[b]Liam-Motel-Katie/Scarlett/Tyler/George[/b] Liam focused on the gun... Practice....that's all. Practice...no wait, focus? they didn't have enough bullets to practice....so...focus. Though it was hard to focus when you had a gun in your hand. He couldn't help thinking that the gun was going explode and send his head flying into all the walls. Did he have to use a gun? He had a knife...he was quite good with a knife. That tended to happen when you use it everyday for the last year. To use a gun seemed to be a bit of a waste if Liam really thought about it. George was helpful enough....lot's of adjusting Liam's aim with pinching though. Why always the pinching? they could never tell you to adjust by itself...always had to pinch. Constant pinching....How they would like to pinched.....Pinch back from the pinches... "Is it okay if I take a break for a few minutes...Need to make sure I don't tire out and...umm...yeah" Liam left before George really had a option to say anything. Where was he going again? Liam didn't really care. Somewhere to crawl into a ball and cry. Something along the lines of that. Yeah...that would be it. Somewhere.....to be left alone. Like the Bathroom....No one is ever in the Bathroom. Who goes in the Bathroom. People who go in the Bathroom lock the door. When Liam almost clumsily entered the Bathroom and saw the scene. Admist the confusion, regret and general cringe that was sweeping his mind at the moment. the first real thought that Liam could think was "Why does no one lock the Bathroom" The first feeling he felt was shock...this was bad, he had "intruded upon them" then a split second of anger as to why they couldn't do this anywhere else. A spot where he wasn't going to cry. Then just general confusion, He thought there were angry at each other like five seconds ago. Do adults always do this? "Umm...." He stared for a few more moments of silence...his jaw hanging open. Letting the stench that useally came from a bathroom in the end of the world. The smell of the word "Unclean". He should say something...wait....no, he should walk out. Or he could just become a ghost and float away. Anything would really be better then this. But then something happened that hadn't happened in more then a year. A feeling that in most humans have been oppressed and locked in a cage with the key dropped in a drain. Beaten to death by sadness and anger. A feeling that Liam had honestly forgotten to properly feel for so long. Though he was certainly happy to have it back. Laughter. Laughter exploded within him, like a bomb went off. Many bombs, one giant bomb of bombs that were made of laughter. Laughter that brought tears to his eyes and made him weak at the knees. He didn't really find this funny, but yet...here he was. Rolling around on the ground laughing at Scarlett and Tyler. Hilarious. -------------------- [b]Rob- Baton Rouge- Scouts[/b] They were resting for the night...Tomorrow they would venture out and do something great. Soon indeed. They were hot on the tail. Soon they would find them and take Emma back. Well...Rescue. Danny entering in cause Rob to put his feet on the ground. Danny rushing in never meant a good thing. Especially since as soon as he started to speak a explosion rang in his ears. And the building jumped like a frightened cat. Causing Rob to wack his head off the wall. Though the wall did make sure that he certainly kept his balance for the next explosion. "Shit, Come on everyone!" --------------- [b]Kerry-Baton Rouge-The Pack/Jamie[/b] Kerry patted Jamie on the back, "Job well done" Kerry smiled as they finally started to round up the captured group. Which was most of them to be fair. Feisty little buggers, though a good wack on the head does great to ease that. They didn't have a chance to be honest, from the begginning to the end, it was over as soon as the bombs went off. Numbers and surprise. That what was Magnus told him....something along that. He was never good at remembering these things. Too many words that didn't make sense. He more liked the shooting things till they obey you part. "Right...Let's get back, and remember. Tremblay's got his eye on us!" Laughs were heard throughout as they started to pack the group into the vans. ----------------------------- [b]Magnus-Baton Rogue, Office Building-His soliders and the people he's gonna shit on[/b] Magnus was good at multi-tasking. If you asked any of his men who was the best at Multi-Tasking...they would say Magnus. Given, if they said anything else Magnus would probably drug them and use him as his subjects but never the-less. Given the chance that Kerry didn't fuck this thing up for once...which he really couldn't as Magnus had taken great care to make sure that everything was going to go straight by the way it was supposed to be. This, should be equally as easy. He was actually there....which helped. Given that he actually took less men with him. But he was there...and that counted for ten men if you thought about it. Plus, explosives help. Explosives always help.