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Letting go of the were, America watched pensively as Thorne was taken away. How many of these moonwalkers were there? Was a bite really all it took? But Lara...

The girl sighed and moved to take out her phone when a flash of blue feathers flew past her head and up over the concourse. "Hey! It's-" America called out before sighing, her shoulders drooping as she continued quietly, "It's not safe."

Biting her lip, she fought against the panic as she overheard the news. Three?! Glancing toward Falco and Hotlips, she saw they were both unharmed for the moment and nodded to herself. No more casualties. Even if her blue boy was a ******** risk.

Before moving into action, America tried to reach out once more and get her bird's eye view.

They were carrying Thorne away, and Lily could do nothing but stare blankly, hot tears rolling down her face in thin smears of dark eyeliner. She knew better than to look at her hands or the writhing were beside her, and so in the absence of a Thorne-shaped silhouette she gazed off at nothing, hands resting on her lap as she knelt on the floor in stillness.

She hadn't asked to some supernatural shapeshifter. She hadn't wanted any of this.

A voice came through on the radio, and her ears flickered, if only to show that she was still capable of something. Jeremiah looked to her, and she pulled her hands back slowly, shrinking her shoulders with guilty eyes. She had to look every bit the part of these rabid killers, smeared with blood and only half-human, but when he spoke to her it was with the same calm demeanor he used with everyone else. She knew he couldn't have been immune to all this, guessing by the urgency in his voice with the way he'd yelled for the professor, and yet somehow he was able to make the choice to keep his head, even when all else was falling apart.

She admired that. She wanted to be that.

In response to his question, Lily nodded weakly, pulling herself to her feet. "It was downstairs," she offered, rubbing the scratch on her arm, "The Prideful One did something, and then we were just...in the middle of everything."

She listened to his plan unfold and nodded slowly, trying to steel herself for what was to come. Three weres, when just one had shredded someone to ribbons before her eyes. Three weres, and it was just her and Jamie until they found Lucas, but who knew what shape he was in, what shape he would be in when he saw Thorne wasn't there? Lily tried to keep her breathing easy, counting slowly in her head, but despite herself she gulped.

"I'm up front, there's no extra risk if they bite me," she tried to say coolly, her voice nevertheless quivering as she adjusted her ponytail. "We'll hold them at the stairs for as long as possible, how long do you need to find a door?" She hadn't asked for this...but she was going to do it anyway, already walking towards the stairs.

HP: 19