Rabbit faltered. [i]Had[/i] anyone else been hurt? She’d only paid attention to herself and the wolf woman’s boys. She glanced around the lot at the others milling around the burning building. They didn’t seem hurt from here, but those were just the few she saw. 

“I’m fine,” she answered, pressing her hand against her side. Her throat felt dry, more than it had a moment before. “It doesn’t hurt that bad, really. I think you should check the others, I’ll just wait for the ambulance.” 

Rabbit scooted back from the vigilante, grabbing Erik’s shirt to drag him with her, further away from the flames. The blaring of the sirens had grown loud enough to hurt her ears, and a glance toward the street showed the first of the fire engines pulling up to the sidewalk. It was joined a few moments later by a sole ambulance, doing its best to get close to the scene without obstructing firefighters or putting any injured in danger of the fire spreading. No police, though, which was a little odd; they were always slow, but to fail to appear entirely? Either they were more corrupt and incompetent than Rabbit had assumed, or something else had drawn their attention elsewhere. 

The arrival of emergency response vehicles had nonetheless provided enough of a distraction that for a moment there were no more eyes on her, and Rabbit took advantage of the opportunity as medical responders carried Erik and Mateo away on stretchers to cast one last glance around the lot before vanishing with a [i]thp.[/i] She reappeared in an alleyway across the street, out of sight of the growing line of trucks. She used the wall of the alley to pull herself up, testing her injured leg for a brief moment before vanishing again. A series of jumps took her several blocks away, enough for the energy to sing sweet arias in her veins. Usually she would spend the whole night chasing that song, but the dull pain in her side and growing lightheadedness told her that wasn’t on the agenda tonight. 

Rabbit let herself sink down onto the roof she’d found herself on, taking air in shallow breaths. She closed her eyes, letting her head rest against the hard stonework as she concentrated on the holes in her side and in her leg, feeling the electricity pulse and change its tune in response to her will, gathering around her wounds with sharp tingles. She gasped at the feeling of being stabbed in reverse, the bullet in her leg inching its way back out as her wounds worked to mend themselves. 

Several moments passed in silence with gritted teeth, until finally the pain faded into a fuzzy numbness. Rabbit’s clothes clung unpleasantly to her skin, wet and sticky with her own blood, but a cursory prodding with her fingers told her the wounds were gone, with no sign to show they’d ever been there beyond the pale whiteness of new skin. 

Her eyes fluttered open as she sat up, taking in her surroundings briefly before standing with a faint grunt of fatigue. She saw distant smoke in two directions, one of which being the building she’d come from. The other… was that what had distracted the cops tonight? Probably. Rabbit considered for a moment, wondering if it was worth being nosy, then sighed and clicked her tongue before vanishing with a [i]thp.[/i]
[hr]

The scene around the building wasn’t as crowded as Rabbit had expected - how long had it been since she vanished from the parking lot, twenty minutes? Thirty? She would’ve expected the road to be crowded with trucks by now, but the former realtor’s office appeared to have warranted a trio of fire engines, which she guessed was a pretty normal amount, but… She tried to do math in her head. Assuming the initial ambulance had already carted Erik and Mateo back to the nearest hospital, then there were… Two? Two total ambulances that had responded to this call. What the hell? Were they also busy? What the hell had happened at that other fire she saw?

She flagged down a passing EMT, who stopped in his tracks as soon as he registered what he was looking at.

“Excuse me, I’m trying to find-”

“Oh my god, are you okay?! Quickly, get over to the ambulance, we need to-”

“Oh, this isn’t my blood,” Bouncer interrupted, waving his concern away with her hand. She had torn a strip off the bottom of her shirt to tie around her face as a mask, and the blood soaking part of it kept sticking to her mouth when she spoke. Unpleasant. “I’m trying to find another vigi- hero. Wears a white fox mask? She still around, or…”

Bouncer glanced around, trying to spot the woman in question. She had most likely moved on by now, but Bouncer still wanted to be sure. Just in case.