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*She wanders back out of the house and waits, watching the timbers anxiously. She scanned the rest of the building and found noone else alive and as he and the mortal women and baby appeared from the building it started to collapse behind them. She watched them get clear as the building creaked and started to fall. The women was helped off by a near-by crowd of mortals as Logan walked to Gaijin. She saw in his eyes the bullet wound was hurting him and she reached forward and touched his cheek. It was cold and clammy.*

You're losing blood, fast... Are you sure you aren't hurt anywhere else?

*He shakes his head.* No, I'm alright other than that. We just need to fix up my arm. I have more perminent supplies at the apartment. Though I have to replace the frickin' window AGAIN. ((Direct quote as he had to go for a little bit.))

*She looked concerned as she started to walk with him back to the appartment. She took the keys and opened the door allowing him through first, her following and locking the door behind them. She removed his coat and draped it over the sofa as he sat on the bed and she retrieved the other supplies. She then sat next to him and laid him down, removing the sling and bandaging and surveyed the damage as she wiped the blood away with a strip of gauze. It looked pretty nasty as she covered it with her palm and closed her eyes, speaking in a very rare language. After a couple of minutes she opened her eyes and felt weak and dizzy. The wound had stopped bleeding but all her healing through the last couple of days had sapped her strength.

She put the supplies on the floor, removed her jacket, sword and boots and lay down next to him, drifting off into a light sleep.*

Myyth wandered down a street, keeping an eye out for the mortals who'd flooded the city after the bomb. She may have been out of the loop, but even she had felt the bomb go off.

"Now the question is whats going on" Myyth had cut her ties with most of the Lycans months before, so she had little idea of the current situation. The city was in ruins, and the mortals were blaming terrorists, but something else was a foot, even she could see that.

"Well off to luna it is then......I dind't think I'd be heading back, but well plans change...." Myyth turned and headed in the drection of Luna Industries

Myyth smiled as she left Luna. This war might be bad for both Lycans for both vamps and lycans, but there were always those who benifited in a war, no matter who won.
Lost in her thoughts Myyth jumped when she say someone in a long balck coat and a helmet across the street. She jumped into an ally and grabed both her knives.

"Did he see me?" she wondered, "He must be a hunter of some sort......no vamp or Lycan scent....."

He walked down the city streets. It was relatively more calm now. He sighed as he stopped at an alleyway, still covered in blood. he looked to his left and gave a stray a bored look, but a stern one none the less. It was then that he smelled a Lycan and a human within relative proximity to where he was headed, not far from Mia.

Walking the street, he unsheathed the blade with a metallic sound, noticing a police block not too far ahead. Healing was above schedule as he jumped onto a low lying roof, huddling down low and watching them. He took his gun from his jacket and pointed at an officer, firing and jumping to slice at the last two's back. The other officers were spread thin along the city.

He looked forward and walked toward the smells again.

Gaijin woke up a couple of hours later, and the first thing he noticed as he came awake is that there was someone next to him on the bed. His arms, the one that had been shot still very sore, were wrapped around Logan's waist as she had laid her head agianst his chest. He looked down into her face and saw that she was asleep. He held her close still, laying his head against hers even though it hurt his arm somewhat. He couldn't sleep though, as much as he wanted to he laid there with the most important person in his life in his arms. He looked towards the chair, where she must have put his things as he saw his coat over the back of the chair.

He took out a cloth and wiped the blade's surface, discarding said cloth. He stuck to the wall and ducked behind an alleyway, tossing a vial of vamp feromones up above him, liking the loud crack it made on the roof, slanted as it were. It would make it seem as if a vampire was creeping toward the two.

He sheathed the blade and watched the reaction to see how hostile they were to the smell, which even humans would pick up.

He hopped onto the building, watching the two. He could tell from the corner of his eye that Mia was starting down the street. He followed her with his eye for a minute and then trained them on the two again, silently but swiftly going toward Mia, backing away as well.