Fighting with Markus, throwing punches and taking one or two to his own face, Jason struggles to keep the upper hand. This guy wasn't small, nor was he completely inept when it came to fighting.
As the man starts to get away and go for his gun, Jason recoils in defense. But as the last shot sounds, Markus falls dead. Jason's eyes widen and he slumps back to sit on the ground, panting as he turns to see Katie.
Well, Hero... thank you. Yeah, I'm okay I think.
Getting up, he wipes a little blood from his lip and returns to Destiny along with Katie. "I haven't the foggiest where Chance went," he answers aloud. Leaning over Destiny, he looks her in the eye. "Hey... hang in there."
We're taking her back to TJY - it's safer than the hospital at this point.
Leaning closer, Jason takes Destiny gently in his arms and lifts her up as he stands. He nods to Katie. "Lead the way and keep your eye out. We'll call the cleanup crew once we're to the car."
Halfway to the car, Chance comes jogging back, still out of breath, with sweat pouring down the sides of his face. "She okay?"
Jason shoots him a glare, but holds his tongue. "She will be if we can get her back to TJY in one piece."
"Let me ride with her."
Jason hesitates, his emotions flaring, sending the signal that Chance made him very uneasy. But he backs down for now. "Alright."
Helping get Destiny in the backseat of Katie's car, Chance slides in too, letting Destiny's head rest in his lap. His fingers run through her hair, his one hand keeping pressure on her wound.
Jason backs off, now planning to stay until someone else got there to help keep other people calm and tape off the area.
Watch him, will you? Get her back safe.
Leo stands precariously atop a step ladder, hanging off one side, his hand held way up into the corner as far as he could reach. In his grasp was a piece of twisted crepe paper as he looked over his shoulder and down at Cassy. "This good?" He'd stopped by that morning just to check on things and had wound up offering his help to decorate for tonight's opening and open house.
The ladder wobbles and his eyes widen, trying to keep his balance. "Please tell me this is good."
6/21/10
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