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Tom looked over at Grace, clearly very impressed, as she wrote down the equations and whatnot to get the portal working properly. He was even more impressed when a successful purple portal appeared above them. Then he became a little anxious as Grace peeked her head up through it - what if the worst occured and someone happened to be walking along at the time - then they would be truly fucked. Or what if someone had heard Patty's loud swear and now a whole legion of mafiosos was running in their direction. He waited nervously as Grace pushed herself up further into the portal, appearing to strain for a moment before a pair of girls clumsily fell through the portal, which vanished pretty much as soon as they had fallen in onto the dusty floor.

Tom grinned widely as he saw Patricia in front of him, looking a little shaken up but nonetheless safe. He resisted the urge to give her a hug as she crawled off of Grace - they definitely weren't out of the woods yet, celebratory hugs could wait for later. Now that there was three of them, they stood a much better chance. Tom's mind raced before he even spoke - first they could go and get Angie, then they could get Patty to use her powers on some mobster to tell them where Brie and Will were, then they would go and [i]get[/i] Brie and Will and bring them back up to the attic, hiding out until Division X busted the whole scene up and this whole crazy shit was finally over. [color=SteelBlue]"Thank fuck you're okay, Patty."[/color] Tom said, still smiling. 

But his smile soon faltered as Patty began to speak. The first bit of awful shit was that Brie and Will were seemingly about to get tortured and then killed by some horrible villain organisation. Well, that just made their mission even more urgent, the busting out had to commence soon! But Patty's second bit of good news wiped any tiny bit of positive expression that may have been left on his face. He looked down at the bloody machete, scratching the back of his neck. [color=SteelBlue]"Well, I had a plan... but you not having powers anymore kind of ruins it... Not that it's your fault! Let's just head back in the direction where we came from, see if anything's changed with Angie's situation."[/color] Tom tried to keep the disappointment out of his voice as he led the girls back in the direction they had come from - he didn't want to make Patty more upset, she was probably already feeling like shit as is. 

After a couple of minutes they reached the space where Tom and Grace had first entered the crawlspace. He was about to say something when he heard the sound of doors opening down below. He quickly got on his knees and peeked through the hole to see a struggling girl with striking black hair being dragged along by a man, flanked by two other guys. [color=SteelBlue]"Shit! Angie's been caught!"[/color] Tom hissed, standing straight up. [color=SteelBlue]"Patty, you stab one of the goons, Grace, crush someone with an incomplete portal or whatever, and I'll take the dude dragging her!"[/color] Tom didn't wait for a response before he stepped forward and kicked the hatch firmly. Far too firmly it turned out, as the flimsy hinges snapped straight off the and hatch went plunging down into the hallway below. That didn't stop him though, as he quickly grabbed Patty and Grace's hands and floated them down into the hall. 

The first thing he noticed was that the falling hatch had squarely hit one of the goons on the head, taking him out of action - looks like there was just one goon for Patty and Grace to deal with. The attractive mafioso looked shocked, and Tom immediately noticed he had Angie held in a very dangerous position - he couldn't just blast forward or he might break Angie's arm. So he did something else. He turned off gravity so Angie and Tommy floated upwards. He watched as Tommy let go and starting flailing about, cursing. Then Tom leapt at him, grabbing his chest and pushing him into the wall. However, Tom was too full of adrenaline to concentrate properly, so Tommy managed to land a blow on his nose. Tom yelled and floated up then back, dropping Tommy down around 3 metres. Tom didn't hear if there was a break or a yell or not, as he was pulling a painting off the wall, floating down and slamming it over Tommy's head, before socking him hard in the jaw. That should do it. Tom quickly stepped back, satisified that Tommy was out for the time being. He looked up, the adrenaline wearing off slightly, and he realised that the attic route was now not an option, as anyone who came out of the main hall would surely see the hatch on the ground. 

Tom turned to the others to see what they had done, nose bleeding a fair amount, already saying [color=SteelBlue]"Shit... Come on, we need to run, they'll have absolutely heard all that."[/color]

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