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Her command did the trick, the thing turning to dust before their eyes from the tip of it's misshappened head down to it's purple toes, an invisible wind blowing it out the door and away.

John blinked hard, his eyes wide as he watched the whole thing unfold, before looking down to Raven. "Odins beard, that was damn creepy - are you okay?" He asked as he slipped his hand up under her blouse to do up her bra for her, pulling his hands out to rub her back reassuringly after.

He looked tired - it took more to control himself and not go too apeshit with others around him then it did to just let loose and paste the damn thing - the results being ruining the entire bank in the process. He would've never thought of trying to dismiss it.

"Right..." John breathed, releasing her to let her lean against the wall as he did up his pants and belt, walking over to the entrance to the vault to look out, trying to see if anybody was coming down.

He walked back in and placed his hands on either of her shoulders, looking into her ember eyes. "i'm going to go deal with that last guy - are you with me, or do you want to sit it out?"

She looked wasted, like she'd been up all night, definately not the sevelt, sultry woman she'd been when they first entered. Then again, John was looking almost exactly the same as when he'd first gotten up this morning, yet worse - clothes tattered, face and chest blackened with bruising, small cuts covering his face and arm. His skin and hair were covered in the golem's purple ichor, his permafrost eyes wild with a cool anger - he had only wanted to retreive his information, and with that, Raven had come under fire. Retirbution was at hand for the man who had tried to hurt his woman.

"People with guns don't frighten me..." He growled before wrapping his arms aeound her once more. "C'mon Rae...let's move." he said gently, helping her to her feet.

It was slow moving out of the vault and down the corridor, John having yo ewin in his giant strides to match Ravens pixie gait, but he was happy for it - going slow meant there was no way to rush and get into trouble. He helped her up the stairs slowly before coming to a stop at the landing, crouching down to look around the corner, keeping Rae closing to him as he did.

There were two men arguing in the tellers box, their voices muffled, but John could see one yelling at the other through the plexiglass...

"Sorry honey, but i dont think so..." He whispered back to her, In order to reach the main doors, they'd have to walk out past the centre of the bank - right in the line of sight of the men with guns.

Not to mention there were hostages in there, John never left business unfinished if he could, and they had attempted to hurt Raven.

These guys were the walking dead....they just didn't know it yet.

"C'mon..." He whispered, keeping his arm around her as they moved, walking out into the foyer but hugging the wall, keeping out of the plexiglass' line of sight as they approached the side door, the door slightly ajar...

"You said it would be easy, that no-one would get hurt..."

"I said we'd try not to get people hurt - you've got a gun Chirs, you know how to use it!"

"Yeah, but i never expected to!"

"Stop being such a baby, for once in your god-damn life - "

"No! You said no-one would get hurt, and here we are, hurting people - again!"

"You knew exactly how this would've turned out when we planned it, we had the contingencies - "

"Yeah, but did your 'contingencies' cover a ******** walking tank and a shapeshifter killing Blair and maiming you and probably killing the Kryptkey?!"

John looked down at Raven pointedly, lifting his hand, showing her the spark that was flying around on the palm of his hand. "Would you like to hit the door, my darling, so i can fry these assholes into KFC?"

John rolled his eyes at her - what, did she think he was a saint? But then, what he had planned wasn't really of the 'killing' type, but more of the 'maim agonisingly' type...

As Raven kicked open the door, it would reveal John crouched in front of the door, his steel arm outstretched with his hand clasped in his other hand, the index finger and thumb of his steel hand outstretched like a gun. The two men would spin, raising their weapons almost immediantly, as John winked at them from behind his vantage point, getting the drop on them completely -

"Bang."

His hand didn't jump, recoil like a gun - but the spark that shot forth flew almost instantaneously to the man holding the machien gun, hitting him in the chest before bouncing to his one-handed partner, the first man hitting the floor with a grunt, siezing and shaking as the power flowed through him as the other man stayed on his feet, growling from the electricity coursing through his body - but staying on his feet.

"Tough guy eh?" John growled as he strode forth, stepping over Raven's supine form as the man raised his handgun and fired it, the hostages behind him shreiking and crying as the nine-millimeter bullets slammed into John's hard flesh, the Aesir grimacing as if being pelted by hard rocks as he reached out to crush the gun into the robber's hand, his bones turning to pulp as the metal mashed into his flesh, his scream loud - before John placed his other hand under the man's armpit, dislocating it completely by yanking on his captured hand, before slamming his elbow into his head, blowing a few teeth and a bit of his tounge over the poor little nekojin teller lady before he fell limp.

John still held onto his arm, the man like a ragdoll as he tossed him back to the door, looking over to the hostages. "Be quick, please..." He said quietly - two scumbags for her should be enough to put the perk back into her step...

"House. Tub. Soak." John murmured tiredly, running his fingers through his dirty hair - he had been enjoying himself this day, and this had all ruined it. He was happy Raven was back to her chipper self - that didn't make him feel any less crap about how it had all unfolded.

Should've waited till the vault door was open...should've kept my eyes open when that guy shot me...should've dealt with stumpy instead of beating up the Kryptkey...shoulda shoulda shoulda...

He sighed, looking down to the nekojin and stabbing a finger to her - "You. Shields. Now." He growled to her, the woman still picking bits of teeth and tounge from her blouse before scrambling to her feet and runnning to a phone, the hostages breathing a collective sigh of releif as John turned, grabbing Raven's arm to tug her along with him.

He needed to have a long, warm soak and unwind. Doing this stuff with her next to him...he needed to depress it all.

As he walked her to the Thunderbird he turned to wrap his arms around her, his bruises and his pains fading slightly thanks to her magics as he buried his head in her hair. "Thanks Rae...and i'm sorry for ruining our day. If I hadn't have had to come do this stupid divorce stuff..."

She felt good in his arms, warm and soft, as he closed his eyes to drink in her scent.