Terror & the city

[Mina Harker]

Karen assisted her inside the bar and to a seat at the back. Though Mina by no means considered herself helpless, relying on others was simply part of life for her, so she made no fuss about it. Karen brought her a bottle of water. She’d have preferred it in a glass…but then, they were in a crisis.

She took a sip of the water, while they both pulled themselves together. And then they heard a voice.

Stay here...I'll see who's there.

“Karen…”

Mina’s voice held caution. They had no idea what might be lurking in the building. But not long after she heard Karen in conversation with someone…a young girl, it sounded. Her hearing allowed her to listen in on the entire conversation. That this girl and a patron had been here when they had been attacked, and had somehow hidden themselves. She also heard Karen fussing over her. Now that was something she wouldn’t allow. She got up, still holding her cane, and moved towards their voices. As she reached them, a third voice joined in.

"Well unless you plan on baking them cookies and telling them bedtime stories, I think we better get out of here and find help."

Mina pursed her lips, perturbed at the man's attitude.

“I assure you, it is quite safer in here than it is out there. Running off without thinking the situation through is a sure way to failure.”

 

[Titan]

A petite brunette approached and spoke to him. He could tell she meant to reprimand him for his words to the older woman. Her girlfriend? The corner of his mouth turned up into a small at the thought. As for the criticism, he didn’t give a fuck. This was some scary shit and he wasn’t worried about playing nice right now. Well, maybe, a little nice.

“Well aren’t you a posh little bird.”

He changed his tone to a conspiratorial one.

“How’s about you and me ditch these two and make a run for it together? I’m sure we could find somewhere cozy to hole up until this who thing blows over.”

He smiled his most charming at her. Her expression did not change. His eyes stayed on her through a silent moment.

“I’m Andrew, by the way.”

Then his eyes moved to the two blondes and grinned.

“And yes, I am from Ireland.”

He'd heard about how American women loved Irishmen...and their accents. And hey, what else did he have to do?

 

[Shadow Weaver]

J's bar

<< Karen's opal blue eyes darted toward the sound of a man's voice coming from a bit behind the young girl. She tensed up a bit, lifting her halo'ed hand once more.>>

a man. must be the one she said she pulled to safety

He looked the proper woman up and down.

"Well unless you plan on baking them cookies and telling them bedtime stories, I think we better get out of here and find help."

<< Karen's finely shaped eyebrows lifted at this young man's impertinence.>>

....

Mina pursed her lips, perturbed at the man's attitude.

“I assure you, it is quite safer in here than it is out there. Running off without thinking the situation through is a sure way to failure.”

Young man...I am no housewife. I'm a doctor...and a sorceress.

<< She just decided to reveal herself. Not realizing that Cass was already beginning to realize who she was.>>

I have a friend...who is special like me. She and several others work together to help people in distress. I'm going to try to contact them...let them know where we are. They will help us.

The best thing to do is to stay here, stay quiet...and hidden.



<< Karen COULD have cast a teleporting spell for herself and Mina but she couldnt just leave Delilah and now...looking upon this girl and her brash companion, she didnt want to leave them either. Her own nature as a doctor...and a MOTHER counteracting the FEAR she was experiencing.>>

I'm...

<< looking at the young man with a bit of contempt>>

Dr. Victoria.

My associate is Ms. Harker.

"VICTORIA." That surname belonged to the world famous supermodel, Morgan Victoria. Cass would now be SURE of who this was and who her daughter had been as well.

 

[Mina Harker]

“Well aren’t you a posh little bird.”

Mina’s nose wrinkled. Ugh, that accent.

Perfect. Trapped with a paddy.

“How’s about you and me ditch these two and make a run for it together? I’m sure we could find somewhere cozy to hole up until this who thing blows over.”

The very idea of it. She said nothing, just scowled towards where she knew he was standing. Karen, however, was not going to let him off quite so easily.

Young man...I am no housewife. I'm a doctor...and a sorceress.

Andrew seemed to think that was his cue to give her a bit more cheek.

Titan: “A sorceress? Well, then, how’s about we conjure-“

Of course Karen didn’t give him the opportunity to get a word in edgewise, much less finish that sentence.

I have a friend...who is special like me. She and several others work together to help people in distress. I'm going to try to contact them...let them know where we are. They will help us.

Mina wondered how, exactly, but she said nothing. This was a bad time for her to have been whisked away half way across the world without any of her things, but she said nothing on that subject either. She would have to make the best of it and do what she could.

Karen introduced herself and Mina, and Mina nodded to the newcomers.

“So, what shall we do to pass the time?”

She held up a hand.

"Andrew, do not answer that."

 

[Ruby]

I have a woman with me as well. She's blind so I must not leave her unattended for long.

My driver was attacked by one of those creatures. He died...but he returned to life and BOTH of them attacked me. I had no choice but to defend myself and Mina from them.

We managed to make it as far as here when ...someone FELL from off a building and landed on our car, causing us to crash.

:: Cass' jaw dropped as she heard the woman tell her story. What a horrible event to go through, among other things... ::

"Oh my gosh! Is she okay?!"

We are both unharmed. We came here for refuge and a respite until we could figure out what to do...

:: Before Cass could make a move to help the woman's blind friend, a man's gruff voice spoke behind her. ::

“So it’s not just the people in here. It’s happening…out there…as well? Fuck. Me.”

:: She whirled around to face him. ::

*angrily*: "I told you to stay put! You didn't know what was going on!"

:: She was genuinely worried for the man. Didn't he understand about the evil that walks not just in the night but in the daylight too? She shook her head and turned back to the woman. ::

I must get back to her. Is the room you're in large? We can join you back there. I have...

<< She looked at the woman.>>

I have abilities...that will allow me to make sure where ever we are remains protected from intrusion.

"Well unless you plan on baking them cookies and telling them bedtime stories, I think we better get out of here and find help."

:: With a quick rolling of her eyes, Cass chose to ignore the young man behind her and smiled softly at the woman. ::

"As a matter of fact, it IS big enough for all of us. Just do what you need to do."

:: Being no stranger to abilities herself, she welcomed the chance to be protected from the zombies. They were not something she'd like to see again. ::

"Grab your friend while I make sure that there's adequate seating and comfort for her."

:: Just as she finished speaking, a petite brunette joined them and sort of bantered with the young man for a bit. He turned to Cass and the woman, who was starting to look extremely familiar to her. ::

“And yes, I am from Ireland.”

:: Crossing her arms, Cass looked at Andrew. ::

"Good for you. I'm from California."

:: Cass turned back when Dr. Victoria revealed who she was. ::

"Dr. Victoria, is there anything I...we...could do to help?"

:: She wanted to express her condolences but time was of the essence. She, too, lost beloved family members in her life. ::

 

[Titan]

"I told you to stay put! You didn't know what was going on!"

He smirked down at her.

“Pssh – and all you knew was running out here to get yourself killed. Sit down, half pint, and let the grownups talk.”

The older lady, who was pretending to be shocked by him, told him she was a sorceress. And he was Jiminy bloody Cricket. Still, he could get behind a bit of a role play…

“A sorceress? Well, then, how’s about we conjure-“

But she cut him off. Too bad.

She talked about having a “special friend”, but he didn’t think she meant that in the good way. Of course he knew there really was at least one person in this city with special powers, so he guessed it was possibly this woman had some of her own. But right now, he was thinking about the person he had actually witnessed doing some ass kicking, and that meant getting uptown asap.

The four of them stood there, at a loss for words it seemed. The girls wanted to stay. He didn’t agree, but he couldn’t really leave them here alone, so he’d have to convince them somehow to get out of there, find someone to pass them off to, and then hightail it to Illustra.

Mina, still stoic as ever, not laughing at even ONE of his jokes, broke the silence.

“So, what shall we do to pass the time?”

A grin spread across his face.

“Andrew, do not answer that."

So she did like him. Of course she did.

 

[Seer]

J's Bar - and one more makes 5

<< Disasters make for strange partnerships and gatherings and now, in a bar that was the scene of bloody carnage not very long ago, a witch, a mutant and a vampires found themselves together, seeking refuge, answers and holding on to hope for escape and survival.>>

<< as they began to accept their immediate situation and move forward, they would find themselves being joined by one more.>>

<<FLASH>>

<< outside, BACK where Karen and Mina had been a half hour ago.>>

He moves quickly picking off zombies with head shots. He checks the car and then comes back to the pair, quickly checking them over. He grabs Karen's hand and pulls them to the car.

"Get in the car. Drive away quickly. Do not stop for anyone or anything. I saw what you just did, reminds me of stories I heard about someone I kinda knew once on the force. Whatever the fuck that is you can do, be ready to use it. Because if they bite you, you're dead. GO."

<< Karen drives away with Mina. Two more civillians out of the way and hopefully safe. The end.>>

<< FLASH>>


<< rapid fire images from multiple points of view as the NYPD put up a valiant fight against the zombies.>>

<< a view of different check points, each one being overrun. Michael's is among them. But MICHAEL escapes. His partners are now all dead....UNDEAD. He shoots them down, removing them from the ranks of the damned but he's been wounded by a stray gunshot from an officer who was being attacked and mauled by a zombie. Thankfully not BITTEN.>>

<< Michael is a strong man, tested, tried and true. Though not a mutant or super, he's a fine specimen of normal baseline human in top form. But for all his skill and ability, THIS was a nightmare for ANYONE to face, let alone survive. >>

<< It's been several years since he's seen Delilah, disappeared shortly after Morgan Victoria , world famous supermodel, DIED. VICTORIA. Blonde hair...violet eyes...>>

<<FLASH>>

<< images of KAREN'S face flash across his memory as he staggers away. That name kept popping in his head when he "saw" her face.>>

<< Having retreated and now running for his life. He managed to find a motorcycle that carried him a fair distance from where his checkpoint had been but the vehicle gave out and now he was making his way on foot.>>

<< he needed to stop. He saw the LIMO Karen had driven away in. It was wrecked. A dead body on top of the windshield. As he drew near, he saw it wasnt her or her companion. Just to his left is J's Bar.>>

<< This was his best...his ONLY option for refuge at the moment.>>

<< Once he creeped inside, it was eeriely silent. He saw the same things Karen did when she and Mina had arrived 15 minutes earlier. He moved along, gun drawn and training. No zombies....YET.>>

<< Soon he heard voices. Coherent voices of LIVE humans.>>

<< and then...>>

I'm...

<< looking at the young man with a bit of contempt>>

Dr. Victoria.

My associate is Ms. Harker.

<< more than a familiar voice. NOW he knew why she seemed so familiar and by wild coincidence, he finds himself in the same place as her once more. >>

<< At least he knew there were other survivors and at least one of them, to his knowledge, had super powers. that would increase their odds. But for NOW...he needed to stop...and rest. He was hurt.>>

 

[Ruby]

He smirked down at her.

“Pssh – and all you knew was running out here to get yourself killed. Sit down, half pint, and let the grownups talk.”

:: Cass was seething inside. It was all she could do to NOT show this insolent human her true self. ::

*irritably*: "I'm 25 and may I just remind you that I SAVED your ass? Don't make me regret it."

:: She SO wanted to punch her fist through a wall to demonstrate her strength. ::

 

[Arsenal]

Dr. Victoria.

My associate is Ms. Harker.

Great coincidence...perhaps a chance. Mike grimaced as he looked down at this side. It was through and through, no organs hit as far as he could tell.

Mike walked into the room, weapon aimed down but ready at a moment's notice. Karen would notice the hitch in his step, indicating an injury he was hiding.

Dr. Victoria, we meet again. I can tell you now, you will...definitely need to leave this place. Just give me...a a second to rest.

It is now obvious to them all that he had an injury of some sort.

 

[Shadow Weaver]

J's Bar

<< Karen was relieved to hear that there was room for them all take refuge in the supply room. But her patience with Andrew was ALREADY beginning to wear thin.>>

<< the young girl was very kind and welcoming. THAT was a much needed counter to Andrew's acidic incivility. Mina and Karen were BOTH growing tired of HIM.>>

"Dr. Victoria, is there anything I...we...could do to help?"

<< as she looked upon Cass, Karen noticed that the girl's tone changed. There seemed to be a tinge of concern and SYMPATHY?>>

<< but before she could respond, Andrew was once again speaking in a borderline crass tone. Mina, despite the circumstances remained rather calm and collected, which continued to impress Karen, who despite her training and experience, was rather unnerved by what was now happening to them this evening.>>


<< Karen GLARED at Andrew as he condescended Cass, who looked visibly offended.>>

Andrew, if this is your idea of HUMOUR or charm, it leaves MUCH to be desired! This is an EMERGENCY. Not night out at the PUB with your FELLOW drunken reprobates.

<< she said in that sharp tone Mina had heard a day earlier when she first encountered the doctor. Karen waves her hand for SILENCE when he begins to return and immediately looks at Cass.>>

Cass, do you have another television or radio that we might listen to any reports detailing what's happening outside and around the city? We can take that with us into the back. Ill gather some more bottles of water.

at THAT moment...

Mike walked into the room, weapon aimed down but ready at a moment's notice. Karen would notice the hitch in his step, indicating an injury he was hiding.

"Dr. Victoria, we meet again. I can tell you now, you will...definitely need to leave this place. Just give me...a a second to rest."

It is now obvious to them all that he had an injury of some sort.

<< Karen gasped as she turned. It was the young police officer she and Mina had encountered over a half hour ago. Here he was. ALIVE but visibly HURT.>>

Officer...we meet again!

<< She sees the way he walks, holds his side, the blood.>>

Heavens....you're wounded!

Were you...were you BITTEN? or....

<< Karen drew close, her hand raised a bit but she was hesitant. Understandibly so. Her instincts as a doctor were tempered by the fear of what she'd seen her driver go through when he was attacked by a zombie.>>

 

[Titan]

Andrew, if this is your idea of HUMOUR or charm, it leaves MUCH to be desired! This is an EMERGENCY. Not night out at the PUB with your FELLOW drunken reprobates.

“Well we are, in truth, in a pub.”

He smiled broadly as she shushed him, moving to sit down on a nearby barstool. He picked up a glass of beer from the bar and held it aloft in a salute.

“Dr. Victoria” was off talking about holing up in that back room again. He still didn’t like that idea at all.

“Doesn’t anyone else see the insanity [points his index finger at his forehead] of putting ourselves in a small room with only one door and no windows? What if more of those nutters come? We’ll be trapped in there.”

Andrew tensed as a policeman staggered into the bar, wounded.

Heavens....you're wounded! Were you...were you BITTEN? or....

Andrew fingers the handle of the knife in his pocket. He knows the implications of what Karen is saying. If this man is one of them…it needs to be taken care of.

 

[Ruby]

Cass, do you have another television or radio that we might listen to any reports detailing what's happening outside and around the city? We can take that with us into the back. Ill gather some more bottles of water.

"There certainly is."

:: Choosing to ignore Andrew regardless of what he says from now on, Cass set about looking for the radio. She took three steps when she heard Dr. Victoria's voice. ::

Officer...we meet again!

<< She sees the way he walks, holds his side, the blood.>>

Heavens....you're wounded!

Were you...were you BITTEN? or....

:: Cass made a mental note to find the first aid kit...and possibly some towels. Maybe even a bottle of alcohol from the back to disinfect the person's wound? She knew even before the group did, that he was not one of them. But just to be sure she was going to bring out a baseball bat that was kept in the very back. She quickly hurried away. ::

 

[Arsenal]

Heavens....you're wounded!

Were you...were you BITTEN? or....

Andrew fingers the handle of the knife in his pocket. He knows the implications of what Karen is saying. If this man is one of them…it needs to be taken care of.

NO. Not bitten, so tell your young friend here to take his hand out of his pocket before we see if he can throw his knife faster than I can shoot my gun. I just had to dispatch my entire squad, so I have already had plenty of practice today.

For a second the tension was palpable. Mike was not fucking around. He walked over to Karen, gun already trained on the young man until he took his hand out of his pocket. He lifted his shirt with the other hand and relaxed as Karen gently inspected the wound.

It is a through and through. No organ damage that I can tell but dirty and oozing blood pretty good. I guess the young lady went for the first aid kit here.

 

[Shadow Weaver]

J's Bar

<< Karen hadnt even noticed Andrew was drawing a weapon. But it was an understandable precaution. She HERSELF was afraid she might have to...deal with the young officer the way she had her driver and that other man not too long ago.>>

<< the officer was apparently aware of that possibility as well...>>

"NO. Not bitten, so tell your young friend here to take his hand out of his pocket before we see if he can throw his knife faster than I can shoot my gun. I just had to dispatch my entire squad, so I have already had plenty of practice today."

For a second the tension was palpable. Mike was not fucking around.

<< Karen was taken aback by Michael's response. But at that moment, the counselor and therapist kicked in.>>

<< she looked over her shoulder at Andrew then back to Michael.>>

Ok. Alright. The enemy is out THERE...not in here. This is indeed a terrifying situation but all of us are here together at this moment and we can increase our chances of suriving if we don't THREATEN each other with needless agression or worse.

Andrew, he has not been bitten, so you can relax.

And you...<< she looks at Michael, not yet knowing his name.>> I'm terribly sorry for your losses this evening. A dear friend of mine is a retired police officer from the NYPD. I can't imagine the horror that you all have been facing...trying to protect those you can out there during this...nightmare.

But you won't have to shoot anyone in this place. We're here for the same reason as you are now. Refuge and respite.

You aided Mina and myself earlier, allow me to aid you now...

He lifted his shirt with the other hand and relaxed as Karen gently inspected the wound.

"It is a through and through. No organ damage that I can tell but dirty and oozing blood pretty good. I guess the young lady went for the first aid kit here. "

<< Karen responded as she tapped Michael's hand to keep him from touching his wound again.>>

Her name is Cass. She was a barista here. Andrew, the tall young man with a mouth like a garbage dump, was a customer here. They managed to escape the break out of whatever's causing these zombies and have been hiding here. Mina and myself made it here after we last saw you. A ...young woman...fell from a building and landed on our car, causing me to crash and wreck and now we're here as well.

You obviously know my name...what is yours?

<< Cass returns with towels, bottled water, a first aid kit and a radio>>

Perhaps we should continue this discussion further hidden.

<< Regarding Andrew's continued objection to hiding in the supply room...>>

As i said earlier, I'm sorceress. I'm going to cast a warding spell that will bar any physical intrusion from outsiders...zombie or not. As cruel as this may sound...I think it'd be best if we kept our occupancy at 5 now.

Then I can tend to Michael's injury.

 

[Arsenal]

Her name is Cass. She was a barista here. Andrew, the tall young man with a mouth like a garbage dump, was a customer here. They managed to escape the break out of whatever's causing these zombies and have been hiding here. Mina and myself made it here after we last saw you. A ...young woman...fell from a building and landed on our car, causing me to crash and wreck and now we're here as well.

You obviously know my name...what is yours?

My name is Michael Armstrong. I overheard you say your name when I entered. And had I been bitten I would have offed myself before going through what you did to that driver or risking infecting ANYONE.

Mike indicated that he saw her hellfire the pair of zombies as he arrived the first encounter. He reached for his wound again when she tapped his hand. He liked her spunk.

<< Cass returns with towels, bottled water, a first aid kit and a radio>>

Perhaps we should continue this discussion further hidden.

<< Regarding Andrew's continued objection to hiding in the supply room...>>

As i said earlier, I'm sorceress. I'm going to cast a warding spell that will bar any physical intrusion from outsiders...zombie or not. As cruel as this may sound...I think it'd be best if we kept our occupancy at 5 now.

Then I can tend to Michael's injury.

Not cruel at all doc. Everything out there is dead in this area. Mothers infected children, partners infected each other...my entire squad is gone. ALL of them. at one point I was just killing everything in sight. Can you imagine shooting an 8-or-9-year-old girl for ANY reason? But it was too late for her...she was infected.

Mike looked away and became very silent.

 

[Seer]

creatures crawl in search of blood

<< A ghostly black and white freeze frame of the five individuals now taking refuge in J's bar.>>

<<FLASH>>

<< Back outside...>>
<< a FLASH of golden light on the door of the bar indicates the activation of a warding spell, cast by Karen Victoria. That and Michael's reference to what she did to the zombies she encountered earlier were proof that Andrew's assumptions about her were more than slightly off.>>

<< Still, as Karen sealed the Bar from physical intrusion, there was something wrong.>>

<< FLASH>>

<< Moments earlier, Michael entering the bar...hurting. But look closely..>>

<< zooming in to his side where he is wounded and then to the ground...just as his boots move past. There's a few drops of blood.>>

<< FLASH>>

<< the present moment.>>

<< Even as Karen's spell ignites...a zombie lumbering by, saw Michael and turned, adjusting its course, making its way toward him and the blood...blood of a living human being was all it needed to know there was prey near by.>>

<< the zombie eventually reache's the door...but the warding spell activates. a golden flash of a symbol on the door heralds the sudden BLAST of dark magick that repells the zombie.>>

<< it falls, rolling back but is not killed. eventually it sits off... groaning and stiffly rising back up. Once again making its way toward the bar. Soon, two more zombies from the alley nearby begin to make their way toward the bar as well...>>

<< Where there was one zombie...there would soon be more.>>

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<< Back inside, the group had moved out of the main area and into the supply room. The door was shut, barracaded and Karen cast a spell over it as well. For the time being, they were well hidden and secure, unaware of the threat now looming right outside the bar's front door.>>

<< Cass got the radio working and they listened to reports. Curiously, The phenomena had not spread OUTSIDE of the downtown area but surrounding suburbs were already doing what they could to block off access to their areas from the city. reports of safe stations were being broadcast as well. Other reports of a disaster at the PARTHENON hotel were coming over as well, but details as to what exactly was going on were sketchy, due in large part to BRENDA CASTLE using her psi powers to scramble the eye witness perceptions from as many people as she could. The broadcast advised that those who were safely indoors should remain hidden and quiet. More safe station locations would be broadcast soon.>>

<< Cass sat near Mina, asking the woman if she needed anything, while Andrew was sitting across from them against the wall, snarking away.>>

<< Karen sat in front of Mike who was seated on a bar stool. As she first cleaned his wound, He shared his heartbreaking experience out in the danger zone of having to put down people...including CHILDREN who had become zombies. Karen couldnt help but feel much sympathy for him, as she thought about the loss of her own daughter and feared for the safety of her surrogate daughter.>>

 

[Titan]

Not bitten, so tell your young friend here to take his hand out of his pocket before we see if he can throw his knife faster than I can shoot my gun.

The man’s tone was serious. Andrew’s tone was mocking.

“Oooh, big bad copper. Let’s have a go, shall we?”

Andrew laughed, amusement in his eyes. He turned to Karen, who was giving him a hard look, and put his hands together in a prayer position and gave her puppy dog sorry eyes.

“I’ll be good, mum, I promise.”

Karen went on to explain the situation. When she got to him:

Andrew, the tall young man with a mouth like a garbage dump,

he blew her an air kiss.

She seemed determined to shut them all up in a tiny box. He thought about leaving right then and there. This Mike was here now and could take care of the women. But no, Mike was injured, and was lucky to have made it here at all. So he followed the others to the room.

As Mina started to find her way with her cane, he watched her, startled.

“Wait – you’re blind?”

Mina: “As a bat, Sherlock.”

Inside, Andrew helped Karen and Cass barricade the door, and then Karen actually did cast some sort of spell. He guessed it worked but they wouldn't really know until it was too late, would they?

Karen went to work on Mike's wound, and he began to tell his humble brag about having to kill so many people.

at one point I was just killing everything in sight. Can you imagine shooting an 8-or-9-year-old girl for ANY reason? But it was too late for her...she was infected.

Andrew rolled his eyes, and under his breath:

“Big man.”

Andrew looked around at the people seated around the room. He picked up something from a basket on one of the shelves next to him and held up the packet.

"Would anyone like a peanut?"

 

[Shadow Weaver]

J's bar- supply room

This will sting.

<< Karen warns as she begins to clean the wounded area on Michael.>>

"Not cruel at all doc. Everything out there is dead in this area. Mothers infected children, partners infected each other...my entire squad is gone. ALL of them. at one point I was just killing everything in sight. Can you imagine shooting an 8-or-9-year-old girl for ANY reason? But it was too late for her...she was infected."

Mike looked away and became very silent.

<< Karen grimaced a bit as Mike spoke about having to shoot down a child. But it was clear these creatures...these zombies were beyond any possible.>>

Faced with impossible circumstances...you've done the best you could. Better to shoot a zombie than an innocent...unarmed human being....

<< Karen said as she continued to clean and prep Mike's wounded area.>>

Andrew looked around at the people seated around the room. He picked up something from a basket on one of the shelves next to him and held up the packet.

"Would anybody like a peanut?"

<< Karen's opal blue eyes shifted toward Andrew for a moment. She wondered if he had attention deficit disorder. >>

<< She turned back to Michael....>>

Luckily for you, the wound WAS through and through.

I hope you'll forgive me for being rather liberal if not agressive with cleaning the area...but I had to be sure.

Now...

<< She stands up>>

I can cast a healing spell to restore you. Hold still. This won't hurt.

<< extending her hand toward Michael's wound, she begins to move it in a circular motion as sparkling golden orbs form and trail behind her moving hand.>>

<< she utters the incantation in an ancient dialect that only Mina would recognize>>

vulnerem constringere!

<< a soft chime sounds off as the trail of golden orbs flows toward Michael's torso and circles around. His wounded area glows...brighter still. The pain is washed away and replaced with a cooling, soothing feeling as the wound closes up and all damage- both internal and external is reversed before everyone's eyes.>>

<< The spell runs its course and Karen lowers her hand.>>

My spell has reserved the damage and closed your wound. You'll need this time we have right now to rest, so don't get up just yet.

<< she looks around the room, resting her eyes on Mina>>

Is anyone else in need of healing?

<< she knew she'd soundly shut Andrew's dismissal of her being a sorceress down. But she was beyond the need to vocalize that. He was young, foolish...like most of the youth today...but fate thrust them together for the time being and so, her ability to tolerate him would HAVE to endure.>>

I wonder if my magick could REVERSE the process on a zombie and return them to their previous state??

<< An interesting question.>>

<< It has been established in MAINSTREAM that not even magick can reverse the effects of the T virus.>>

 

[Ruby]

J's Bar - Supply Room

:: Cass sat down beside Mina. She wanted to make sure Mina was okay. It was a terrifying night, and it must've been more so for Mina as she needed to rely on Karen to get around. Still, Cass felt that Mina was lucky in a way: she couldn't see how terrifying the zombies looked. ::

*warmly*: "Hey, Mina. Would you like me to get you anything to eat or drink?"

:: Cass felt a bit better, for everyone else's sake, after Karen did her spell. At least she knew that they would be safe and protected here. She didn't want anything to happen to them. Cass was very particular that way, always making sure everybody was okay. That's what made her unusual from her kind. Whereas most VAMPIRES were brutal and would kill first and ask questions later, Cass had learned to hone her abilities and instincts to make her a better fighter, a better predator. Another unusual aspect in Cass was that she could still FEEL remnants from her human life, and part of that was her consideration and compassion for others. She knew that other vampires, some of which were even in her own sect, thought of her as a BABY but they didn't know the true gift of that. Many people/beings/vampires from other sects tried to take advantage of that - and FAILED. She may LOOK fragile and innocent, but it was all part of her calculatingly deviousness. ::

 

[Mina Harker]

Mina followed the others into the supply room. She had to admit, trapped in a small space didn’t appeal to her much either, but there really was no alternative at this time. As she entered the door she rested her hand comfortingly on Mike’s arm for a moment – a wordless thanks for his assistance earlier - before seating herself in a chair on one wall of the room. Now they played the waiting game.

The young girl bartender seated herself near her and addressed her brightly.

"Hey, Mina. Would you like me to get you anything to eat or drink?"

She surmised that the lavish wonders of the supply room did not contain that which she needed. Mina sighed.

“Hot water and tea would be lovely…but no, thank you, I’m fine.”

She inclined her head.

“Officer Armstrong…what do the police know about what is causing this…situation?”