[sub][h3][center]Archie[/center][/h3][/sub][hr]
[i]"I can get them to the infirmary instantly. It'll be way faster then anything that needs to be sent out here." 

“How many people can you teleport with you? Eli should go to help the doctors figure out where and how much brain damage there is, and someone needs to keep applying pressure on the wound,"

"Is there anything obvious that I can do to help?"[/i]

Amidst the chaos of the situation, Archie found himself thrown for a momentary loop. Again. Despite everything that had been occurring around him for the past several months he was still unused to the the idea that the people around him were [i]parahumans[/i] who could crap thunder, shit lightning, create fire from nothing, and apparently [i]teleport[/i]. His whole life he had been told that they were these beady eyed malevolent beings, yet here he was- going on a date with one and well, being one himself. It was surreal.

They weren't creatures of horror. They were people. People with the capacity to do a lot more things than most but at the end of the day there were still people who walked and talked and for the most part acted like any other normal person. They all seemed a bit more jaded and beaten than the average joe- but that was perhaps because of misconceptions that the populace had about them. Misconceptions like he himself had at one point. Parahumans were quite literally surrounding this man in an effort to help him in some way. He felt Eli sag against him, and her sudden weight surprising him when she fell against his chest. She smelt like sweat, some of her hair was wet and stuck to her skin. She was hot- like she had managed to run a fever in the span of a few minutes since he had last seen her. She was pale, and she was semi-conscious at best. Whatever she had doing had left her completely spent, and she didn't have anything left. She didn't look good at all. He didn't know what she had been doing exactly, but he was smart enough to know it had to do with her power. He couldn't place it, but he could remember the sounds of death. Images and colors the he couldn't even see in [i]this state[/i]. The restaurant [i]exploding[/i]. The smell of burnt flesh and ash. A parahuman's last display of power.

Archie, wordlessly pulled Eli against his chest, his right arm coming up under her shoulders and cradling her head in the crook of his shoulder. He slipped his other arm under her knees, and he heaved. Archie lifted Eli up with him as he stood and turned his head to Nicholas to answer his question. "Help them. Find someone with a badge and bring them here." he barked, looking from him to Lynn in case she protested again, and then back to Nicholas again. He cast a look up to Natalie, who stood at the top of the dead fall. "Hospital, meet me there." he said, facing her but loud enough for the whole group. Amelia would be busy teleporting herself and Radvi and anyone else that was going. He took off, running along the bottom of the dead fall as quickly as he could without jostling Eli as much as he could. As the drop off became more and more shallow, he stepped up to the bank.

The run through the forest was quiet, because all he could hear was his heart pounding in his chest. It [i]should[/i] have been harder to carry her than it was. But the further he ran, the easier it became. That feeling he had in the Chinese restaurant- like he had been plugged into a power plant and could do [i]anything[/i] was rising up in his chest again. It felt [i]good][/i]. He didn't even realize he was on the street until he bowled straight through two people who had been too slow to evade his unyielding legs- like engines against the pavement. The hospital was in sight now. He couldn't see this well in the dark. Not normally. He breathed, trying to steady his heart rate without slowing his legs. He could let it out in power training. Not now. Not when Eli needed him.