[h1][b][i][color=MediumSpringGreen][center]James Kingston[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Location[/b][/color]: Hellfire Manor
[color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Omega Level Healing[/center]

Resurrection was on the table again it seemed. The first time the subject had been broached, James wasn’t present for the actual conversation but Max told him about the offer he made Waverly. It seemed like so long ago now. James rubbed his chin thoughtfully as he considered it. [color=mediumspringgreen] “Max has some plans for this sort of thing already. He offered to bring back Waverly’s mom just before he left the Hellfire Club for us.”[/color] James admitted hesitantly. He wanted her to have this chance but the consequences of it were… above his pay grade and maybe it would help Casper after all this tragedy to feel like he has a little bit of control over things again.  [color=mediumspringgreen]“My ability only enhances what the body can already do naturally but if they can restart your vitals, of course I’m more than happy to help get you back on your feet, Kris. In the meantime, we need to find something to carry people out on. Max is on his last legs and Andy really shouldn’t be moving around after being impaled plus Kris’ body and whatever else we’re going to find down here.”[/color] 

James whipped around at the sound of the gun at the end of the hall. Andy and Polaris didn’t seem to be freaking out so whatever happened must have been fine. Still, he broke into a light jog as he headed their way, poking his head into the open doorway. The sight was grim, blood and injuries everywhere he looked as he gave them a quick glance. Reeva seemed to be stable and cognizant so he focused on the Three-in-One first. He knelt next to Esme, the worst of her wounds sealing shut as he felt the weak pulse of her heart. He checked the other two despite the obvious signs and let out a sigh as he stood. His heart hurt for Esme, always in connection with her sisters and now having to wake alone. He only hoped that she had others she was close enough with to find solace in their presence. 

[color=mediumspringgreen] “Your turn now, Reeva. Let’s get you patched up. These Vault guys are vicious.”[/color] James talked as he approached her, a little wary of the gun and how badly her nerves were probably frayed. He laid his hands on her shoulder, sinking into the familiar sensation of syncing hearts and knitting flesh. It was comforting after all the death and devastation to feel someone alive and well so closely.