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[quote]"Hmph," Morgana turned her head towards Shane as she flipped him off, "We're just here to recover some stolen property! So do us a favor and [b][i]fuck off![/i][/b]" Morgana whistled to get the Dog's attention as she pointed in a direction and shouted,[/quote]

Shane almost laughed. He was hardly verbose but the way these attackers spoke and behaved it would be easy to see them more as petulant teenagers rather than dangerous cultists. Which, come to think of it, was most likely the case.

He watched as the Hellhound, the one thats brains he'd scrambled, limped away when its master recalled the dogs back. If it weren't a giant slobbering beast that seconds ago had tried to eat him, Shane might have found himself feeling a bit sorry about putting a dent in its skull. As it stood though, this day was testing him as it was, and he was fresh out of sympathy. The short yappy one with the red hair yelled another command and off the only untouched Hellhound went, dragging along the kid across the broken up flooring.

[quote]"... [i]MORGANA WHAT THE [b]FUCK[/b] ARE YOU DOING?![/i]" [/quote]

[i][colour=SteelBlue]'Well... Learned something at least.'[/colour][/i] Shane thought, memorising the yappy one- [i]Morgana's[/i] name. He looked on in quiet frustration as the kid got dragged into the darkness of the hallway and Morgana saw fit to erect a giant wall of fire before leaving. Shane walked up to it with his brow furrowed, he let the blue light of Guardian Angel engulf him before cautiously putting forth his left hand to the wall. Immediately recoiling back in pain and shaking his hand off.

[i][colour=SteelBlue]'Doesn't work on fire. Learned something else.'[/colour][/i] He thought, grimacing as his hand already began to turn a light shade of pink on his pale skin. Between this and being thrown into a wall, he was taking quite a beating for an implacable man. He watched that "expert" kid jump right through the flames unharmed and narrowed his eyes.

Things happened around Shane for a moment as he stood, seething silently to himself at letting those shitheads get away again. Yet another sibling entered the fray, Aileen, Ezra pointedly explained to Raymond that tearing up the house was not particularly in anyone's best interests. Raymond, for his part, didn't seem terribly bothered as he put his stones back and darted through the flames to give chase. Alexander and Ezra discussed if what Morgana said was true, Ezra didn't seem to place much stock in it but Shane wasn't so sure. He damn sure wasn't going to let them run roughshod on the Estate any longer but it wasn't too difficult for Shane to see his father gallivanting... Well, everywhere magic seems to permit, in pursuit of "knowledge" or some such justification. Shane hadn't poured through them like Oscar but Father's journals were awfully detailed if he only got to look at half the things he wrote about.

Speaking of Oscar, he'd finally caught up with the rest of his family and put the flames out, turning Shane's clothing from dripping wet to slightly damp in the process. Shane took off his suit jacket and dropped it on the floor for freer movement, not like it costed much anyway. Tuyen and Ezra spoke to one another, making plans to head to the Gallery. Good enough place to lockdown, but they failed to also take into account that Morgana and her followers were kind of idiots. Since they seemed to be winging it by this point, god only knows where the hell they all were in the Manor, might as well hunt him off while they tried to find their way.

Preparing to, ostensibly go Rambo on some punk kids, Shane wordlessly exited the dining room to see Justin fighting off the dogs and two girls. He charged forward to put the fleabags down for good but they'd already sprinted off to follow their master, one of the girls was kind enough to leave behind another obstacle though. While they sure hadn't planned any of this they damn well knew how to be annoying little pissants. 

Shane watched as Justin threw his flames at the vine, burning them through and creating an opening. Even still he could hear the group cackling as they fled deeper into the Manor much to Shane's continued chagrin. He looked on expressionlessly as Justin continued to throw his flames against the wall, taking note of what they were capable of and how much he was going to enjoy making them wish they had dental insurance. But, not much his abstraction could do to get through a bunch of weeds... As far as Shane was aware currently anyway.

[colour=SteelBlue]"Happen to see which direction they ran in?"[/colour] Shane asked Justin, still staring ahead through the growing hole Justin was carving. Normally he wouldn't even bother asking at all, preferring to quietly find out for himself. But, the preceding events had eroded through Shane's patience and his typically withdrawn manner. He was still as pissed as ever though.