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[color=Goldenrod]"Oh, Rumi! You came, great! Don't worry about me, I'm [i]fine[/i],"[/color] said Jamie upon Rumi's entrance. She waved off his worry, laughing a little. [color=Goldenrod]"Come on, Brie, let's get out of here- oh, it is?"[/color] She wiped at her nose with her hand. It came away streaked in deep scarlet- blood. A familiar sight. Jamie had not realized that blood was spurting out of her nose, but seemed to brush it off. She shrugged. [color=Goldenrod]"Oh. Well, not much of a big deal. Of course, I'm fine. You're the one who just got kidnapped, silly! I should be asking if [i]you're[/i] okay. Are you guys okay?"[/color]

[color=Goldenrod]"Oh yeah, totally. You're smart, Rumi, I'll come with!"[/color] Jamie followed Rumi out the door behind Brie and Will, keeping up the rear of the group. She swayed a little as she walked, feeling a bit suddenly dizzy. But she righted herself in the end. She glanced at Brie and Will, worry shading her partially bloody face. They mostly looked okay, thankfully- but there was so much more going on here. There was a niggling feeling in the back of her mind that told her that something was not right. 

Jamie went after Brie when she split off from the group, peeking over her shoulder to see Zee and... who was that? She wanted to say that it was something with a 'D'. Darren? Dominic? She approached with Brie, waving and smiling, but stopped smiling when she saw Zee's face. His eyes were red, and there were... clothes, strewn all about the room. Was he okay? He looked so sad. 

[color=Goldenrod]"Hey, you guys!"[/color] Jamie greeted them cheerily, kneeling down next to Brie and Zee. [color=Goldenrod]"I think we're all okay. Just have to go save everyone else. Are [i]you[/i] okay, Zee? You look sad. You know, whatever happened..."[/color] She glanced around at the clothes, taking a pretty good guess, [color=Goldenrod]"it'll be alright."[/color]

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Patricia nodded weakly at Grace, running alongside her. Or half-running, actually- they weren't running as much as walking as fast as they could while dragging an injured person. She still didn't know what [i]uri gangaji[/i] meant (Google Translate hates romanized Korean), but now was so not the time to ask. [color=MediumOrchid]"Of course. Sorry, just worried. Let's go."[/color] She flashed a weak smile at Grace in return. She followed her gaze to the ceiling, eyes widening once she caught Grace's line of thinking. [color=MediumOrchid][i]FUCK-[/i][/color]

Vinnie crashed through the ceiling loudly and immediately grabbed Tom, Angelica (who had been being supported by him) falling back. Patricia, watching with dread and horror, caught her at the last moment, putting her arm around her shoulder. Watching Vinnie break out of the ceiling and grab Tom, she gulped. This could not end well. And no one was coming for them. At this rate... they were going to die here. In a mafia stronghold, with no one left the wiser.

When Tom screamed at them to run, she swiveled around (thank God she ditched those heels) and started dashing as fast she could down the hall. As fast as she could with a woman slung across her shoulder, that was- which was not too fast. Her heart was torn between going back to help Tom and getting away as quickly as possible. She was so... useless! Without her power, that was. Why hadn't she brought a gun? She would do that next time. If there was a next time.

Suddenly, heat filled the room. Grace stopped running and turned, so Patricia did too. What she saw shocked her. A certain red-haired guy. [i]Blake![/i] He had come! How had he known? She smiled, still holding up Angelica. If he knew they were here... well, everyone else had to know, too. Most of the gang never went anywhere without each other. They were going to be saved. Despite herself, a smile bloomed on her face as Blake blasted Vinnie with fire. That would definitely kill him. Right?

Patricia nodded along with Grace, staying silent. She was about to say something when-

That hadn't fucking killed him? Patricia's mouth dropped, stepping back with Angelica and Grace. He was... oh God. Blake was outmatched. Vinnie was squeezing his throat like a stress ball and then stepping on his ribs, crushing him. She glanced at Grace at her comment, looking down at her hand. [color=MediumOrchid][i]Of course.[/i][/color] Grace was out of power. Her heart hammered in her chest. And Tom was hurt. His power didn't have much of an effect on Vinnie. Which left only her. But... her power was gone! She couldn't do anything.

But, opening her mouth, Patricia found a spark of it still her. Small, tiny, not nearly at its full power, but... enough, maybe. If Vinnie's body wasn't weak, then maybe his mind would be. Against her better judgment, she stepped forward and sang loudly at Vinnie, putting the full force of what she had left in the song. This [i]had[/i] to work.

She put her hand palm out towards Vinnie and Blake, shuddering with fear. [color=MediumOrchid]"Vinnie, take your foot off of him and don't move. Stay there. Don't attack us. STAY,"[/color] commanded Patricia, with extreme force in her words. She couldn't tell him to sleep, but maybe she could get him to stop. 

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