//Voice Post//
Dec. 1st, 2007 04:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
teetheyes[There's noise, the sound of low rumbling and erratic groaning followed by slick feet on damp tiles. Static.]
Foster. Get your ass down here now.
[Hard breathing and a wet splatter.]
Station 6, mens room--FUCK! Don't make me kill you--
[End]
Foster. Get your ass down here now.
[Hard breathing and a wet splatter.]
Station 6, mens room--FUCK! Don't make me kill you--
[End]
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//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 01:33 am (UTC)Where is he?
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 01:38 am (UTC)[There's growling and thrashing in the farthest stall, coupled with the rattle of chains. There's blood on the floor too, but with three individuals it's hard to tell whose it is. Speaking of a contamination scene...]
Foster.
[Without warning the nightmare stabs a needle and quickly depresses the immunization sample into Tony's shoulder. He's missing his littlest finger himself.]
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 01:40 am (UTC)[stiffens and jerks away, holding his shoulder]
What the fucking fuck, man.
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 01:43 am (UTC)If this happens to you, asshole.
[Yes, Cori has the finger in his pocket.]
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 01:47 am (UTC)[But he looks disturbed at Cori's missing pinky.]
I have my own in the pack, anyway.
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 01:51 am (UTC)[Blood, mm... Brains. Fortunately Lee hasn't entered the rotting phase yet.]
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 01:54 am (UTC)[He slings his pack over his shoulder, then presses his fingertips against the door and makes a twisting motion. When it opens he heads straight for Lee's stall.]
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 02:01 am (UTC)determined to kill them both if absolutely necessary due to infectionout of consideration though it's rather hard to tell.]Shit...
[The wound itches, not a good sign. Lee however is a worse sign, ravenous but not yet putrid!]
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 02:06 am (UTC)but not rotting, not rotting thank god. He reaches out a hand but pulls it back quickly when his infected lover gnashes his teeth at him]Lee...
He's still alive. The antidote should work.
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 05:16 am (UTC)[He glares at Lee, teeth clearly emoting anger at the infected man.]
[ooc: Sorry about that, hazardous day at work.]
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 05:21 am (UTC)[approaches carefully, syringe in hand, voice soothing]
Lee? It's Tony. If you can hear me, I'm going to make you feel better, okay?
[ooc: Working on a Saturday? That sucks. D:]
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 05:26 am (UTC)[ooc: Yeah, 10 hours man.]
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 05:34 am (UTC)That's it. Just stay still for me love, okay? Just. Stay. Still.
[He lunges forward on the last syllable, aiming the syringe for Lee's upper arm, the other hand reaching to restrain Lee's other hand. A mouth comes down on his collarbone, biting hard. He swears and pushes the needle in quickly.]
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 05:41 am (UTC)[His eyeteeth hiss, but he doesn't attempt to disengage the bite. Instead he flips his balisong out one-handedly and waits as the vaccine enters Lee's bloodstream.]
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 05:48 am (UTC)I...I think it worked.
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 05:54 am (UTC)His pupils are fine.
[Then he looks at Tony's wound, and quickly takes a swipe of the magician's blood on the flat of his blade to taste it himself.]
What do you know, it worked.
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 05:57 am (UTC)Help me get the chains off him. I'm taking him home.
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 06:01 am (UTC)[A faux suggestion to Tony based on the taste of his blood. Despite the look, he tucks the balisong between his fingers then he leans in to untangle the chain from around Lee's waist and leg.]
There.
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 06:04 am (UTC)[He hooks an arm around Lee's waist and hoists him up, struggling a little under the bigger man's weight.]
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 06:07 am (UTC)Magic. What is it good for?
[Seemingly unfazed by the wounds they've all gained, particularly the dismemberment of his finger, now that the ordeal is over.]
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 06:11 am (UTC)[Tony will heal both his and Lee's injuries once they're home. As for Cori's pinky problem...]
Can you regenerate that?
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 06:14 am (UTC)[Plainly, and he leaves it at that while already reaching for a cigarette. Then Cori smirks.]
Was it good for you?
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 06:18 am (UTC)You're still the most obnoxious person I know. But thanks. For finding him.
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 06:22 am (UTC)Fuck you too, Foster. Don't give him road rash.
[An upnod to the pair on the bike, even though Lee's comatose.]
//Apocalypse Nao//
Date: 2007-12-02 06:27 am (UTC)[A rev of the engine, and they're driving away, at a more reasonable speed than the one Tony pulled up with.]