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Ewan almost immediately stopped: caught in the surprise of hearing something so familiar. He listened to Slayer at least once a week, and it stopped him in his tracks to hear it here. He'd known that they were planning on using sound or music to bring the birds down... but not Slayer.

He glanced to Rob, and then let his eyes slide past -- the man involved in a passionate kiss, a "we survived" sort of kiss. And then he wandered over to sit next to Mal, letting his shoulders roll forward and his eyes slipped closed for a moment. "Damn," he said, a moment later. He didn't have much to say. "While I appreciate the Slayer, I just -- .. "

The sudden noise startled Zebulon enough that he suddenly swirled towards the origin and brandished the knife he had picked up threateningly.

A few more seconds went by before he realised that this was what he was waiting for. It was music. Harsh rock music, from the sounds of it, which seemed to be doing the trick outside. A peek out the window revealed birds flying about in odd patterns before simply tumbling down into the snow. It seemed like the idea to blast music down the mountain had worked fairly well...

But of course, then came the second part of all of this--the avalanche. Zebulon had never been in an avalanche, but he recognized the sound from videos he had watched on the internet well enough. He pulled his body in closer and backed away from the window, noting that the sound seemed to be getting very loud. Had the avalanche gone off course?

His thoughts slammed to a halt when he heard the snow hit the hotel, and he perhaps didn't breathe until it stopped and the hotel was still standing. They did it. The hotel was saved. For now. The avalanche apparently ended up where they were. How were they going to get out of here with all this snow against the --

Diryas' voice cut through Zebulon's thoughts, and he jogged off in the direction of his voice. "Dise!" It wasn't hard to locate Diryas all things considered, and once he did locate him, he wrapped him up in a hug. Instead of shouting enthusiastically like some others were doing, he just stayed silent, closing his eyes for the moment. Just take a few moments to breathe...

Beth's face brightened and she ran to meet Cat in the middle of the lobby, a collision of puffy jackets and limbs. She anchored herself in the woman's arms, her own reaching around to interlace with each other in a white knuckled grip. "I'm fine, there were other Chosen up there and if not for them I don't know...." She trailed off, enjoying the feeling of being safe and held. "I'm sorry I lost track of you." She didn't mention how she had darted back from the front lines to try and stay safe. She knew her friend; Cat would have stayed as far forward as possible, fighting to protect them. It burned her gut a bit to think that she had not been so brave.

Beth's group hug and then subsequent departure brought more giggles to Misha's lips and she turned her head to watch the brunette dart away. Her hand had left Brian's cheek and rested on his shoulder in an absent gesture as if she had forgotten entirely. That girl was a hoot!

Before she could refocus on Brian, though, motion out of the corner of her eye caught her attention and she bit her lip, expression merry as hell while she unabashedly watched Sid and Rob exploring, er... Their relief. "Well, now," she murmured. "That's one way of making sure someone's in one piece, I guess."

She sent a saucy look to Brian, her hand leaving his shoulder finally so that her arm could wrap loosely around his waist. Instead of further elaborating or, perhaps, teasing him more directly about what she had just said, she called out, "Hey, you two! Get a room!"

Laughter undercut every word. Like she would ever be bothered by PDA? Never!

Mercy picked up her hammer, preparing to swing since she missed the first time and tripped the second time.

Apparently, she was doomed to just be remembered for her failure during the big fight...Where it ******** counted the most. Mercy's mood was quite sour even as everyone around her celebrated their victory over the metal monstrosities that had been tormenting these poor civilians. Instead of taking part in the victory celebrations and hugs, Mercy tried to make her way through everyone as quickly as possible, eyebrows furrowed in deep thought. How could she manage to mess up during this big battle when she was doing fine any other time?! s**t didn't make sense if you asked her.

Well...There wasn't much she could do about that right now anyway. What's done is done.

She didn't feel like crying or doing survival kisses...She looked to Rob and Sid with a smile, covering her face while she tried not to tease about how cute they looked.

Tara had flushed a bit to see the kiss--she remembered Rob had said his childhood friend was here as an Apollo Chosen, and well, Sid was the only Apollo Chosen Tara'd met thus far... seeing the embrace and the kiss, she immediately wondered if this was a one plus one equals two situation.

And um. Well. She was pretty sure she just interrupted a moment, regardless. "Sorry, bad timing," she mumbled, trying to keep her glum mood out of her voice--managing pretty well actually. She did manage to laugh--genuine, harder--when she heard Misha calling out at them to get a room. Ok, so at least Tara's eyes weren't deceiving her here.

When Rob opened an arm towards her, she hesitated a little, feeling horrible for breaking up a moment. But she moved over towards them, putting an arm around Rob and Sid both, giving tight hugs to the two of them. "So glad you guys are alright. That was insane." She was trying to not focus on the horrible reality. Trying, instead, to focus on the fact they won and they'd survived, and there were people in the hotel alive because they'd been able to help them. That was a far, far better portion of reality to focus on at the moment.

Tom was a bit surprised when he was addressed, but looked over at the woman who talked to him and smiled a bit. “It has been long. A lot of stuff to do in a short amount of time, I’m definitely going to have to take a nap after this.” He turned towards her now. “I’m fine though, I’ve had pretty long shifts before of constant patients so I’ve been able to handle it for a bit.”

He didn’t remember talking to this woman before. “This probably isn’t the greatest time to get acquainted, but I’m Tom Wolf.” He said, holding out his hand to her and giving her a bigger smile.