *flashing blue eyes focused on Finn, aura flaring in and out, surging, as she barely restrains herself* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *nods to Liz, but is still ready...* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~stands perfectly calm, maintaing his aim, devoid of emotion~ 

Finnuala Rosher: *Whispers back to the leader* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Is still pointing the gun, though* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: ~whispers~ 

Liz St Augustine : * glances at Sabrina and softly sighs and shakes her head a bit* 

Lucella Missa: *Has her hands over her eyes in the car* Just tell me when I can look. It's a wonder I don't pop valium like good-n-plenty's hanging out with you people.

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~He holds himself still, knowing the other will take their cues from him, his lips moving softly as he continues to concentrate~

Finnuala Rosher: *Nods to the leader* No problem. *Takes her spare clip from the back of her belt alongside where the gun was and hands it over*

Liz St Augustine : * grins at Lucella* nothing like a life affiming trip huh? 

Tyne Donnelly: *grins a bit at Lucella's words, knowing that she'lleither become so used to it, to the point of inhuman acceptance, or she'll go bleeding crackers.*

Finnuala Rosher: *Takes another pistol from the inside of her boot and a spare clip from the other nad hands it over also while listening*

Dana Mackintosh: *sits on an equilibrium between the two* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [pack leader] *takes the clips, puts them away, and the revolver, and looks like he wants more* 

Amber Ross: *Looks to Lucella* I'm with you... 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~eyes narrow, he moves to the trunk and opens it. and points in~ 

Daisy Mae Everson: *watches* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Nods to Quinn, then looks back at the leader* Ther's the good stuff. 

Dana Mackintosh: *doesn't take her eyes off Finn, doesn't want to know who or what is in the trunk* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: "..Lot of activity on the alphabet City, Near the water. IT's ok if you know the type, but At least 2 truck of people. Area's claer of Idiots but I know their's a nest there. Setite i think, We were going to take it, orders not to..says. It'll be taken care off.

Alexander Tarquine: ~stays with his chosen target~ 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [one person appears at the turk, reaches in and takes out a shot gun, and ammo box. Also a long machette]

Lucella Missa: Next time I want to do something life affirming I'll rent Terms of Endearment. 

Christina Anderson: *keeps watching, narrowly avoiding from going too far on edge.* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at the machette with a gleam in her eye and envious gleam and bites her lip* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [pack leader] Snears as he looks at Finn. " I say we take it anyway, but stuck on this shit. Anyway, Put our symbol there when your done, and you have passage. for 2 trips, 2 for the weapons. 1 if you come back and say hi? *grins, vampire teeth alive*

Finnuala Rosher: *Listens to the information* Can you narrow down that location any? 

Sabrina Christenson: *As long as there's a gun pointed at Finn, Sabrina keeps hers up* 

Dana Mackintosh: *omigod* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [[no gun is pointed at fin, he put that away a while back]] 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~closes the Trunk~ 

Dana Mackintosh: *isn't shaking, barely. She would lick dry lips, if she knew they were dry. Sapphires have never been harder.*

Sabrina Christenson: ((Shit...then her gun's been down a while. Was having connection problems)) 

Tyne Donnelly: *just calm, cool..* 

Lucella Missa: *Has her eyes covered and hears Dana* What?! What's happening?! 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [the one that Appeared walks over to the rest, as the other froms beside them too and the one out of dirt. The woman with the shot gun gives it to the one out of the dirt and he disappears int othe dirt again with the shot gun]

Dana Mackintosh: LUCELLA> *soothing voice merit* We're trading info, everything's cool. 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: "..Avenue A and 1st.. It's a Building, take the elevator tothe bastement.. It's going to be bbloody. I'd love to be there.

Amber Ross: *Lights a cigarette inside the car and speed-smokes it* 

Finnuala Rosher: Leader> We'll be back and hopefully bring a few New York souvenirs to you on the way out. 

Sabrina Christenson: *Inwardly winces at the bloody comment...but only inwardly* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [pack leader] *..Bring meat..and you get 10 passages. *Grins and turns and walks away, back to his group*

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~silently watching them peel away, and takes a breath finally~ 

Alexander Tarquine: ~uncocks the pistol and returns it to the holster, calm the whole time~ 

Dana Mackintosh: *takes a breath, not having realized she had been holding it, and starts to shake, again. So many of Finn's memories just came back it isn't even funny*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [MR. Blood garrote wire rubs his hand together and flames burn the blood. He get's smacked in his head for effort]

Liz St Augustine : * turns around and looks ahead * 

Finnuala Rosher: *Quirks a half smile at the leader and exhales, letting her eyes meet his for a brief moment, giving him the look of a private exchange meant just for him. Ambiguous as to the intent, but a positive one*

Tyne Donnelly: *she watches the sabbat. ahh, look..they are not the only ones, with a smacking tendancy! other groups, od it as well. this is good.*

Sabrina Christenson: *Hasn't relaxed yet...they're still present, and still a potential threat* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Gets into the car and gestures others to do so.* 

Dana Mackintosh: *gets into the car, and spontaneously hugs Finn tight* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~when everyone's in the car, he enters~ "..Leave.. 

Alexander Tarquine: ~sits quietly in the car~ 

Tyne Donnelly: *gets into the car* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Follows Finn to the car and waits for everyone esle to get in before entering herself* 

Finnuala Rosher: Dana> Okay, it's okay. I do this all the time. *Letting hidden internal tension gear down.* 

Lucella Missa: *Has her eyes still covered but is peeking now, through her fingers* 

Amber Ross: *Puts the smoke out as everyone gets in* 

Christina Anderson: *closes her eyes finally as everyone enters the car and leans back with a sigh.* 

Dana Mackintosh: *gives Finn and extra squeeze for good measure and lets her go, making a conscious effort to stop her own shaking*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *the DRiver, replaces the gun under the DAsh and hits the gas* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks over at Lucella and shakes her head and just closes her eyes* 

Finnuala Rosher: I'm impressed. He didn't care whether I knew the Archbishop of another city. 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..Good work Finnuala.. Sabrina, alex, dana and all.. Calm heads. 

Sabrina Christenson: *sits in the car for a moment, and then, finally, goes practically limp with relief* 

Tyne Donnelly: *looks at Finnuala* Waterfowl. You have, balls. This, is impressive. 

Dana Mackintosh: Justin> You too, man. *shuts up since her voice is shaking* 

Finnuala Rosher: Quinn> Calm heads are the ones we get to keep. There was no other choice. 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..Simple principle. thou cannot report back if thy art dead.. 

Lucella Missa: *Hands drop in her lap* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~scans Daisy, Lucella, Tyne, christina.,. makes sure their holding up~ 

Sabrina Christenson: *Nods to Justin, accepting the praise without comment* 

Finnuala Rosher: Tyne> Thanks. It's just a Delilah thing. *Closes her eyes and rests back against the seat with the insufferable little fox appearing from nowhere on her knees.*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *the drive is quick, at least to the Tri-burrough and into manhattan, down the harlem river driver, tothe FDR ..heading for alphebet, .NY traffic light, as the driver movies at 1 near 80 in a 35 zone.. Just like everyone else.*

Finnuala Rosher: *Chuckles at Quinn* 

Amber Ross: *Looks out the window silently, the sullenness having returned with the tension gone* 

Liz St Augustine : * opens up her eyes to watch the view for a bit* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~nods to Justin and sits quietly~ 

Christina Anderson: *is doing as well as can be expected, seeming to be running on autopilot* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~reaches over and movs his hand over tyne, face ~ thou art badly bruised.. , it wont affect thy preformance

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: alphabet 

Tyne Donnelly: *nodds at the FJQ* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *daisy's okay, concidering what just went down* 

Dana Mackintosh: *rolls her shoulders* 

Dana Mackintosh: *and lights a cigarette, shooting a knowing look to Amber* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Everntually the car head off the FDR and down 14th, takes a left and down to indicated street, where it double parks.*

Tyne Donnelly: *strightens a bit, after hearing FJQ reassure her that she wasn't badly hurt. looks out the windows, trying to get ready for what lies ahead*

Dana Mackintosh: *makes sure all her gear is secure on assorted parts of her body, feels like an anime...and it's a nice feeling* 

Liz St Augustine : * just has a dull look on her face as she looks to see where they are* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Redoubles her nerves, trying to prepare for the hell they're about to face* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..Paladin and Finnuala in front. Alexander in the middl with Dana. Keep with thy knight Squires Lucella and Chrisina Daisy and Liz, make your own decision, it's your first time in the field.. Art thou comming in

Alexander Tarquine: ~nods accepting the placement~ 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "Tyne.. Rear.. Justine will know where comming.. as so as where out of this car. 

Dana Mackintosh: *pleasesaynopleasesaypleasesayno* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Quinn and thinks about flipping a coin again* 

Tyne Donnelly: *looks at Daisy, and Liz..solemnly..but doesn't stare..that might effect thier descisons. looks at Amber though, and adds* She's not going in.

Amber Ross: *Looks at FJQ* What about me? Don't I get a choice? 

Christina Anderson: *takes a deep breath, then nods quickly.* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *nods to Father Quinn* 

Tyne Donnelly: *nodds at FJQ* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Nods to Justin, and gets in front, looking somewhat sadly at Amber as she does* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~he had "conviently" forgotten amber, as she's so young.~ "..Thy always have a choice.. Always..

Liz St Augustine : * closes her eyes and slowly nods* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Steps up beside Sabrina* 

Tyne Donnelly: *shuts up then..though a bit sullenly. The leader has spoken..* 

Amber Ross: *Nods to FJQ with a smile of thanks, then looks at Tyne* Fuck you. I'm going in. *Gets out of the car, making sure she has her gun still*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [[Voice over.]["Hell is born of a seeming darkness. That which we fear in our souls, that which we know we must do and cannot look away from.. That which we must doo...

Dana Mackintosh: *watches Amber, wondering..the girl looks older than Dana herself, but then again that's not hard* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *will stay close to Amber* 

Liz St Augustine : * slowly gets out the car taking out the gun and looking at it and then looking at the others* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~look out the car~ i wilt make us a door 2way~ the gloves becomming gaunttlets, his faith that of battle and the sanguaie syntx flows thru him~

Dana Mackintosh: *has VERY strong opinions about the two untrained mothers going in, but keeps her mouth shut. It's her own personal prejudice.*

Christina Anderson: *steps out of the car with another deep breath.* 

Tyne Donnelly: *says nothing, but gets out of the car, and to the rear..guarding Amber. * 

Sabrina Christenson: *Looks at Amber and winces...she's obviously more hurting then she's showing.* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *gun in hand* 

Dana Mackintosh: *walks over and leans her weight on one foot, smiling up at Alex* Looks like I'm stuck with the super-squire again.

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~opens the door, and heads to the front~ 

Sabrina Christenson: *Pulls her gun and sword out, and waits to spring into action* 

Dana Mackintosh: *thinks for a minute...and hands Daisy her Calico* 

Amber Ross: *Smiles to Daisy, somewhat nervously...doesn't even look at Tyne* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [IT's a street in NY, ab 3 steps run to the door, 3 people at the door, lounging, bums, the streets dark, the neon bright.*

Finnuala Rosher: *Artifact pistol drawn and moves in* 

Lucella Missa: Umm...*trying to decide* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Moves in behind Justin* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks around and then at the others* 

Dana Mackintosh: *sword in one hand, beretta in the other, she moves to flank Finn, keeping behind her and by Alexander* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *grins at Dana* Thanks..(umm what's a calico?) 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~heads ton the steps, movign almost blindingly fast(eq celerity 2) and touches the bums as he get's to the door, expelling his power like a small thunderclap. knocking the last thru the door with a heave~

Tyne Donnelly: *has her chucks at the ready, yet hidden..and moves, slowly, taking up the rear..turns on her senses..(mind, forces, prime, life, corr all at 1..you know the drill)

Daisy Mae Everson: Amber, We stick together okay. 

Dana Mackintosh: *cringes* 

Amber Ross: *Nods to Daisy* Deal. 

Dana Mackintosh: ((kicks in the drill with Tyne, mind/corr/life/spirit at 1)) 

Christina Anderson: *falls into the middle of the group and moves with them.* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~takes his position, pistol out~ 

Tyne Donnelly: *tact just went out the door, but Jus will be starting to know something's coming..they have to get in, fast. waits for the signal to move*

Liz St Augustine : * moves with the other gun in hand * 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~stands to the side, letting the other file in~ 

Lucella Missa: Ack! *runs after just happy not to get left behind* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *remember the last time she had a gun in her hand, shivers* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [under the power of the Beatific the men out the door melt into the ground, the last flying inside.] Inside is a elevator on the polishen brown floors, rank beer and urine float up]

Finnuala Rosher: *Slips through the door with Sabrina* 

Dana Mackintosh: *realizes she is holding the two things that will make Jus the least happy to see her, swallows* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Goes in first, gun pointing around at the ready* 

Liz St Augustine : * walks in holding the gun at her side * 

Amber Ross: *Stays close to Daisy, gun drawn, and looks at her* You alright? 

Lucella Missa: *crinkles nose* Eww... 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..You heard them, bastment.. 

Daisy Mae Everson: *nods to Amber, staying alert* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *the man on the crown rolls to his feet, serpentine eyes locking on to Dana, freezing her instantly and in place*

Dana Mackintosh: *flanks Finn, "eyes" and actual eyes peeled* 

Tyne Donnelly: *moves behind Daisy and Amber* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *goes in when appropriate* 

Christina Anderson: *tries not to wretch at the smell and continues in.* 

Dana Mackintosh: *halts, like a statue holding her gun and sword, thinking "Fuck."* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~shoots the man in the head a she nabs Dana~ 

Finnuala Rosher: *Takes a look at Dana's problem and merely shoots the man* 

Dana Mackintosh: *"And that, ladies and gentlemen, is why Alexander is the Super-Squire"* 

Daisy Mae Everson: (brb) 

Lucella Missa: *Digs in her purse for a mirror* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws† - Justine O'Ryan: ((you are in the sewers, the ritual has been going on for 1 hours, and it's near it's apex.. there is some creature here, powerfull, large..]]

Liz St Augustine : * blinks at the sounds of the shooting* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [[waves at CK]]* Alexander Shoot the man, and it phases him ..alot, then Finn shoot him and that's final*

Sabrina Christenson: *Doesn't stop as she hears the gunshotmoving into the elevator* Is everyone alright? 

Christina Anderson: *snaps her head to the gun fire and hesitates.* 

Finnuala Rosher: ((Or not *S*)) 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Lucella like she's nuts* 

Dana Mackintosh: *attempts to move* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~justifies it in his own mind, the thing was unnatural anyway~ 

Tyne Donnelly: *from the back, looks at FJQ, to get his attention, sudenly* Sir? we need to move..FAST. 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~sword in hand, watches the door, waiting for the last person he know is comming, having scouted ahead as always~

Sabrina Christenson: *Hears Tyne and nods* Everyone in...NOW. 

Dana Mackintosh: *attempts to move* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [the man falls, dana can move. Elevator.. waiting for the elevator] 

Christina Anderson: *then turns back and keeps moving, reminding herself that questions come later, do things now.* 

Liz St Augustine : * doesn't hesistate and moves her booty to where ever she's got to go* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~resumes his position behind Finn~ Lets go Dana... 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "Dana, Finnuala, Lucella amber, STAIRS, ALL ELSE, elevator, .. 

Finnuala Rosher: *Gets into the elevator, letting Sabrina move ahead of her obliqely only, as Paladin.* 

Lucella Missa: *ducking and looking around passes the mirror infront of Fin the reflective surface away from her, hopefully back at the other one. *shrug--what the heck*

Dana Mackintosh: *scratches her nose as she dashes back to flank Finn, giving an thanks-two-fingered salute thing to Alexander and Finn*

Sabrina Christenson: *Is already in the elevator, waiting for the others* 

Tyne Donnelly: *moves for the elevator* 

Dana Mackintosh: *heads for the stairs* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~enters the elevator with Sabrina~ 

Liz St Augustine : * got in elevator when told to move* 

Amber Ross: *Looks at Daisy and leaves her reluctantly, going with Finn, Dana, and Luc to the stairs* 

Christina Anderson: *goes to the elevator and moves in after being given the all clear.* 

Lucella Missa: *heads towards the stairs* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~when Spader comes in, he sends him to the stairs and he takes the elevator~ 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *[stairs]*Someone opens their door, see's people with gun and closes it quickly* 

Tyne Donnelly - Jonathon Spader: ~TP~ keep an extra close eye on Amber, Jon..please. 

Jonathon Spader: *Moves in the door as per orders, his black leather coat swishing lightly, of course he leads with his swords/pistols*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [elevatoar] heads tothe bastement at it's slow rickity pace when eveyone is out* 

Dana Mackintosh: *gets a little kick out of inspiring fear, and wonders where the hell that comes from. At the end of the day, is just happy they're out of the way.*

Daisy Mae Everson: (9back) *doesn't want to leave Amber but trust Father Quinn, gives Amber a reassuring smile* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): (spader to stairt, with lucella, finnuala, Dana and and amber] 

Jonathon Spader - Tyne Donnelly: ~TP~ I'll try, but if she's not with me it'll be hard. 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~swings one of his Uzi's out, saft off, full round burst~ 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~sword in the other hand~ 

Liz St Augustine : * thinks well at least a good thing is no elevator music* 

Jonathon Spader: *Jon leads the stairs, staring against the wall, using it to augment his balance* 

Jonathon Spader: *Jon leads the stairs, staring against the wall, using it to augment his balance* 

Christina Anderson: *wishes there was music* 

Liz St Augustine : * blinks looking at Quinn and then looks at her gun and grumbles* 

Tyne Donnelly - Jonathon Spader: ~TP~ your best is all I can ever ask, love..*mental kiss, goes* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *Has the Calico in her hand* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [stiars-elevator] opens at opposite end sof the hall, so your facing each other.] 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~Steps out, Faith First, and moves quickly to the side, kneeling as he does so~ 

Dana Mackintosh: *smiles when she sees Spader* Yo. 

Alexander Tarquine: ~scans the room and steps out of the elevator~ 

Jonathon Spader: ~SV~ No bunching if we can help it. Amber, Dana, in the middle. Finn on follow up. Dana, keep those extra senses alert.

Finnuala Rosher: *Rafrains from shooting the others.* 

Liz St Augustine : * shuffles out slowly of the elevator* 

Dana Mackintosh: *takes what would be her place in a Tower formation* ((and yes, she actually knows it *S*)) 

Christina Anderson: *waits for those more adept at using the guns step out first, then exits.* 

Jonathon Spader: *Steps out, going oppoisite the padre to cover the hall* ((Anything to note?)) 

Dana Mackintosh: *reaches her mind out again* ((mind/spirit/life/corr)) 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [4 people in the hall, they seem to be playing dominos's.. all human for the vamp detectors [mind corr people, faith 4+ .. =2 additional invisible]

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): (per+firearms 7) ~whos's armed and there for a target, the invisibles are automatically target~ "..

Lucella Missa: *frowns and just tries to stay out of the way and not get shot.* 

Dana Mackintosh: ~SV~ Two more people, *describes where they are in relation to the domino players* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Steps out of the elevator and looks around, ready for anything* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [None Armed]*One invisible breaks down the stairt, the other (for those who can see him) lips out a weapon comming intoview to shoot the largets number of target, the elevator crowed*

Tyne Donnelly: *is with Sabrina, whoever else..* 

Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Slug into the elevator direction* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Fires at the back of the one fleeing down the stairs* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~raises his good brow as the vamp comes into view and levels the pistol~ 

Dana Mackintosh: *fires at the back of the man* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Aims at a visible and fires* 

Tyne Donnelly - †Çrw oƒ Šhaws†: *mind 3, corr 2 effect..he shoots hiw own people..1, 1, 4, 6, 8, and willpower.)) 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [stairs, Finnuala, DANA, JON, AMBER, ] 

Tyne Donnelly: *touches her sahs, mutters in gealic, and dives* 

Christina Anderson: *slams up against the wall of the elevator, nearest the control pannel at the sound of gun fire.* 

Jonathon Spader: *~PK~ grab for the bolting guy. (( diff8- 10, 2, 9, 2, 7, 10, 9, 2//4 suxx (str4)* 

Amber Ross: *Is in the back of the Stairs group, looking for a target to take her pain out on* 

Daisy Mae Everson: (back again) *hits the floor as the guy comes toward the elevator* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~fires at the Fleeying Guy~ 

Lucella Missa: *Just ducks and tries not to get shot. Looks distressed and she didn't bring her gun because...well...they were going on a plane!*

Lucella Missa: *Just ducks and tries not to get shot. Looks distressed and she didn't bring her gun because...well...they were going on a plane!*

Liz St Augustine : * hits the wall and ducks* 

Liz St Augustine : * hits the wall and ducks* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *The Fleeing man Stumbles and his hit in the shoulder.//The Other Visible ducks as a bullet goes past his head, and is hit twice as he his shot goes wide, dnagersouly close to the man fleeing*

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~looks at the DOMINO players~, makes a SHHH face~ 

Sabrina Christenson: *Shoves her doubt about the morality of this aside as she tries to kill these men* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *the domino player hit the ground, trying to stay low* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~strides towards the man firing yet again~ 

Jonathon Spader: *hoping the guy isn't going anywhere, Spader scans the hall, both guns tracking* 

Lucella Missa: *huddled up* Oh man...this is a bad idea... 

Dana Mackintosh: *holds out her sword to block the stairwell* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Daisy and Lucella checking on them* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Holds the gun on the one who had been fleeing* 

Amber Ross: *Tries to move closer to the front of her group* 

Christina Anderson: *breathing rapidly, tight against the wall, waiting for the word go or the gun fire to stop.* 

Jonathon Spader: ~SV~ Hold on reeling him in. 

Jonathon Spader: ~SV~ Keep alert ma'am. 

Tyne Donnelly: *focuses her energies, bringing the Way into the front of her mind..* 

Dana Mackintosh: *still scanning* (mind/corr/life/spirit) ~SV~ Roger that. 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Both men are down, blood running everywhere* 

Dana Mackintosh: *swallows, hard* 

Amber Ross: *Lights a cigarette and takes a drag, expanding her Sight outward ((Mind/Corr/Spirit)) 

Alexander Tarquine: ~frowns at his inability to hit but keeps trying~ 

Liz St Augustine : * looking around she slowly rises from her spot* 

Finnuala Rosher: ~SV~ Got it Spaderman. 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ((*L* i have soemwhere to go tooo, Dives in to it))~ "Points at the domino people~ "..No combatnats..It's an apartment building..remember.

Sabrina Christenson: *Points her gun at the domino players, a smile starting to creep into her face...half-daring them to pull a gun*

Jonathon Spader: ~SV~ Sir, runner neutralized. advise. 

Tyne Donnelly: *nodds at the FJQ, the Way still at the ready* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Sabrina frowning* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Holding the gun on the downed man, looks for any sign he's alive.* 

Dana Mackintosh: *wonders about Sab before realizing that Dana herself must look just as nuts right now. She does, however, keep her sword blocking the stairwell crossways*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [Invisible] Leaps up, grabbing Alexander's hands, spancing the Gun aside and kneeing him in the stomach*

Daisy Mae Everson: *gets up to a crouching position, briefly looking up at the roof og the elevator car* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "~..Terminate.." ~moving to the stairs~ 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [Finnuala, they are bleeding like live people would] 

Dana Mackintosh: *brings the sword down on the motherfucker hurting the supersquire* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Looks to Alexander and grabs him by the shoulder, pulling him back away from the invisible assailant and firing where the bad guy should be*

Jonathon Spader: ~SV~ Ma'am, cover me at the door. *Jon moves to the runner, a quick once over for gear type, and then one shots it to the base of the neck. CIA style*

Lucella Missa: *Crawls over to the gun Alexander just dropped to try and pick it up* 

Tyne Donnelly: *not seeing anyone attacking Alex, waits a second..then, her senses start to search for the absence of heat, or, perhaps. prime energy*

Alexander Tarquine: ~drops the gun and crumples as he's hit~ [[ soaked ]] 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [position everyone.. Alexander is in the hall way, Dana would be attacking the man from behind] 

Jonathon Spader: (Jon's in the stairwell where the guy tried to run) 

Finnuala Rosher: *Swallows bile at the execution of a living being and quickly speaks* REQUIEM aeternam dona ei , Domine, et lux perpetua luceat ei . Requiescat in pace Amen.

Liz St Augustine : * is standing next to a wall outside of the elevator* 

Christina Anderson: ((still in the elevator)) 

Dana Mackintosh: ((doesn't care how she's attacking him, as long as she's hurting him and not Alexander)) 

Amber Ross: ((In the stairwell)) 

Daisy Mae Everson: (was at the elevatorr) 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Sab can't miss a point blank shot, even as Dana chops into the middle of his back* 

Finnuala Rosher: ((Stairwell)) 

Sabrina Christenson: ((Outside of elevator...DLP)) *Moves to Alex and grabs him by the shoulder, pulling him away from the invisible assailant*

Liz St Augustine : * just watches * 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): [at the stairs leading down, not the up stairs] 

Sabrina Christenson: ((DLP)) 

Dana Mackintosh: *removes her sword, staring at it as if unreal...before she wipes the blade on what is left of the man's clothes and keeps walking. If she stops now, she's through for the night*

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~SV~"..Keep moving.. 

Sabrina Christenson: *Is moving toward Justin before the man hits the floor* 

Tyne Donnelly: *goes with the others..watching the rear..* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~regains his feet and holds the cross that dangles at his neck, calling his faith to aid him against this invisible foe~

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Lucella picks up Alex's Gun, and very human man twitches into death* 

Amber Ross: *Moving as fast as she can, being behind Finn and Dana* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *heads toward Quinn... the stairs* 

Jonathon Spader: *moving to join FJQ, to continue on (i think I understand correctly. Different stairwell continuing down?)* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~heads down the down stairs~ 

Dana Mackintosh: *thank god, doesn't see the man twitching. Flanks Finn. Just remember, it's a roleplaying game.* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~SV~ Spadar, Dana , Finn, the back.. Alexander, the middle, watch the ladies 

Christina Anderson: *takes a deep breath, flexes her hand around the butt of the handgun and moves out of the elevator finally.* 

Lucella Missa: *Still crouched and holding the gun close points it defensively at the next available threatening target.* 

Liz St Augustine : * slowly follows behind Daisy* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Follows close behind Justin* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *swallows hard as she pass the dead bodies* 

Jonathon Spader: *Jon lets everyone pass, and takes up a rear guard* 

Tyne Donnelly: *goes with the others, feeling out for her cousin's presence...as well as any nearby* 

Dana Mackintosh: ~SV~ John, please specify which Ma'am you're referring to. *shoots a smile, meaning it in the least offensive way possible*

Finnuala Rosher: *Quickly for the other dead man* REQUIEM aeternam dona ei , Domine, et lux perpetua luceat ei . Requiescat in pace Amen. *Then moves down the stairs*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [yes jon, differnt stairwells] ~ 

Alexander Tarquine: ~grabs the shotgun off the body and snags the shells as well~ 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Lucella* come on. 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~knows sabrina is next to him, and doesn't move around~ 

Amber Ross: *Somehow ends up between Finnuala and the front of the group, gun in hand* 

Dana Mackintosh: *flanks Finn, still scanning* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *looks back at Liz, checking on her* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [domino players stay the fuck down] -- heaeding down, it's a long down, then a Fire door, and nothig else, it opens into the stairways, looks solid]

Jonathon Spader: ~SV~ Miss Mackintosh, I refer to Finnuala as ma'am because she is my superior. Until you come up with a radio name, I wll refer to you as Dana.

Alexander Tarquine: ~makes the sign of the cross over the dead~ In nomine Patre et Fili et Spiritus Sanctus, Amen 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~looks at the door,~SV~ Spadar, door... Iron. 

Liz St Augustine : * smiles at Daisy* 

Dana Mackintosh: ~SV~ Gotcha. *radio name?* 

Lucella Missa: *stands and follows as instructed.* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~follows the group, shotgun in hand~ 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~checks the others, checks for blood or wierd injuries~ 

Jonathon Spader: ~SV~ Sir, Lock? 

Liz St Augustine : * looks behind her to make sure Lucella is there* 

Tyne Donnelly: ~SV~ everyone allright? 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~looks at the lock, doesn't touch it~ 

Alexander Tarquine: ~sv~ 100% good to go 

Christina Anderson: *looks over to Daisy, Liz, and Lucella, following along.* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~SV~ Standard. Door's proably got a seconsor on it..Don't have much time. 

Finnuala Rosher: *Is healthier than most Hunters who've had a Sabbat pack leader that close to their jugular vein.* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *the light go out in the stairs* 

Dana Mackintosh: ~sv~ I'm coo' 

Jonathon Spader: ~SV~ Ma'am, fall back to full rear, I'll move forward to the door. Sir, comming. *Jon will make his way forward, slinging the swords. He'll take a set of picks out*

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~command~ Silence and still! 

Sabrina Christenson: *Waits next to Justin, looking around for any threats as she focuses her quintessence into French prayer* ((Forces/Life/Spirit))

Alexander Tarquine: ~sv~ houston we have a problem 

Liz St Augustine : * blinks as the lights go out hoping they get the door open...like now* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Freeze frame, she halts* 

Jonathon Spader: *As the lights go out, Jon's breath stops. Then starts again* 

Dana Mackintosh: *her "senses" kick in to full almost immeadeatly, thank god for a walk on the blind side* (scans, yada) 

Sabrina Christenson: *Moves aside for Jon to unlock the door* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~wonders where that Damn Maglight is stored.. starts to search for it~ 

Christina Anderson: *freezes on command.* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~is a statue, listening~ 

Daisy Mae Everson: *remains silent and listens* 

Lucella Missa: *Tries to be careful not to shoot any of her party in her nervousness.* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [assuming everyone goes still, there is a low humming, definatly chanting, VERY VERY dim] 

Finnuala Rosher: *Reaches into her front pants pocket and takes out the zippo lighter and flicks it* 

Jonathon Spader: *check the depth of the darkness, by looking to the glowing face of his watch* 

Tyne Donnelly: *still* 

Dana Mackintosh: *ooohhh...shit.* 

Amber Ross: *Freezes, swearing under her breath, Magick scan still active* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~in the rear, turns to face the back of the group and turns on the small marine flashlight~ 

Lucella Missa: *stops still and holds breath* 

Dana Mackintosh: ~SV~ We have three beings on the other side of the door. 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [natural darkness] 

Tyne Donnelly: ~SV~ three on the opposite of the door. 

Liz St Augustine : * listens and blinks * 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~SV~Jon.. go. 

Sabrina Christenson: ~SV~ *Whispered* 3 people on the other side of the door... 

Dana Mackintosh: *thinks they should perhaps pick one mage to do all the scans* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~holds the flashlight in one hand, off to the side, away from center mass as he uses it to watch the rear~ 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~likes redundancy~ 

Jonathon Spader: *Jon moves to the door, drawing his minimag, and placing it inhios teeth, he goes to work on the door. Not touching it first, looking for security system, and seeing if the hinges are on this side*

Sabrina Christenson: ~SV~ *Whispered* All are armed and waiting for the door to open. 

Daisy Mae Everson: *very efficient group* 

Dana Mackintosh: *enhances the area of her scan, trying to get a lock on the chanting* 

Christina Anderson: *stands still and waiting, itching to move and fights it.* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~shakes a "Glow" and under the green light, makes everyone back up the steps, then pulls a grenade~

Jonathon Spader: ~SV~ Sir, you go high? I go low? 

Liz St Augustine : * backing up* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Closes the Zippo lighter and puts it away* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Backs the hell up from the fragmentation device, gun still aimed at the door* 

Dana Mackintosh: *backs up* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~shakes his head.~SV~ jsut a crack,then brace the door~ 

Amber Ross: *Backs up* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *moves back up the stair, as directed* 

Tyne Donnelly: *looks at the Grenade, grins wildly* 

Jonathon Spader: *stands near the padre, making sure he'll be shot before the others behind him. He drawsthe sword/guns again*

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~pulls the pin, signals, there is that strange metalic ring again~ 

Tyne Donnelly: *prepares to move, to brace the door* 

Jonathon Spader: ~SV~ Sir, yes sir. *Jom get ready both physically, and mentally to shove it closed* 

Amber Ross: *Worries about Tyne's wild grin, then remembers she's not supposed to care about Tyne right now...she's still mad and hurt*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [still nothing to the rear, silence ..but dripping blood from obove] 

Finnuala Rosher: *Checks behind them.* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~scans the ceiling keeping the light away from his body~ 

Finnuala Rosher: ((Sees the unimind is in order)) 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~the moment the door is open, the flip in the grenade and shoves his shoulder into the door~ 

Tyne Donnelly: ((you willall be assimilated)) 

Dana Mackintosh: *hasn't even opened her eyes yet, is focusing on her other senses* 

Tyne Donnelly: *throws herself into the door, to brace* (srt 3) 

Jonathon Spader: *Jon goes lower againsst the door to push as well. Adding ~PK~ thrust agianst it as well* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Runs forward and braces the door* (Str 2)) 

Jonathon Spader: ((Str3 for Jon (str4) for ~PK~)) 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [the force is a JAR, a low BOOM, and then a SQUISH] 

Lucella Missa: *wines when the pin is pulled.* 

Dana Mackintosh: ~sv~ chanting, 200 ft., *points out direction* and something definately ~not~ human. 

Amber Ross: *Winces at the BOOM* 

Jonathon Spader: *Jon back immediately to clear thedoor. Guns at the ready* 

Dana Mackintosh: *squints her brow when the grenade goes off, after the dust settles* ~SV~ 12 minds, not counting the other thing.

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~waits a second, then makes everyone move back~ 

Finnuala Rosher: *Focuses on Dana'a announcement.* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Backs up and points the Glock at the door, ready to go in firing* 

Christina Anderson: *braces for the oncoming explosion and tenses as it happens.* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~sword on hand, uzi in another, open and over Jon~ 

Finnuala Rosher: *Steps back to allow others to do so* 

Liz St Augustine : * backs up * 

Jonathon Spader: ~SV~ They know we're here now definately, everyone on best behavior now. 

Daisy Mae Everson: *watching the stair way behind them* 

Tyne Donnelly: *moves back* 

Amber Ross: ~SV~ Wonderful... 

Dana Mackintosh: *her brow furrows a little more* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~continues to scan dehind the group with his flashlight, keeping it away from center mass~ 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [door open] The hall way is a Spidery web of Glue, as the 3 men seem to be hovering in air under the solid Glue from the grenade. One see,s totally out, another angry, the thrid ,very scared]

Jonathon Spader: *Jon goes low around the door, knowing which way the padre is going to go, Jon goes opposite, and fetches up against the wall on the otherside to let peoplecome past so he can take rear again*

Sabrina Christenson: *Sets her jaw, wiping any compassion out of her mind for the moment...she is a killer. For the One, and her friend, she must be.*

Lucella Missa: other thing...? 

Finnuala Rosher: *Impressed and happy to have never been caught in a glue grenade accident.* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Moves into the door, in front, and shoots the angry man* 

Tyne Donnelly: *stepps up the the scared one, looking at FJQ* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws† - Justine O'Ryan: [They are in a open aea of sewers, all 12 around in a circle. There is person in the center, and and..something silvery in the darkness abour, seems to shimmer. ]

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~pops the Angry man behind Sabrina,and leaves the others, moving Quickly, folling DANA's arm~

Liz St Augustine : *slowy walks with the others* 

Dana Mackintosh: ~SV~ Open sewer, all in the a circle, no visible guards..*swallows, licks her lips, sweat running down her brow* And..there's something fucked up with the lighting, something's glowing...

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..~SV~ Do what;'s in thy heart Tyne .. ~is all he says as he moves~ 

Amber Ross: *Moves forward behind the squires, staying near Daisy* 

Tyne Donnelly: *her brow furrows, and she walks right past him, pressing forward* ~SV~we gotta GO, people.. 

Dana Mackintosh: *her eyes jerk open, and she readjusts for a moment to the senses of her body, before moving again to flank Finn*

Sabrina Christenson: *Runs alongside Justin, pulling her sword out as well* 

Finnuala Rosher: ~SV~ Got ya Dana. You're doing great. *Moves after the others, keeping half an eye on the rear at all times.* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [the Hall way, becomes the rank of the sewewrs and Subway tunnels, ] 

Jonathon Spader: *As they move on, Jon goes to each,and zip ties their hands and ankles (the 2 alive ones)* 

Christina Anderson: *files in, eyes darting about.* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *moves on with te group... though watching the back* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Doesn't even flinch at the smell, the squalor, or anything else...just keeps moving, ready to attack* 

Dana Mackintosh: *shoots Finn a really really appreciative look, and keeps flanking her* 

Lucella Missa: *Looks at all the glue and what-not with wide eyes* ((As player falters helplessly, giving into Morpheus...)) 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~burst out into the Subway tunnels, checks for TRains, before heading to the tunnel~ Where Dana..

Jonathon Spader: *Jon pulls his goggles up over his eyes, and brings out the respirator just in case.*~SV~ Keep the respirators handy just in case down here.

Daisy Mae Everson: *looks Amber over quickly* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~follows the group walking sideways watching the rear~ 

Liz St Augustine : * doesn't look at the glue just moves behind the others in front of her* 

Amber Ross: *Nods to Daisy as she moves* You doing okay, Daisy? 

Dana Mackintosh: *points out the direction, which she would presumably know* 

Jonathon Spader: *works with Alexander to cover his blind spots in a similar fashion* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *nods to Amber* You? 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [The HOONNKK HO(NNK of the passing train, and then ..the symbols.. on the tunnel they glow to any being with faith, or awakened..warnings, labrinth, danger here.. it SAYS evil]

Dana Mackintosh: ~SV~ Um, our respirators are kinda running low. Bit of a pressure problem on the flight. ((*runs after her cat who is stealing her dice*))

Sabrina Christenson: *Heads in the direction Dana points out* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~pulls up. Cracks his knuckles.. And activates everthing that has ever made him a hunter. Checks his pack and place ment~

Amber Ross: *Sets her jaw in a determined look and nods* I'm fine... *Obvious lie* 

Lucella Missa: *Follows taking up the rear and missing all the obvious signs of danger.* 

Christina Anderson: *says nothing, just keeps moving and a sharp eye out, reminding herself she can snap later on.* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [there is an access slant, next tot he track, the sound of chanting is clear now..] 

Finnuala Rosher: *For a brief moment wonders who or what made the marks here.* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *gently touches Amber's arm* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at the symbols and groans a bit and just keeps moving* 

Dana Mackintosh: *gets herself ready in any way she can, tuning herself into her scans, her intuition, and her clairauedience to the extent that she can. It's hard for her, the voices are scary.*

Sabrina Christenson: *Moves to the access slant and into it* 

Jonathon Spader: ~SV~ Sit rep sir? Species expectations? 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "~..Sab.. and I'm first..after thatn ..2 by two.. 

Amber Ross: *Smiles a bit to Daisy and keeps moving* 

Tyne Donnelly: *looks utterly nervous..for all of a second..then is calm* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..Humans, and something else.. possible Setite actity ~with SAB he disappears~ 

Finnuala Rosher: ~SV~ Possible Shifters in the area folks. 

Amber Ross: ~SV~ What the hell's a Setite? 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [the chanting geit's fierce..humans can feel their heart start to stiffen (nothing else) their minds addled as it distracts(no other effect)*]

Dana Mackintosh: ~SV~ There's something down there that I haven't met yet. 

Alexander Tarquine: ~waits and is the last one in, bringing up the rear~ 

Liz St Augustine : * blinks at hearing the word Setie and blinks* oh shit 

Tyne Donnelly: ~SV~ it is a kind of Vampire. 

Jonathon Spader: *mutters* setites, great. *Jon pops the clips and replaces them. (Phosphor)* 

Finnuala Rosher: ~SV~ It's a Vampire, Amber. 

Dana Mackintosh: *shakes herself, forces herself to focus* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *thinks: oh great..* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [SAB and JUstin], in abou 2 feet, the ground disappears and you fall 20 ft into chest deep water] 

Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [[makes that anyone that goes in the hole] 

Finnuala Rosher: *Shakes her head and frowns at the chanting* 

Dana Mackintosh: *flanks Finn and stuff* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Steels herself and moves down, lips curled in a sneer...this is what she could have been, had she been weaker...they could be coming to kill her. Shoves that aside, becoming the killer again, and keeps moving, gun and blade ready*

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~makes a BIG spalsh.. There was no turning back now, Faith out and Breathing heavy~ 

Jonathon Spader: ~SV~ Just remember folks.Stick and stones may hurt their bones, but stakes'll really fuck em up. 

Lucella Missa: *repeats* Sit tight....okay. *stops where she is* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Splashes and doesn't even pause more then she has to to regain her footing...keeps going* 

Dana Mackintosh: *doesn NOT go into the hole, reaches out to see how deep it is, or how to get over it, anything to give her a sense of the area* (yeah, you know the drill)

Jonathon Spader: *Jon enters last, helping the others move safely* 

Amber Ross: ~SV~ Ahh...okay. 

Dana Mackintosh: *grins at Jon* 

Liz St Augustine : * doesn't move and hears the splash* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [Long tunnel, the chanting now an echo done one end. Light, you know the way to go, forward..] 

Amber Ross: *Drops in when it's her turn and looks around with her Magickal senses* ((Still Corr/Mind/Spirit)) 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~heads forward with sabrina, fighting the water, ~SV~! heard, shifter in the area, 20 ft ddrop, sewer water..

Sabrina Christenson: *Moves forward, VERY glad Justin had them take skirts off* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws† - Tyne Donnelly: [[man in the water]] 

Dana Mackintosh: *Flanks finn, goes in after her* ~SV~ Okay, who's going for relatively human and who's going for "Other?" 

Dana Mackintosh: ~SV~ Target in water! *points it with her gun, firing* 

Tyne Donnelly: *snesing a man in the water she does what? dives at him* 

Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws† - Justine O'Ryan: [[justting is "guarding" the chanters...the creature is the creature louis summoned..apparenly, it' can travel in time or something like that.]]

Amber Ross: ~SV~ Ahh...okay. 

Dana Mackintosh: *grins at Jon* 

Liz St Augustine : * doesn't move and hears the splash* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [Long tunnel, the chanting now an echo done one end. Light, you know the way to go, forward..] 

Amber Ross: *Drops in when it's her turn and looks around with her Magickal senses* ((Still Corr/Mind/Spirit)) 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~heads forward with sabrina, fighting the water, ~SV~! heard, shifter in the area, 20 ft ddrop, sewer water..

Sabrina Christenson: *Moves forward, VERY glad Justin had them take skirts off* 

Dana Mackintosh: *Flanks finn, goes in after her* ~SV~ Okay, who's going for relatively human and who's going for "Other?" 

Dana Mackintosh: ~SV~ Target in water! *points it with her gun, firing* 

Tyne Donnelly: *snesing a man in the water she does what? dives at him* 

Jonathon Spader: ~SV~ I got dibs on other. 

Amber Ross: ~SV~ There's a guy in the water!! 

Finnuala Rosher: *Thankful for the antibiotics that will keep them from getting too sick from the raw sewage. Mental note to make people get them.*

Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: abbove! [darkness appears ,and a set of very wolf eyes scan the group from about 20ft..much too close] 

Sabrina Christenson: *Lets the others deal with the target moving forward* 

Finnuala Rosher: ~SV~ Other! 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~does underwater so he can clear their shot~ 

Liz St Augustine : * snaps out of it and get in the water ( sorry was getting a soda) 

Amber Ross: *Goes to shoot the guy in the water, but stops, seeing Tyne dive at him* Dammit!! 

Finnuala Rosher: *To wolf eyes* We're not here because of you. *Hopes its true* 

Tyne Donnelly: *moves out of the way of possible shooters.* 

Sabrina Christenson: ~SV~ Whatever gets in my way. 

Lucella Missa: ((I'm dying of exhaustion here and I'm getting silly so to spare you all and for the sake of RP we'll assume that Lucella follows being the help she always is. (none) *huggles to all* Night.))

Christina Anderson: *files in with the group.*(major lag here) 

Jonathon Spader: *Jon comes in last behind Liz and Alexander. He doesn't splash into the water. He walks quietly on it* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~shines the light twards the eyes but not in them~ 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Leaps out of the water and runs on the celing, dragging Tyne with him as he is shot, hanging off the celing*

Tyne Donnelly: *is drugged by..what? already chanting in gealic* 

Daisy Mae Everson: (back) *stays close to Amber* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [ABOVE] they seem to scan the group lefts and then look into a puddle in the tunnel and disappear] 

Jonathon Spader: *Jon rushes to the wall, and runs up it, to face off agianst the thing with Tyne* 

Sabrina Christenson: ((Night, Luc!!)) *Looks at the eyes and levels the gun near it, but not ON it...yet* 

Dana Mackintosh: *almost hyperventilates when she realizes she could have shot Tyne, and rescans* (corr/mind/life/spirit/sewer mutation)

Finnuala Rosher: *Knows this could be good OR bad, the wolf eyes stepping sideways like that.* 

Liz St Augustine : * just watches a little fascinated* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~comes out of the water and scans motions the rest along, can't stop the group~ 

Christina Anderson: *looks up to where Tyne is being hauled off to, not even daring to fire.* 

Sabrina Christenson: *The eyes gone, and too much risk of hitting Tyne involved there, she moves forward* 

Dana Mackintosh: *keeps moving with Finn, mind reaching out, giving special attention to the safety of Daisy and Liz* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [the TUNNEL Runner looks at Spadar and clamp a hand over Tyne's mouth, in a way it cannot be bitten] "..~Why here?

Liz St Augustine : * blinks snapping out of it and moves along* 

Amber Ross: *Takes aim at the thing on the ceiling with Tyne, moving forward toward them, but can't get a good shot* 

Dana Mackintosh: *blinks at the thing holding Tyne, one hand tightens on the sword, the other goes to her forehead* 

Jonathon Spader: *Jon walks along the ceiling upside down, moving forward in a guard crouch. He looks for an opening to strike at the creature holdingTyne* ~quietly~ Oh no you don't. You can't have her, she's mine.

Tyne Donnelly: *and Focusing her energy into her elbow, she nials the thing..right in the chest. (dex + Do roll..1, 2, 3, 3, 10) 

Jonathon Spader: Tunnlerunner> We'rehere to find the big evil. Kill it. Make tunnel safe again. 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [Tunnel Runner] *The crinos rat, is very strong, and doesn't seem to be afraid. the Blow bounches off it's chest*

Tyne Donnelly: *growls to herself. not enough time at practice..she looks at Jon, trusting in his mundane abilites.* 

Amber Ross: *Blinks as she realizes...she's seeing a wererat. Wolves she knew, cats she suspected...but rats??* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Using a tail, it hangs Tyne off it's it's body and away from it, two knives in hand and it's eyes red* "..Make much noise. Uslees

Daisy Mae Everson: **looks toward Quinn and Sab* 

Dana Mackintosh: *holds her breath* ~SV~ We should move forward. I know it's sick, but we gotta stop the "Other" 

Jonathon Spader: Tunnlerunner> She's mine. I'd like her back. 

Alexander Tarquine: ~after a quick scan he ties off the rope to the track supports and slides it down the hole giving them a way back up~

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~wererats, ok, that's fucking new ~ SV~ go go go... 

Sabrina Christenson: *Still moving forward* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Has only heard stories about these.* 

Tyne Donnelly: *is hung into the air, like a sack of grain. this furry bastard has. five. minutes. IF that.* 

Jonathon Spader: ~SV~ Continue on. We'll be right behind. 

Finnuala Rosher: *Goes forward toward the real problem.* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *moves forwad, there are enough helping Tyne* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [down the Tunnel]the floor start to slope, the WAter now rushing forward* 

Christina Anderson: *moves forward as best as possible.* 

Tyne Donnelly: ~SV~ ALL, but Spader, go. go, you have to. I'll deal with this one, if he does not grow a brain, and become reasonable, very soon.

Liz St Augustine : * keeps moving along with the others looking at the werrat debating on speaking to it's mind but just follows the others*

Dana Mackintosh: *prays Tyne can forgive her, and moves forward, scanning like a motherfucker, especially mind, to see how prepared they are for the group's coming*

Jonathon Spader: Tunnlerunner> Yes, we're not as good as you at being quiet. But it willbe morequiet when we leave. We'll stop the noisy chanting.

Alexander Tarquine: ~slides down the rope into the hole joining the others~ 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [Tunnel Runner] "..no one skinny one.. Make much noise. * DRops Tyne, as none of them are dogs* get out of Territory..

Sabrina Christenson: *Moves to the side, for something to steady herself with, as she continues forward...this forces her to put the sword away, but she still hold the gun at the ready*

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~puts his feet in front and prepares for a drop~ 

Alexander Tarquine: ~holds the shotgun up and out of the water~ 

Sabrina Christenson: *Forces/Mind/Spirit still active* 

Tyne Donnelly: *falls, using her reflexes, to land on her feet( dex + Do1 suxx) 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [the water disapears into a tunnel, no air in theire, tubbing stright down at a 45 degree angle] 

Jonathon Spader: Tunnlerunner> Yes alpha, we will leave as soon as we can. 

Dana Mackintosh: *needs to learn the antigrav trick, sword and gun still out and safe from the water..well, relatively. I mean, she if 5'3"*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [Tunnel Runner] *shifts to a rat and disappears in the darkness* 

Jonathon Spader: *Jon bows to the runner, and moves down the wall, slightly away from it* ~SV~ Luv, are you all right? 

Daisy Mae Everson: *looks at water flowing water* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~takes a deep breath and down~ 

Tyne Donnelly: *though still hostile, is glad the furry bastard became reasonable, and smiles at Jon, moving back to re-jion the group, not missing a beat*

Finnuala Rosher: *Hits the drop and goes with it, eyes closed to keep out the worst contagion.* 

Sabrina Christenson: ((S'okay, Dana...she's still 3 inches taller then Sab!)) *Drops into a slide through the water, alongside Justin*

Liz St Augustine : * just looks around at her surroundings unsure* 

Tyne Donnelly: ~SV~ I am fine, Jon. 

Dana Mackintosh: *checks the air guage on her respirator, tries to feel for how long the tunnel is* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~still brings up the rear~ 

Christina Anderson: *pauses hearing the water as it rushes downward, swallows hard and prepares for the envitable and most likely worst.*

Jonathon Spader: *Jon stays off to the side on the wall, moving along it easily, ever alert* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *softly* o you're kidding 

Amber Ross: *Takes Daisy by the hand, determined not to lose her, and looks at her.* Ready? 

Liz St Augustine : * chukles at Daisy and waits for her and Amber to go* 

Dana Mackintosh: ~sv~ Tunnel, 100 ft, water's fast. 

Daisy Mae Everson: *takes a deep breath and nods to Amber* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *takes a deep breath and nods to Amber* 

Christina Anderson: *murmurs to herself.* Just like a waterslide, right, sure, why not. 

Amber Ross: *Dives in with Daisy* ((Umm...do you take 2 levels if you botch?)) 

Jonathon Spader: *sets himselfup to go down the tunnell, he secures the gear, and resheaths his swords* 

Tyne Donnelly: *dives in, as well* (one sux.) 

Finnuala Rosher: *It's further than she counted on and as it becomes too much she starts to black out, twisting into a convulsive effort to get out and inhales accidentally.*

Liz St Augustine : * dives in* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [those who didn't make it, have a lung full or water, when you drop out fo the celing and into the pool, a good 30ft drop, into the large room of chanting people]

Christina Anderson: *pulls in a deep breath and crosses her arms over herself before diving in feet first.* ((2 sux)) 

Christina Anderson: *pulls in a deep breath and crosses her arms over herself before diving in feet first.* ((2 sux)) 

Sabrina Christenson: *Barely manages to hold her breath through most all of it* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *comes up gagging and puking, but still has a hold of Amber's hand determinded not to loss her* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~dives in last~ 

Dana Mackintosh: *used her respirator and is a happy girl* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~falls, failing arms as he suck in a whole lot of water, and , raises to his feet sputtering and coughting as his lungs burn for air~

Tyne Donnelly: *falls into the pool, aready vomiting up shitwater* 

Jonathon Spader: *Jon lets himself slip in, hisbreathing controlled, he draws a breath just before entering, but the water spalshes, and he catches a mouthful. relying on training he chokes it down, but fights all the way through*

Daisy Mae Everson: (falls down in tht case) 

Finnuala Rosher: *Thrashes to the surface, heaving, choking, inhaling spray and coughing violently.* 

Liz St Augustine : * comes up ( i think i had one sucess*chukles*) for air 

Sabrina Christenson: *Falls into the pool, chest heaving as her lung gasp for air, reaching for her gun* 

Justine O'Ryan: ~Gone is the softness of previuos nights. Although she has retrived her biker jacket from the first sleazy motel she staeyed in, her usual dress is missing. All black, matte, like commandos wear, she is obviously tired of trying to be creative with her styles. Her hair is, as always, loose..but at times, almost always in disarray. Her steel grey eyes have all the hard depth of a frozen lake. She moves with feral grace, slightly more accepting of the beast within. using it..not denying it so much any longer. Her outward manner is not smarmy..not Sleazy..not any sort of cliche` like you'd expect from someone who found thier world a lie..and started walking in the other direction. but rather, a sad sort of hardness, born of nesseccity. She is, as always, lovely.. but it's a tragic beauty.***SINGS, low to herself..**"Love is the ghost, haunting your head..love is the killer, you thought was your friend..love is the creature, who lives in the dark.."

Dana Mackintosh: *tugs Finn towards the nearest ledge* 

Liz St Augustine : * starts gaging herself and spiting out water* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~rides the tunnel all the wway, the only thing keeping him from inhaling water is his gag reflex~ 

Dana Mackintosh: *and..shudders, convulsively* 

Jonathon Spader: *He falls into freespace, gagging, and having a difficult time breathing, but manages a credible freeform dive* 

Christina Anderson: *comes up from the pool with a mouth full of ick, spitting it out and breathing quickly in fast gasps.* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *The Guards Fire at the struggling crowns, flailing and splashing about *[Dana and Christina, can go first]

Amber Ross: *Falls into the pool, out cold from the swim, hitting it hard.* ((Soaked 1)) 

Justine O'Ryan: *sees the group drop in, and grins a bit..but it lacks real conviction. She notices, some of them,more than others, and moves, to eject the interlopers, as per her istructions*

Dana Mackintosh: *picks a guard, fires at his ass* ((4 4 8 6)) 

Daisy Mae Everson: *pulls Amber along with her, bringing her face out of the water* 

Liz St Augustine : * tries to bop up and look around at the others while feeling like puking* 

Christina Anderson: *dives back under in hopes that they haven't had practice shooting underwater targets.* ((dex 2 athletics 3))

Alexander Tarquine: ~squeezes a shot off at one of the chanting people~ 

Justine O'Ryan: *sticks a hand in, bobbing for Crowns..* 

Daisy Mae Everson: * makes sure Amber air way is clear and "pumps" the water from er lungs if need be... can't let her drown* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Dives back under to avoid bullets and tries to reach an edge* 

Liz St Augustine : * sees Daisy with Amber swims or tires to over to her to help with Amber* 

Jonathon Spader: *after hitting the water, Jon will swim underwater for the edge* 

Tyne Donnelly: *didn't get snagged yet, and gasps for air* 

Finnuala Rosher: ((Took 2 damage)) *Blood rises from where she went under.* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *The 4 fire, and fire and keep fireing at the near fish in an barrel and then fire some more, the they virutally empty their clips into the water and the crowns missing it seems no one*

Sabrina Christenson: *Changes her mind and aims her hand at Justine, knowing how much this will hurt...but once she's out of the picture, the minds of her allies will be better focused. She shouts something in French, the equivalent of "God, strike!"* ((Forces 3, Prime 2...Lightning blast. Rolling...))

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [armour is 3 to soak aslo] 

Sabrina Christenson: ((Growls at her slow-ass server...hold that as I soak....7,10. Took 3)) 

Liz St Augustine : ( ahh okay) * get hit and grimaces blood coming from where she was swiming* 

Justine O'Ryan: *sensing blood, she reaches into that area, and yanks herself up a Finnuala, to pull out.* 

Sabrina Christenson: ((Check that...took 1)) 

Dana Mackintosh: *goes under* ((took 2)) 

Terrence Hardy: ((Blimey. I leave you lot alone for one day, and look what you do!)) 

Sabrina Christenson: *Staggers back from a bullet into Kevlar, and goes for her Lightning Strike* 

Finnuala Rosher: ((Only took one actually)) Away from the blood she surfaces gasping desperately for air, but still strongly swimming.*

Dana Mackintosh: *thanks god the repirator is still on, tries to get to the nearest wall* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~doesn't move as he's hit, fires back sweeping from left to rigth~ 

Finnuala Rosher: *And gets grabbed* 

Dana Mackintosh: *yeah, we're talking blood loss* 

Daisy Mae Everson: (took one damage then) *grunts as she is hit, sheilding Amber with her own body* 

Christina Anderson: *once hit, recoils and surfaces with a gasp.* ((took 2)) 

Liz St Augustine : * tries to keep swiming but the blodd loss is getting to her and slowly slips under the water* 

Dana Mackintosh: *makes it to the nearest wall, to Finnuala whom she would have stuck by, and one tiny hand hooks the ledge, but she does not yet surface*

Daisy Mae Everson: (took one damage then) *grunts as she is hit, sheilding Amber with her own body* 

Christina Anderson: *once hit, recoils and surfaces with a gasp.* ((took 2)) 

Liz St Augustine : * tries to keep swiming but the blodd loss is getting to her and slowly slips under the water* 

Dana Mackintosh: *makes it to the nearest wall, to Finnuala whom she would have stuck by, and one tiny hand hooks the ledge, but she does not yet surface*

Terrence Hardy: ((~poofles to another world~)) 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *One of them head's flies apart with the gun shot to the head, and 2 more go down in a heap as Justin Empties a clip in the are, leaving only one up*

Tyne Donnelly: *she starts to counter Sabrina, but feels the cold crepping in, and tries to slow the flow of her blood, instead* 

Dana Mackintosh: *heads under, fighting to stay reasonably functional, as she swims for Liz* 

Christina Anderson: *scans the surface and catches Liz going under, winces as she draws a deep breath and dives back in after her.*

Alexander Tarquine: ~standing firm and unhurt he levels the shotgun on the other still standing and pulls the trigger~ 

Jonathon Spader: *Spader makes for the ledge, off to the right side. trying to come up in flank* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *grabs Liz and keep her head above water as well* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Raspy voice made ragged by the foul water, but rattled out quickly* for verily, i say unto ye, if ye have the faith of a mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountian..remove ye hence, to yonder place, and it shall remove: and nothing shall be impossible unto thee

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~Climbs out directly in front~ 

Amber Ross: *Still out* 

Christina Anderson: *resurfaces as Liz is yanked up, trying to control breathing and pressing on the spot where hit, treading water.*

Dana Mackintosh: *helps Daisy* 

Liz St Augustine : * gets puled up and gasps for air * 

Daisy Mae Everson: *start to pull the to the edge away form the bad guy... if possible* 

Justine O'Ryan: *looks at Finnuala, her features changing so fast that she has her out and sheilded before Finnuala is really..even done speaking..then..she gets nailed, by Sabrina's bolt, as lightning rips her a new ass. she falls down, and stays there.*

Jonathon Spader: *If he gets up on hard ground, he will draw a stake in each hand from the back of his legs. They are a smooth Ash, with tips done in silver. Me moves for melee*

Dana Mackintosh: *guides Liz towards a wall* Daisy> Amber..*and she pulls of her respirator and pushes it into Daisy's hands*

Daisy Mae Everson: *combat medic mode, of what she thinks is combat mode medic* 

Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: ~Justine is Hit with a lighting bolt and as Freedom shines in her eyes.. she is fired and with an instant, of pain and clarity..turns to ash~

Liz St Augustine : * is trying hard to reach for the edge the pain and blood making her weaker* 

Christina Anderson: *swims to the edge, with not nearly as much vigor as before, but making headway.* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: ~the lighting bounces off the stone and heads back to across the water~ 

Dana Mackintosh: *hauls Liz's ass to a ledge, and hauls them both up. Dana's last action before her legs give way and she slumps against the wall*

Sabrina Christenson: *Realizes what she has done, and something dies inside her* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *takes the repirator from Dana* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Alexander misses the other as he ducks, and continues to fire hitting nothing* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~wades out of the water closer to the last man standing, shotgun ready to fire again~ 

Tyne Donnelly: ((ooooooo..rolling Willpoiwer. one suxx)) *screams, in absoultue rage, and falls into a fetal ball* 

Finnuala Rosher - Justine O'Ryan: ((AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!)) 

Liz St Augustine : * gets hauled up and just lays there taking deep breaths grimacing* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~moves towards the chanting group~ 

Finnuala Rosher: *Absolutely stunned. In shock.* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Pulls out her gun and starts shooting at bad guys, her eyes taking on a crazy, suicidal/homicdal bent* 

Dana Mackintosh: Tyne..*reaches out to her* ((mind 2, 5 3 9, LIVE!)) 

Daisy Mae Everson: *pulls amber and herself out of the water* 

Justine O'Ryan: *is..ash. except, perhaps..the pendant, of a lily.* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~moves towards the chanting group~ 

Finnuala Rosher: *Absolutely stunned. In shock.* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Pulls out her gun and starts shooting at bad guys, her eyes taking on a crazy, suicidal/homicdal bent* 

Dana Mackintosh: Tyne..*reaches out to her* ((mind 2, 5 3 9, LIVE!)) 

Daisy Mae Everson: *pulls amber and herself out of the water* 

Justine O'Ryan: *is..ash. except, perhaps..the pendant, of a lily.* 

Liz St Augustine : * rolls over on her back slowly and coughs and takes deep breaths* 

Daisy Mae Everson: Dana, are you okay? Can you fight? 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *there are just the chanters, and ..what ever that thing is on the side...the way seems clear* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~~reload~ 

Dana Mackintosh: *tears are streaming down her face as she feels the shade of every drop of Finnuala's pain, as well as her own. She does not answer as she loads phosphorous into the Beretta, and pulls herself to her feet*

Finnuala Rosher: *As her mind starts to refocus, her hand closes on the trigger firing with cold fury at any standing enemies* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~Scans the room, or over it~ "..Play times over.. " 

Sabrina Christenson: *Runs toward the chanters, firing at them...anything, to kill the pain inside of her* 

Finnuala Rosher: ((None then. Okay)) 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *the last guard is splight as a big hole appears in his chest* 

Liz St Augustine : * slowly gets up and lets out deep breath and moves over to Daisy and Amber* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *Check Amber...Is she breathing?* 

Dana Mackintosh: *she walks, slowly and painfully over to Tyne* C'mon, it's time to Kick The Ass. *her voice has never been so hard, yet still lending strenght*

Christina Anderson: *with a grimace and a groan, she pushes herself up to a sitting position, then to kneel.* 

Jonathon Spader: *there are two lights in Spaders's eyes. The light of the righteous, and the light of the furious. He resets the stakes in their holders, and draws his swords. He draws the goggles back over his eyes, scanning the darkness*

Liz St Augustine : * kneels down next to Amber looking her over not caring about herself for the moment* 

Tyne Donnelly: *stays fuger, muttering, and sobbing as half her soul is sucked into oblivion* 

Dana Mackintosh: *stands over Tyne, and points the beretta, firing phosphorous rounds at a target bad guy* 

Jonathon Spader: *he stops to check the bullet wounds in his side, making sure he won't have anything falling off* 

Amber Ross: *She's breathing...but her head is bleeding from the fall...and for some reason, she's crying in her unconsciousness*

Finnuala Rosher: *Wraps the befouled cloak around herself and moves to kill something* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *Looks Liz over... * 

Daisy Mae Everson: *stay with Amber Liz* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [The ..Zigg'raugglurr Slides into view (corr, time) shifting to 4 of himself, the last real guardian and dangerous]

Sabrina Christenson: *Drops the gun and readies her sword, determind to go hand-to-hand with this monstrosity* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *stands and pull the calico from around to the front and starts over to where the other are* 

Christina Anderson: *rests and presses on the wound to stop the bleeding or slow it as best as possible.* 

Dana Mackintosh: *shoots her faith to FJQ, and takes aim at the Ziggy's eye* 

Liz St Augustine : * nods to daisy and rips some of her shirt and tries to clean Amber's head wound and grimacing herself trying to forget about her pain* Come on Amber come back to us

Tyne Donnelly: *and somewhere in the abck of her mind, something gives, and she forces herself, and moves, slowly..trying to crawl somewhere..*

Finnuala Rosher: SABRINA! Use the lightening again! *One of the most painful thinds she ever has had to say* Use it on THAT!

Alexander Tarquine: ~frowns and takes aim at Ziggy #1~ 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [it's about 50ft tall, and thre is plenty of room for the ...Dragon.. that it looks alike.. it scans them, and a fifth appears, then dissappears to destroy a plane that they are traveling in]

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~twos swords, very rarely as anyone seen two swords.~ 

Jonathon Spader: ~quietly mutttered, with slight gurgling~ Yeah though I walk through the valley of the shadow of Death, thou art with me. So step up mother fucker.

Christina Anderson: *scoots over to Liz, looking over her and Amber.* Need a hand? 

Finnuala Rosher: *Faith flares out and around. Justine will NOT have died for nothing!* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [each is real, each is absiolutely real, moving (if you have time) back and froth in time, all magic is now vulgar.. with witness as it destory the conincidentatly of the area]

Dana Mackintosh: *shoots phosphorous straight for Ziggy #1's eye* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks at Christina and nods feeling a bit dizzy the blood running down her side* anything you can do i don't know much about healing am trying to clean her head wound

Tyne Donnelly: *reaches Amber, and still sobbing, tries to reach her mind..* (mind 3..2, 8, 9, 10, 10, 5, ,6) 

Sabrina Christenson: *Pauses and nods, looking at Finnuala with a combination of pain, sadness, self-hatred, and determination, then focuses everyhthing she has into one, concentrated blast at the Ziggy* ((Last 3 quint to lower diff to 5...last WP point spent...10,8,6. 10 Agg...Bitch))

Finnuala Rosher: *The Lance is slid from the casing on her back* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~fires off a shot at #1~ Glorious St. Michael, Prince of the heavenly hosts, who standest always ready to give assistance to the people of God; who didst fight with the dragon, the old serpent, and didst cast him out of heaven, and now valiantly defendest the Church of God that the gates of hell may never prevail against her, I earnestly entreat thee to assist me also, in the painful and dangerous conflict which I have to sustain against the same formidible foe. Be with me, O mighty Prince! that I may courageously fight and wholly vanquish that proud spirit, whom thou hast by the Divine Power, so gloriously overthrown, and whom our powerful King, Jesus Christ, has, in our nature, so completely overcome; to the end that having triumphed over the enemy of my salvation, I may with thee and the holy angels, praise the clemency of God who, having refused mercy to the rebellious angels after their fall, has granted repentance and forgiveness to fallen man. Amen. ~pumps the shotgun~

Liz St Augustine : * smiles looking at Tyne and then Amber* good good * whispering* she's gonna have one hell of a headache 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [it goes first, cause, it's time based] Shifts thru the crowd, slashing a terrible dragon claw, becoming one, Infront of the shot, then behind and spins to body slam the room ]7 success to "dodge"

Tyne Donnelly: *on her way out, numbs the pain, and takes the dox..then gets up..* 

Christina Anderson: *nods, still not sure how long Liz will be good herself, and tries to recall as much of the classes she had so long ago, and reaches down to check Amber's eyes to see if they are dialated at all.*

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~picks up the foolishly kneeling Spadar and leaps to the side~ 

Liz St Augustine : * cleans Ambers head wound as best she can applying pressure to help stop the bleeding* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [[All soak 4 blunt]]* as it dodges, ROoOooOaOOo irng in anger, terrible claaws flashing* 

Christina Anderson: *then stops as she comes around with a sigh of relief.* 

Amber Ross: *Opens her eyes fully and tries to get up* Oh my fucking God... 

Christina Anderson: Amber >> Not so fast... easy.. 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~Soaks 4 with body, so Jon Doesn't have to~ 

Liz St Augustine : * lays a hand on Ambers shoulder* don't get up just lay ther okay * smiles down at her* 

Finnuala Rosher: ((Soaks)) *Counters hard against whatever magics the things are using.* 

Daisy Mae Everson: (didn't soak any of that) *goes fly to the ground* 

Sabrina Christenson: ((Soaks 3)) *Gets knocked to the side and stumbles, more from lack of mental and spiritual energy then from the blow*

Tyne Donnelly: *just looks at Amber, and shakes her head from side to side, with a terrible conviction, and force in her voice* you STAY down! *gets hit, scince she's in front of Amber, and falls over*

Liz St Augustine : * looks up to see Daisy fly and slowly gets up to get her out of the way* 

Dana Mackintosh: ((takes one)) *she sways, dropping to one knee for a moment, before pulling herself back up* 

Amber Ross: ((Soaks 1)) *Takes a nasty hit from the Ziggy and blacks out...again* 

Jonathon Spader: *throws his ~TF3~ out to shield them* 

Alexander Tarquine: [[soaks]] ~is knocked down by the thing and rolls to a shooting position ready to shoot again~ 

Christina Anderson: *snaps her head to Tyne as she rebukes Amber and then watches her crumble.* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~rolls to feet, movign to get to it, as it regroups, both swords, one primum, slashing it~ 

Liz St Augustine : ( soaks one and at this rate she's gonna be unconcious) * gets hit and falls down and slowly gets up again to get Dasiy*

Jonathon Spader: *gets pulled by FJQ, and rolls with it* 

Tyne Donnelly: *gets up, having not taken much actual damage * (saoked 3) and feels her blood loss starting to creep on her.* 

Dana Mackintosh: *has absolutely no fucking idea what to do..so she brandishes the sword, and lunges for the nearest Ziggy* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *grunts loudly and she hits the ground* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [there is only one, when it dodges]*The chanting reaches a crechendo as the Ziggy spins and send the crown tumbling, seeming able to lash out at all, without realing trying, ROraORIng at the blow hits one of it's images, but is it the one is became?*

Jonathon Spader: *Jon follows in FJQ's wake, peeling off to the side to give itself a wider area to defend. He comes in with a double slash combo*

Daisy Mae Everson: *gasps for air as the wind was knocked out of her* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Hopes someone with mental strength of force will aid her throw--Hurls the Lance into the nearest beast* ((4 successes, and 3 damage unless aided by Forces.))

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): Let nothing disturb thee, Nothing affright thee; All things are passing, God never changeth! Patient endurance Attaineth to all things; Who God possesseth In nothing is wanting; Alone God sufficeth.

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~Charges the primum sword, chopping int the creature~ 

Christina Anderson: *stays beside Amber to at the very least block anything else oncoming, praying this ends soon.* 

Tyne Donnelly: *see Finnuala doing her thing, and does try to help..no suxx) 

Sabrina Christenson: *Forces herself to her feet and brandishes her sword, staggering to the nearest Ziggy* 

Liz St Augustine : * reaches Daisy and kneels down looking her over her eye blinking try to stay awake* Daisy? 

Alexander Tarquine: ~turns with detirmination and pumps a shot into the first chanter~ 

Amber Ross: *Is out cold again* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *getto her feet grabs her gun again and is going to stop the chanters* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *The ZIGGY is clearly in rare form as the Primum hits one, it Screams and disappears, then the lance flies, and more blows come in as DANA heads to one., Hitting and the sword slidding along the scales*

Tyne Donnelly: ((sitting on 6 Dox, ST)) 

Dana Mackintosh: *the tiny beat to shit blond thing with a newfound interest in vengeance makes an effort to creep around the Ziggys*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *the Lance Hits, but doesn't seem to pierce into the scales, hanging on the dragon as it's attacked* 

Sabrina Christenson: ((Heads hurts as he tries to figger out how much Paradox Sabrina has...)) 

Liz St Augustine : Daisy ..what are you doing...shit...* shakly gets to her feet* 

Daisy Mae Everson: bbr 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [it's diff 5 to hit, let's be serious]] 

Dana Mackintosh: *creeping along the wall, around the Ziggy, taking aim at the person at the center of the circle* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [Alexander, blows one of the chanters away, the flames in the center flare up, and a Figure emerges in them]

Sabrina Christenson: *Slashes with her sword at Ziggy* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws† - Tyne Donnelly: [[4 blow when sabrian's blow]] 

Alexander Tarquine: [[ -1 humanity ]] 

Liz St Augustine : * blinks trying to stay awake and pushing at her side* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~pumps the shotgun again~ Set a watch, O LORD, before my mouth; keep the door of my lips. Incline not my heart to any evil thing, to practise wicked works with men that work iniquity: and let me not eat of their dainties. Let the righteous smite me; it shall be a kindness: and let him reprove me; it shall be an excellent oil, which shall not break my head: for yet my prayer also shall be in their calamities. When their judges are overthrown in stony places, they shall hear my words; for they are sweet. Our bones are scattered at the grave's mouth, as when one cutteth and cleaveth wood upon the earth.

Christina Anderson: *keeps a close eye on Amber in case she deteriorates any further and occassionally glances back to the battle.*

Dana Mackintosh: *after aiming at the head of the person in the centre, she fires phosphourous for his or her head* 

Daisy Mae Everson: (back) LIZ> I can't just stand here... *continues until se can see the chanters* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: AS Dana sneaks around, the Vulgarness of itjst get' to be too much, and Sabrina's paradox goes frist, then Justyne's, Then Justine's 13 so far blown, then the ZZIGGY (22..) and dana's 25 (2 gone dana)

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [15 dox points blows in a 70ft room] 

Finnuala Rosher: *Rushes the protruding shaft of the Lance to try to drive it in with the force of her weight behind it, gripping the shaft* ((Splits die pool)) *Then dodges retribution.*

Sabrina Christenson: ((Oh, SHIT...)) 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: ~scales fly off as SPADAR hits, and the paradox blows~ 

Liz St Augustine : * can't stand up any longer and just slides down the wall and kinda just sits there in a heap trying to rip some of her shirt to push the wound so it will stop bleeding and nods to Daisy* be careful

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: ((25 dox, sorry)) 

Tyne Donnelly: ((God allmighty.)) 

Finnuala Rosher: ((Braces for paradox realm rift)) 

Dana Mackintosh: ((tell me I got the shot in? Please?)) 

Jonathon Spader2: ((Sorry, browser locked.Please repost PM's)) 

Alexander Tarquine: [[ ~shuders and twitches~ ]] 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~steps back as the energy leavews him, ~ 

Tyne Donnelly: *feels Dox well up, and dives, to cover Amber* 

Sabrina Christenson: ((Say G'night, Crowns...)) 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: ~epp, adds 5 for the ritual..30 dox point blown.. I cannot stop laughing,..grabs his book of madness. ~ 

Dana Mackintosh: *gets ready for her eyeballs to expload, if one can ever really be ready for that* 

Finnuala Rosher: ((Holy Prussian Ratfuck!)) 

Christina Anderson: *blinks as Tyne rushes back, getting way too much feedback already* 

Daisy Mae Everson: (oh man...) 

Amber Ross: ((Repeats her ICQ to Tyne..."Fuck me flying, sideways with a chainsaw...")) 

Finnuala Rosher: *Still countering the offensive magics* 

Alexander Tarquine: [[ ~cringes~ ]] 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ooic::prays oocly 

: (prays for the Crowns) 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: ~ooc: as spencer would say..~ ~~PULSE~~ 

Alexander Tarquine: [[ ~ponders the scar from this~ ]] 

Finnuala Rosher - Tyne Donnelly: ((Crap, I may have to have Finn Awaken with all of this. It's stupid not to after a while.)) 

Dana Mackintosh: ((*swallows hard*)) 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: ~a simple only man, is the only thing that shows up. He brushes off his clothing as everything seems to be halted. he truns and scans the "TIMESTOPED" room and sighs~ "..Ok..who wants to explain ~everyone can talk~

Sabrina Christenson: ((Thinks maybe she accidentally did Jus a favor...rather a quick incineration then Paradox flattening you, and then some...))

Jonathon Spader2: *Spader will finish his strike with a mental "YES", then the mortal gets his first feeling of "Magic"*S* Aww damm.

Dana Mackintosh: *blinks at the man* 

Finnuala Rosher: ((Omigod! Mr Wrinkles!)) 

Christina Anderson: *says nothing, simply cannot explain, stares.* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Raises her hand* My fault...I shot at a friend of mine and killed her with Prime...please reset, I'll do it differently.

Alexander Tarquine: ~looks around and then at the old man~ what the.... 

Tyne Donnelly: *looks at ..ooh, God..she falls to her knees, piss scsred* .. 

Dana Mackintosh: *doesn't look at Sabrina, doesn't dare hope enough* They summoned dragons. We're trying to make them go away. *shuts up, remembering the last time she tried to explain her actions to a dox spirit, her knees feel weak*

Jonathon Spader2: *Dragon goes away+man shows up= New Target. Locked* 

Finnuala Rosher: *This guy looks familiar, kind of like the one that asked her why he shouldn't FUBAR Damon Galos one time.*

Liz St Augustine : * blinks and yawns feeling very sleepy just sits slumped pushing at her wound watching wondering what's going on*

Christina Anderson: *turns slowly to Sabrina as she speaks, blinks, then looks back to the man.* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *around the room, is ..alot of wierd shit, they seem to be with him. He looks at the ritual.. doesn't find it that offensive, looks at the ZIGGY and almost has a kiniptoon fit, then sorta looks at present and past effects *SAB>> this yours *& the ziggy*

Finnuala Rosher: *Remembers that Damon disappeared forever after that.* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [[the dragon is still there]] 

Tyne Donnelly: *mutters, blubbers, too damn tired, and scared, and wormn out, and upset* Chirst..I only wanted to be in Riverdance..I'm sorry..

Alexander Tarquine: ~the shotgun barrel slowly drifts towards the grounds as he looks on in wonder~ 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *looks at Jon , blinks a few times* oh put those atway..You still human. *waves at something behind Jon * [his look can only be called ..Frumpy..he is wrinkled in everyway]

Liz St Augustine : * from the loss of blood she feels like she's drunk and giggles at Tyne not being able to help herself* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Looks at the old man* The Zigg'lauer (sp?)? No...that is not mine. The highly vulgar Prime-powered Forces blasts were.

Jonathon Spader2: ((Oh, Ok make that:)) *Dragon stops+guy shows up= New Target.Locked* ((Better?*S*)) 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "I am the leader of this Group. Who art thee? 

Christina Anderson: *is so lost it hurts* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [nods to sabrina] 

Finnuala Rosher: *Yep, definitely the same guy that made the incredibly powerful Damon Galos disappear...* 

Amber Ross: *Still out cold* 

Dana Mackintosh: *begins to slide down the wall at a barely perceptible speed* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [old man] looks at Justin. * Oh, you take responsible for this? That's good, I like someone that takes responsibilyty.. You Summoned this? *trusn to Dana* Fighting you say? Yes, nasty things

Daisy Mae Everson: *blinks at the old man, getting a bit dizzy... she is bleeding* 

Dana Mackintosh: No, we didn't summon them..we're just trying to make them go away. And yes, they are very nasty. *can we say regression, anyone?*

Tyne Donnelly: *just basicly sits next to Amber, looking quiet numb* 

Liz St Augustine : * yawns again smacking her lips her eyelids getting very heavy and she keep blinking to try and stay awake* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [Old man] Makes Jon 15 years old.*(yes, he did) And if it wasn't for your angel, youd'd not be here. Don't point weapons at people, it's Rude.

Alexander Tarquine: ~stands there gaping~ 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~looks over at Daisy, and starts to move to help her~ 

Christina Anderson: *thinks to herself through mass confusion, "Answers my foot. What in the name of Pete........?" and continues along on the confusion track.*

Finnuala Rosher: *Large-eyed* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [old man] TSk, tsk, at Justin] She won't die, she's going no where *points at Sabrina and rends her patern.*

Jonathon Spader : ((Sorry, browser again)) 

Sabrina Christenson: *Blinks as John becomes the youngest Crown here* 

Tyne Donnelly: *looks at Jon, and the hysterical laughter of a mind finally perhaps pushes too far bubbles out* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~glowers at the old man, then looks at JOn and Sab~ What are thou doing, WE art not responisble!!

Christina Anderson: *drops her jaw at what just happened to Jon, then stares dumbfounded.* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Screams in agony as her pattern is torn apart and hits the ground, TOTALLY out* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *eyes go wide at Jon sudden "change"* 

Jonathon Spader : ((wanna repost that please?)) 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [old man]* To Justin* No Man is an Island. She was responsble, she spoke right up. I like that, she get's to live. Don't be a butt.

Tyne Donnelly: ((AKK!!)) * sees Sabrina getting something..nasty done, and thinks in her mind.."I will have two fillings" and stands up* I did stuff too!

Alexander Tarquine: ~shakes his head at Jon's deaging~ 

Dana Mackintosh: *her breathing becomes shallow, down on one knee now, back agaisnt the wall* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: ((repost))[Old man] Makes Jon 15 years old.*(yes, he did) And if it wasn't for your angel, youd'd not be here. Don't point weapons at people, it's Rude.

Amber Ross: ((ROTFLMFAO TYNE!!!!!!!!!!!)) 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws† - Tyne Donnelly: [[damage please??]] 

Christina Anderson: *then snaps her head to Sabrina as she screams and drops, mouth working like a goldfish and eyes just as big.*

Dana Mackintosh: *looks over at Tyne, back at the old man* 

Liz St Augustine : * looks over at Jon and blinks and giggles and covers her mouth she's really giddy from blood loss* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~glowers at the old man, kneels and checks Sabrina~ 

Alexander Tarquine: ~drops the shotgun and runs to check on Sab, hands finding their way to the medkit before he gets to her~ 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [*turns to Dana* ok, who summoned this? 

Tyne Donnelly - †Çrw oƒ Šhaws†: ((damage? she's she's at injuered)) 

Finnuala Rosher: *Raises her hand* Actually, I think I ordered Sabrina to use her lightning and she has to take orders from me. 

Daisy Mae Everson: *flinches as Sab screams* 

Sabrina Christenson: ((Blinks as she watches the Crowns show their true colors...masochists, one and all.)) 

Dana Mackintosh: *swallows* I'm not sure. *glares at everyone else* Be quiet, I'm speaking! *looks back at the man* We're trying to stop that ritual. We came though here on our way to stop it, and these things appeared. I think they *points to chanters* Summoned them as guards.

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [old man]*STares at Finnuala, and smiles* Your fine dear, part of consentuality reality. Not here for you.

Liz St Augustine : * blinks looking groggly at Sab and yawns and lays her head down on the ground and starts to nodd off* neep nappy time

Finnuala Rosher: ((Just trying to take the heat off one and spread it around to survivable pieces)) 

Alexander Tarquine: ~checks Sab's vital signs trying to figure out what is happeneing to her~ 

Dana Mackintosh: We..didn't know how to fight them, and so we weren't as careful as we should have been. We're really sorry...

Finnuala Rosher: *Had hoped to help Sabrina with that.* Old man> Oh. 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..I will take responsibility for the rest..~ 

Sabrina Christenson: *Barely breathing, very pale, weak heartbeat* 

Dana Mackintosh: *wonders what part of "Be quiet, I'm talking" Justin doesn't understand. Goddamn martyrs.* 

Jonathon Spader : *Still stands there, both guns pointed directly on. The glower of a put off 15 year old can be pretty menacing. He hasn't had orders to the contrary yet* ~higher toned voice~ And it mightbe considered rudeaswell to change the physiognimy of new acquaintainces.

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *[flicks at Wrist at Tyne, also rending her pattern, 9 of the built up dox gone] 

Tyne Donnelly: *grins insanely as she feels her own little bitchslap and flass rather fastly, without much noise* 

Dana Mackintosh: *looks as if she is going to laugh at Jon, then sees him hurt Tyne and shuts up real fast* 

Finnuala Rosher: Old Man> Please, when you're done we'll all be fubar and those summoners will do far worse things than we ever did and what they summoned will be worse yet.

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [old man] [looks at Jon as if he were being a child. He look behind jon again. [[A white form forms beside Jon and softly pushes the guns to the floor, the only thing appart is the "eyes of an angel", he also grows with the touch]]

Christina Anderson: *might find this funny later on, parts anyway, right now though her mind is reeling as another drops to the ground.*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [old man] "I know, I'm sorry. But there are proceedures you must observe. Were rather strict about these things, even as I am very reasonable. They will be unhealable for a few days. To reineforces the lessons they have learned."

Jonathon Spader : *Jon resists but a moment, then realizes what is occurring. He relents, but his scowl only becomes "older"* 

Liz St Augustine : * she mumbles something and tires to sit up shakaly and sits up leaning against the wall* 

Dana Mackintosh: *swallows* That's..understandable... 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..How can thee be so calous to the life of another, trying to help thee. WE don't want that there ~points at the dragon~

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [old man] Turns to the group of chanters then to Dana* You wouldn't be lying to me would you? 

Liz St Augustine : * rubs her eyes and blinks * 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [old man] Makes a Pish posh motion at Justin. 

Alexander Tarquine: ~while tending to Sab he watches Tyne go down and turns to the old man~ Take it easy will you..... 

Dana Mackintosh: *shakes her head* No sir. Absolutely not. 

Tyne Donnelly: *grins, uncoscouos.maybe hoping for a nice coma* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [JON get's a smile, and the form disappears] 

Finnuala Rosher: Old Man> What would it take for you to just let us all walk out of here? I'm willing to deal. 

Dana Mackintosh: *wishes the others would just be quiet!* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *anger simmers within her* 

Christina Anderson: *after Finn says this, she looks to her as if she's gone off her nut.* 

Christina Anderson: *after Finn says this, she looks to her as if she's gone off her nut.* 

Finnuala Rosher: *He doesn't feel infernal, she thinks.* 

Liz St Augustine : * blinks hearing Finn and looks to her side seing she's stopped bleeding * 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *[oldman] No Deals, I'm being reasonable. No sacrifies, i am not a seeker of blood. Be calm. No fear neccessary.*passes his hand over Justin and Dana*

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Smooth his clothing, that only becomes wrinkled. looks at the chanters and Erases them from existance. Total, all , ever sinlge one. Goes to the half summoned nephaandi and removes him and his Avatar from all occurances of time and location they have ever appeared.. and turns to the Ziggy, Shakes his head, and just makes it disappear*]

Daisy Mae Everson: Why would we lie atfer what you just did to these two *indicates Tyne and Jon* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~winces as if hit in the gut, a line of blood appearing at his side~ 

Dana Mackintosh: *slumps down the wall, barely conscious, smiling a little as the chanters fuck off* 

Finnuala Rosher: ((Gone in 5)) 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [old man] To Daisy* Cause, i could have done that.. *simple and plainly* 

Tyne Donnelly: *one corner of her motuh twitches, in a small want to be grin* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~stabilizes Sab as best he can and moves to Tyne~ 

Daisy Mae Everson: (oops too slow) 

Jonathon Spader : *moves to FJQ's side to support him silently* 

Sabrina Christenson: ((Hey, Daisy...don't forget me!! *point to the Incapacitated Paladin*)) 

Finnuala Rosher: *Catches the Lance as it falls from where the beast stood* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *Nervous nod* to the old man* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [old man] You all no have no reason to be here. *waves his hand again, as everyone appears in the church, even Justine.*

Christina Anderson: *brain swimming as now Quinn and Dana are affected and things just "poof" away. Someone will have a lot of explaining to do. Oh yes.*

Dana Mackintosh: ((KICK ASS!!!!! *Dances*)) 

Liz St Augustine : * blinks looking at the others she slowly rises standing against the wall her head dizzy but determind to stand* 

Daisy Mae Everson: (oh yeah sorry Sab was included in that) 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [head pokes in the chapel] "..you don't want to see me again.." [pops out] *gone* 

Christina Anderson: *then blinks rapidly as they are back.* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~looks around as he tends to Tyne as best he can~ Who else needs to be looked at? 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~Falls onto Jon, and looks around~ I have .. a heaad ache. 

Finnuala Rosher: *Has seen him two times more than she ever wanted to already and isn't even a Mage* 

Liz St Augustine : * just falls in a pew a loud thud as she does* 

Sabrina Christenson: *Out cold* 

Amber Ross: *Out cold* 

Jonathon Spader : *looks to Alexander* I will eventually, after you tend to everyone else. 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [[with wrinkle, you always remember]] 

Dana Mackintosh: *slummped against the wall, she tips sideways until she is lying on the groud, staring up at a stained glass window, smiling*

Dana Mackintosh: *slummped against the wall, she tips sideways until she is lying on the groud, staring up at a stained glass window, smiling*

Christina Anderson: *is hurt physically, but not nearly as bad as quite a few, hand still pressed to the gunshot.* 

Daisy Mae Everson: *blinks completetly thrown by this sudden change of place* 

Tyne Donnelly: ((out cold, at incapacitated) 

Jonathon Spader : *Will ease Father Quinn into a pew, very carefully* 

Finnuala Rosher: *Starts getting everyone into the back room for treatment. ie. IV's, antibiotics* 

Justine O'Ryan: ~looks UTTERLY confused~ Ok, what the hell. 

Alexander Tarquine: ~finishes with Tyne and moves to Amber~ 

Liz St Augustine : * is mumbling quite out of it and giggles a little* 

Dana Mackintosh: *hears Jusine, and laughs, from her vantage point on the floor* 

Daisy Mae Everson: (*L* and Daisy didn't see Justine turn to ash..) 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [[when asked..why didn't he ask the "others" what they did..cause wrinkle did..on their side of time..and well, it WAS guarding them..and Wrinkle REALLY dislikes Ziggys.]]

Christina Anderson: ((Have to go. *waves* Night all*poofs*)) 

Dana Mackintosh: ((kick ass!)) 

Daisy Mae Everson: *goes to help LIZ* 

Justine O'Ryan: ~she was doing..SOMEthing..what was it..~ 

Dana Mackintosh: Just> Hey...I'm..I'm sorry I shot you..*winces* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): "..heal..them.. 

Alexander Tarquine: ~finishes with Amber and looks around to see if anyone else is out cold~ 

Justine O'Ryan: ~oh yes..that's right. she goes over, and looks at Amber, to make sure she is allright. and gets that odd feeling that there's something in there she knows but can't recall~

Finnuala Rosher: *FJQ also will be dealt the same treatments, no one allowed to be infected or untended.* ((Assisting till going home with anyone who can.))

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [[I am ..tired.. hoped you all liked.. i'm going to eat something]] 

Liz St Augustine : * is almost out cold with gunshot in side of her* 

Jonathon Spader : Alexander, who is in more need right now? 

Daisy Mae Everson: *check LIZ over, wincing in pain...* Damn getting shot friggen hurts. 

Dana Mackintosh: *is barely conscious* 

Alexander Tarquine: ~Alex will work like a mad man on all the wounded~ [[ player must sleep however ~G~ ]] 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~justin STands, and moves to help who ever alexander says~ 

Finnuala Rosher: ((Heal 4 levels per person who can be healed)) 

Justine O'Ryan: ~smiles at Dana~ that is allright dear. I'm sorry My Fian..Angelica nearly shot you, over me. ~checks Amber out~

Finnuala Rosher: ((Loved it GONE)) 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): [[Ok we all must sleep, CAn heal 4 of any none wrinkle damage.. there...]] 

Sabrina Christenson: ((Never killed a close friend before...thanks for the opportunity, Crown!! *G*)) 

Justine O'Ryan: ((VERY much liked, even if she did cry through half of it)) 

Amber Ross: ((Loved it!!)) *Thanks to all the medical attention, she eventually comes to, looking around* Ummm...what the heck?

Dana Mackintosh: ((*like...dies. From stress, tiredness, hunger..who knows. There is only one thing left to say* Crown...you are the Antichrist...and it's a good thing!))

Tyne Donnelly: *twitches, grins a bit in her sleep* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [[couldn't think of nothing more scary than wrinkle.. cause bahh.. I have no time to run a paradox strom hurling everyone into the the oblivian and then use my "Doom slayers into the labrignth... so i opeted with the only paradox spirt one can actually talk to]]

Amber Ross: *Sees Justine looking over here, and jumps up into a hug on her* MOM!!!! 

Jonathon Spader : (9Sorry I came late. I'm not usually on Sat nights. *S* But it was all good from what I saw. *S*)) 

Daisy Mae Everson: (was a good scene... just wis I were not so darn sick) 

Alexander Tarquine: [[ ~chuckles~ Mr. Wrinkle is always cool.... unless you REALLY screwed up... ]] 

Sabrina Christenson: *The Ziggy damage healed is enough to cause her to BARELY wake with a weak moan* 

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [[thank you.. I will take you commonets, what i can improve on.. what peeved you .. right now, then bed]]

Justine O'Ryan: ~hugs Amber, both sadly, and ecstaticly~ Amber..I'm sorry.. 

Amber Ross: *Shakes her head against Justine's words* Quiet...please...you're here...that's enough... 

Tyne Donnelly: *giggled, and mutters,* "ow" 

Justine O'Ryan: ~looks xconcernedly in Tyne's direction~ Amber. we should go home, yes? and Take Tyne? 

Jonathon Spader : *Jon will move to Tyne, healing some of her wounds himself (3)* 

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~yeah.. I'm pissed.. I'm pissed that I had to .. um..I';m just pissed~!!~ 

Alexander Tarquine: ~looks at EVERYONE before they go anywhere and then goes to a cot in the backroom for a nap~ 

Amber Ross: *Nods* And Sabrina too...what happened to them? *Rubs her head, wincing* ((Poor Amber...missed all the good stuff!! *S*))

Liz St Augustine : * just finally passes out on the pew * 

Daisy Mae Everson: *say a prayer of thanks for see us through this ordeal* 

Dana Mackintosh: *falls asleep, on a cot, in a fetal position, one hand twined in her hair, and yes, sucking her thumb. Because hell, she still sucks her thumb.*

Tyne Donnelly: ((Not true, dana..just need to know how to do it,,qithout notice..// ST..*EG* know what Time 9 can do, have the masters book))

Father Justin R. Quinn (Beatific): ~heals LIZ DAisy, lucella, christaina Jon, everyone Dana, finnaual, sabe Tyne and then closes up the chapel and stands guard the rest of the night~

Justine O'Ryan: ~starts to say something, then shuts her mouth thinking~ we won this one..is what happened. ~she smiles brightly, her faith restored, even through her sadness~ yes, let's too, get Sabrina. ~rises, to go get them, smiles at the boy~ hello.

Amber Ross: *Picks up Sabrina, the lighter of the two, over her shoulder, and takes her out to her car, making sure to wait for Jus before heading home*

Sabrina Christenson: *Moans as she's picked up by Amber, and manages to open her eyes wide enough to look at Justine* Y...y...alive?

†Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: {{{ooohhh waits to hear the whole story...with someone else telling it]] 

Justine O'Ryan: ~carefully lifts Tyne, lowly singing the last thing she thought she heard, from her twin before..something..~" Because if He ever saw her, it was through these eyes of mine..and if He ever suffered, it was me who did his cryin.." ~walks to the suburban with Amber~

Justine O'Ryan: ~quirks a concerned eyebrow at Sabrina, and smiles a bit, sadly~ much as I ever am. Did you hit your head? 

Sabrina Christenson: *Starts to weakly laugh and cry at the same time as she's taken out to Amber's car* 

Dana Mackintosh: *wakes up long enough to tell Just to go find Ang. Active mind scans at bad times can give you soft spots for things you shouldn't know about*

Amber Ross: *Face falls slightly as Dana mentions Ang. She says nothing...just gets in the car with Sabrina in the passanger's seat, and starts it, waiting for Justine to lead the way*

Justine O'Ryan: ~smiles a tiny bit at Dana, but says nothing, and hides her pain, and goes home..to be with her family~ 

Tyne Donnelly: *giggles* "it's not a bunny..it's not.."*as Jus carried her to the car* 

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