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Rhys Autenberry Hitchcock


He tried not to scream.

He tried not to let his heart beat out of his chest.

He tried to say yes, I'm fine, no I don't have phone service, no I don't want to be here, yes, let's get out of here, but everything that he wanted to say fell out of his head and away from his mouth. Hitch's face was ghastly in the darkness, flashing in and out of sight in the uneven light of cell phones flashing in and out of sight, and Zachariah - from what little Rhys could see of him - looked apprehensive.

The footsteps that had been growing nearer stopped. Rhys had turned his head, had tried once more to express the tangle of paranoid, uneasy emotions that were tangled in his throat, but they too died.

There was a crash. There was a burst of chaos, a shuffle, a face -

"Down!" Rhys yelled, without thinking, without even stopping to consider who he was and where he was and what was happening before he was grabbing Hitch's arm and shoving him bodily sideways.

Logan Hitchcock - 15 HP (debatable)

To be honest, Hitch's reaction time was a little slow, his brain foggy with pain, lost blood, exhaustion - not to mention he was staring intently at Rhys and Zachariah, and everything was too fresh to realize that there was a whole lot he wasn't seeing anymore.

So when his husband lunged for him like that, even if he heard something happening and was turning to see what it was, the whole ******** mess caught him off-guard. He gave a startled snarl of both surprise and a little pain, tumbling easier than he would've wanted to admit, before he glanced back and realized - <********>, " he hissed out, trying to scramble clumsily to his feet. "Rhys, Rhys! Zach!" Of course something like this happened. Of course there'd be another battle.

If somethin' ********' happens to Rhys because of me, I swear to ********' god -- !!

Briar Mackenzie
Current HP - 11/15
Damage to boss - 5
[Cumulative total damage to boss - 9 (current boss hp - 31)]

Briar wasn't sure who'd been the first person to have the idea of trying to check behind the desk, but it had seemed like a good idea and so he had followed after them because it sure as anything beat waiting in the waiting room proper.

Particularly due to the fact that someone had apparently locked the doors–

No make that especially since someone had apparently locked the doors and it was coming on top of a 'power cut' that was starting to look really, really suspicious given the fact that this place was supposed to be a medical place.

There was a man behind the desk as he had stepped forwarded just behind a purple-haired lady (Shikora) and whilst Briar couldn't quite remember seeing someone behind the desk, he also wasn't about to quibble, half-turning towards Raleigh–

And then he found himself stumbling backwards, reddish eyes widening slightly as something knocked into him, a startled 'oof' escaping his lips as he lost the fight with staying upright and tumbled over before having the breath knocked out of him as something - no make that someone -landed on top of him.

The person mumbled apologies, apologies that Briar probably would have grumpily muttered something about it being okay and could she just get off him - but she was already getting off and as he pulled himself back to his feet it was starting to dawn that it wasn't clumsiness on her part but rather because of some jerk - the self same jerk that was at that moment kicking some other person (Jericho) who seemed to have had (or may have had) the same idea about the desk and who was–

Reddish eyes narrowed as Briar made his way back to the desk and grabbed the closest thing to hand - a clipboard - and used it to try and smartly rap the jerk who it seemed had decided to go after Raleigh next - and whilst it meant getting hit instead, at least it meant that the newly mentally dubbed greying desk-jerk wasn't hitting his friend.

Logan Hitchcock - HP: 13 - Boss HP: 28/40

Realistically, Hitch knew full well how ******** useless he was - not just now, but in general. All he'd done lately was ******** this s**t up; the issue with his eye now was just a culmination of a lot of ******** up in the past few months, a visible brand of how much of a s**t hero he'd cracked up to be from the start.

It'd all been his own doing, too. That b***h in the alley had it right. Even this - the only goddamn reason they were even here was because of him, and there Rhys was, throwing himself into the heat of it with Zachariah, and he was as moved as mortified that his husband had had the foresight to shove him out of the fray. He knew it was done out of love, and he knew he was too ******** to do much.

But that was still his husband, that was still his friend, and Rhys was relying on him as though they were the team... what the ******** was he going to do? Just sit here and watch? Let this ******** hurt them while he sat on his useless a**?

Logical thought was a little beyond him anyway, even when he wasn't half-delirious from pain and lost blood. So he flung himself bodily into the situation, a barreling, messy ball of snarling rage, trying to help throw the ******** off balance. Like most of his efforts though, it honestly did more harm than good, and it didn't take much for the doctor to slap Hitch off of him like a damn gnat.

Shikora Mjoli
Shikora HP: 6/15
Damage Done: 2
Boss HP: 21/40

The boy it seemed she accidentally toppled on was recovering, even recovering enough to charge at the rude man himself. Shikora was inclined to shout that perhaps he shouldn't, that the adults could handle this, that it would be fine--but perhaps they needed all the help they could get.

After all, most of the people in here were injured or sick.

Herself inclined.

Shikora winced, holding an arm to her side and rubbing at the pain she felt there. It was flaring worse as she was attempting to bring the man down, bodily cringing as she moved towards him again only to find herself swung at. She was pretty sure she was bleeding again. More than likely bleeding again. Shikora thought about checking her side, but she decided it wasn't worth it. The last thing she needed to do was get distracted and let more people get hurt...

She looked for the nearest blunt object that she could reasonably pick up and ended up with a child's waiting room toy. Good enough.

Biting her lip, she swung it.

Shikora was fairly sure she heard it impact, and cringed at the sound. She would never get used to the idea of harming others, but in this situation, this man seemed to be doing active harm to others, himself...

Zachariah Faulkner
Zachariah HP: 13/15
Damage Done: 0
Boss HP: 21/40

Normally, Zachariah may have hissed for Rhys to watch himself when he stumbled back into him, but this was not the time for getting angered at people who had the same enemies he did. Instead, he made sure to keep the chair he was holding out of the way of Rhys, before turning his attention to the man in front of him.

He then watched Hitch suddenly shoot up and attempt to throw himself into the man in front of them. Was likely not the smartest decision. Zachariah watched as Hitch was smacked aside and could not help his wince. "Watch out!" called Zachariah, after him, partially to convince him to maybe step out of the way, and partially to, well, get him out of the way.

When Zachariah noticed enough clearance around the man who was assaulting them, he growled, flipping his chair around and charging with the intention of trapping the man against the nearest wall. The man was just a bit too wily for his attempts, though, and rolled out of the way before Zachariah could execute his plan.

It was unfortunate that Zachariah did not notice the man slip away until the chair legs smacked into the wall.

The sound would have been much more satisfying if it was against flesh, and he snarled when he felt the back of the chair push into his torso instead.

Flipping around, Zachariah brandished the chair, perhaps attempting to look threatening. Unfortunately, in the darkness, it was hard to say just how effective this action was...