[Center][h1][b][i][color=MediumSpringGreen]James[/color] & [color=aba400]Max[/color] & [color=E610B8]Echo[/color][/i][/b][/h1][/center][hr]
[center][b]Location[/b]: The Sewers
[b]Skills[/b]:[color=aba400]Magic[/color][color=E610B8]SoundnWaveManipulation[/color][/center]
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James' response died as Ben flicked out and the metal arch groaned ominously beneath the weight of the ceiling. Healing Veil already had him stretched thin, already purposely ignoring the faint tremble of overexertion in his legs as he pushed himself up, and the threat of further collapse made him feel nauseous. It took a few moments for his brain to recover from the flash of fight or flight mode and he sent Casper what he hoped was a reassuring smile. [color=mediumspringgreen] “You did great, sweetheart. Thank you.”[/color] He chose to focus on that for now rather than Veil’s question because he was struggling to put a thought together past the overwhelming need to [i]run[/i]. 

He cast a calculating eye over the rubble ahead of them. The original plan was out the window. Without Ben, they couldn’t reach the original areas James planned to use to ease the pressure of the trapped group. They would just have to do what they could to build a relatively sound opening further in before… No, James couldn't focus on the cracks in the ceiling or the creaking of the metal right now. They were counting on him to find a way out of this shit and he'd fuckong do that.

Max's smile didn't last long as he watched Ben flicker out of existence causing the metallic supports he had created moments ago to begin to groan and creak from the immense amount of pressure now placed on them. His hands twitched, as if about to cast a spell, wanting to reactively save the situation by creating support beams to help distribute the weight. But Max stopped himself, remembering that James told him not to be so reactive. He waited for James to finish his calculations and would help as needed.

[Color=mediumspringgreen]"Okay, so this is going to take a little more work but it's the best available option."[/color] James said after a deep breath in some vain attempt to calm himself. He could hear his heartbeat in his ears. [color=mediumspringgreen]"We're going to, um… Waves, Echo you guys are going to have to double down on this vibrations. We're about to make a lot. Max, I need little section of this area in front of me gone. Little by little, not the massive attempt you made earlier. Casper if you can get Ben back after you regain your breath, he can help move rubble. If not, don't worry about it."[/color] James explained. [color=mediumspringreen] "We can't avoid disrupting stuff at this point so Veil, you're going to need to put up a dome or an umbrella of some sort so the falling rubble slides around the space that opens up. The bigger the better but if they gotta crawl, they gotta crawl. Jack and Callie, be on stand by. You two are in charge of extraction. As soon as Veil confirms her shields are steady, you guys go in and get the injuries parties out."[/color] 


[Color=aba400]"You got it."[/color] Max had to hold himself back once more, having wanted to remove the rubble all at once like before until James specified that it had to be done over time. He began to glance over the fallen debris and it was as of his other self was with him now. Suddenly memories of expeditious retreats, and forgotten digs now rushed into his mind as he looked on with a more critical gaze and watched for the best way to remove the blockage. All signs pointed to his earlier thought, finding a way to combine the two.

Echo watched Waverly, seeing as the strain she was bearing was beginning to lift and shift to a manageable weight as they split the load between them. There was sweat forming in the creases of her forehead as she concentrated on what it is they were doing. Such conviction in her eyes that it sent a pang through Harrys heart, a reminder of two things. As he looked about watching how everyone was working together, in unison free of bickering or infighting, all for a common cause; he could see why his sister left. Why she chose this life and why it was so important to her.

This was something worth saving, worth keeping. The other reminder however came from a mournful place. There were two very strong women in his life, Veil, and his late fiancé. The conviction he saw in Waverlys eyes was much the same he saw in hers. The way she would get and the crinkle of her nose. Waverly’s purple hair almost seemed to blurr and meld in Harrys mind with her eyes. Showing the same colored hue she had. Those beautiful violet eyes. 

He closed his eyes, listening as Waverly took a breathe and he matched his with her. Pressing forth and offering enough strength for he and Fae combined. His powers held, and the vibrations stayed as they were, just enough to keep them stable without hitting zero. [Color=E610B8]"Ceilings kept stable. You're clear to start excavating."[/color]

[Color=aba400]"Actually...I may have a better way, something...a thought or memory gnawing at the back of my mind from another life. I'm gonna just…"[/color] His voice was distant, almost as if he was speaking only to himself, thinking aloud as his hands stretched out before him and his magic instinctually flowed out from him. It was as if he was back in that world, that reality, where words needn't be spoken and it all felt so much more innate. The cosmic tendrils seeped into the rubble before them, changing their color to match his magic and then having them slowly change as they flowed up and made braces for the arches made before. 

As the structures became more reinforced, the groaning began to stop. The pathway before them now cleared for Jack and Callie or whoever, to go on through. Sapphire and the rest were now freed from the cave-in, the snow show visible to all with Havok comforting them and Andy on the phone. [Color=aba400]"There's a portal back to the MU behind me, go, fast."[/color]