Liam Matthews
Location: Town Center -> Jake's
Interacting With: No one specific
This day had already been messed up for Liam, between the visions, bright lights and the apocalypse, the detective certain he was now some kind of criminal was certainly not helping. He couldn't exactly explain what was happening to him otherwise. He sighed as he resigned himself to the fate of being dragged off to the station to no doubt be tossed into a cell for something like disturbing the peace, when gunfire, of all things seemed to divert the detective's attention.
As he watched her, and the boy he'd been speaking to run off, Liam took this as an opportunity to get the hell out of dodge. The town center had been nothing but trouble since he'd gotten there, he figured he'd head back to Jake's, he'd enjoyed even just his brief chat with the girl there, he found himself hoping she was still on as he slinked away from the crowd, away from the town center and down the road toward Jake's.
However, when he actually reached Jake's, he was met with a fairly gruesome sight. Moving inside, his eyes went wide as he spotted the body on the floor, it wore the same clothes that Sutton had on when he saw her, the same hair, but the skin was all charred, blackened. He could not for a moment even consider what may have happened, but as he stood there, slack-jawed and in shock at the sight he was witnessing, he found himself regretting more and more ever leaving New York.
Darren Andrews
The situation in the town Center was rapidly descending into madness all over again. Darren remained relatively quiet as he listened to Jade, he almost felt sorry for how oblivious she was to what was really going on. He glanced over to the reporter and the kid again, from the look on both their faces, he figured neither of them was consciously responsible for whatever the light had been, he made a mental note to make sure Jade didn't gouge out the poor reporter's eyes in her misunderstanding.
However, it seemed her attention was drawn elsewhere by the sound of gunfire, reaching down, he pulled out his own gun and looked in the direction of the sound. As he heard Jade's insistence she would handle it, he watched her go, pondering for a moment letting her head off, but with the way things had gone so far, he was fairly certain that she wouldn't be able to handle it on her own. Glancing over to Zachary, he gave him a pat on the chest.
"All yours." He nodded toward the reporter and the kid, hurrying off after Jade.
As he came into view of everything, he stopped, gathering everything from a distance, it looked like a clusterfuck. There was the woman, gorgeous, wrestling with Jade, while some other woman tackled a man and sent his box falling to the floor. As it opened and he saw the contents, he knew immediately what he was dealing with - well, at least this was easier than the last Qareen he dealt with. Bringing his weapon to bare, more people showed up, crowding around the group, he couldn't get a clear shot as it was.
"No you fucking twit, I said metzenbaum scissors, not hemostatic forceps! Learn your left from your right you twit!" Dr. Chang barked at the EMT trying to help her with her latest patient. She took a step back, about to fling the instrument she was handed towards the EMT as she head a thud behind her just before her foot sunk into something dense and yet spongy. Stopping as she felt the slickness under her heel she looked down with the chrome shine of the forceps shimmering in her fingers. Her eyes widened a bit as she tilted her head to the side.
"What in the arseblast of hell is this?" she grumbled as she lifted her foot up, the organ clung to either side of her shoe as it was caught with a ventricle enclosed around her toe and heel.
"It's raining hearts? You have to be fucking kidding me! I quit!!!" she yelled as she tried to pry it off but it wouldn't move. Hopping around on one foot as she tried to again to pull it off before she started to do what looked like the hokey pokey.
"Get!" Left foot in. "The!" Left foot out. "Fuck!" Left foot in. "Off!" Shake it all about it. One last kick and the crushed heart flew off Amy's foot like a clay pigeon, arcing high into the air.
"FORE BITCHES!!!!" Amy yelled as a heads up to anyone around.
Well, that'd do it. Darren's eyes drifted up along with the heart as it went flying into the air, he had to give the doctor credit, she had one hell of a kick. Darren was more amazed than anything as he watched it for a few long moments, it went up, up, and then it started to come back down, closer and closer, before plop. The heart landed rather boringly on his shoe, rolling off as he looked down at it.
He took a moment to actually take in what had just happened, looking back over to the group as he felt their eyes on him for a moment, he looked back to the heart. Adjusting his aim from the group to the heart, he took a half-step back and fired, a bullet sinking right into the heart and clear out the other side, burying into the ground beneath it. That ought to do it.
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