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"Our... date..." Tex gritted out. "Might... have to... wait."

"No. Moonday. You promised Tex," she said, scooting as close as she dared to the sparking electric lines. Her tears were coming out now. This was a trap and they'd stupidly walked into it.

Her premonition was right. They never should have come here.

She slipped the very tips of her fingers through the wire and petted his hair with tiny little strokes, just so she could touch him in SOME way. "You said so. Moonday ... a p-picnic at the lake Tex."

Macthor's head whipped up at the familiar voice. "Westhor! Are you--!?" He glanced left and right, squinting into the darkness and using whatever light was around to seek out his bro. And then finally...there.

The thunderbird usually wasn't one for dramatics, but the minute he spotted his bro, he grabbed Tarot by the wrist and immediately made his way up to Westhor. Then, dropping the ghoul's wrist, he reached out to give Westhor a hug...

...And paused. Hugs were not usually his thing. They were silly, awkward, and they always made him feel like such a ghoul. However, it was hard to express his sheer relief at seeing the boil safe and sound in any other way. After a moment of thought, he gave in and gave Westhor a one-armed brohug. When he pulled back, his expression was grim, but there was a hint of panic in his gold-colored eyes.

"Akithor, he's..."

Oh Jack, oh Jack, oh Jack - Moira was certain that she was a terrible Defender. She was so afraid! The zombie shook with every step, but she was quite certain that the others weren't scared at all. They were so brave! She had to be brave too-

She was taken entirely by surprise by the sudden influx of electricity, the power shocking through her and jolting the terror right out of her brain. As the filaments of energy pressed in around her, her headcrabs began shrieking loudly and hunching in on themselves, but she could only stare at the 'net' in a sort of abstract fascination. Such an odd device, so strange, would it burn a pattern into her skin? That might be pretty...

It hurt, but that was distant. Pain always was, with her.

d**k

"I don't see anybody yet, but..." d**k seemed to uneasily force himself to the front of the group that was moving forward - not to lead, but rather if the were walking into danger, he wanted to be the first to head it on - to protect the others.

"Hey, if something gets me, make sure you get it, yeah?" he said as he looked back to the two ghouls he was with.

CRICKET

Cricket took a moment to take a headcount of who had gone down, as well as note names she could off the op of her head before she took a deep breath and started to look through the tunnel. It was dark, mostly lit by the runes of the daggers near the end of it.

Okay, she had to try and figure out what was happening first. Did she try and pull someone out of their state of being first, or did she....?

She took a moment to check on Ren first, her fingers barely touching the net on him before the bugs in her arm immediately retreated from her fingers and she grit her teeth - it hurt! It almost seemed like her hive of a body went completely nuts before she pulled away, then turned to look down the path towards where the glint of light had been to begin with.

"I'll be back for you." she said to the boil, brushing her fingers across his forehead despite the pain and offering him a pained smile, "I just need to try something real quick."

With that, she was up and headed towards where seen the glint of the dagger to see if it was something she could handle.

Quin seemed to feel that was good enough to make her feel better. Malcolm would be alright so there was no need to worry.

"Aye, like wise." Quin said. "We'll keep a look out on da back, yeah?" She said looking in Vel's direction. While she wasn't thrilled that d**k was taking the lead it was no time to squabble. Now was the time they needed to act like a team and watch each other's backs.