|Esaias|
|Parking Lot|
She just kind of... stands there, watching the whole thing unfold in front of her, and eventually folds her arms as she calmly listens and examines everything in the situation. And this is why I don't usually make many friends... this always happens at some point or another, and it always ends up damaging the relationship.
Just as she notices Jason trying to escape, she quickly reaches out and swipes at him, catching him by his jacket back. "Look, we've got no time to argue. Yes, you may be an asshole and think this is all a dream, and yes," she turns to Simon, "you may want to convince him to stop thinking that, but either way this is going to get us NOWHERE. Right now we've got some random concrete guy that I assume is running rampant through the hospital right now trying to find you people, and the rest of them are probably coming this way." She turns back to Jason with a face of malice. "Do you REALLY think that it's a good idea to get on that bike and leave? Dream or not, they're going to find you again, and we won't be there to help you. And that's pretty much all you've got in this situation."
|Christopher Watson|
|Parking Lot|
Is there a correct reaction to what just happened? Because, whatever it shall be, I'm definitely not acknowledging it. I was, as well as Esaias, for the most part, simply gazing at the whole situation unfold in front of my very eyes - I shouldn't be surprised, at this point, considering the amount of crazy things I did, the amount of crazy things I saw, I should be used to it at this point, shouldn't I? Well, I'm obviously not. When the wave of sound produced by the scrambling metal hit me, I took a few steps back, paralyzed - and the atmosphere surround us all, of fear, confusion, anger, was not helping at all. I grasped at the last tiny piece of logic and reason still standing in the whereabouts of my brain, and stomping my foot on the ground, I took a step in Esaias direction as she finished speaking, and added, breaking my chronic silence, with a confident expression:
-"Look, whatever the future may be planning for us right now, none of us know, but I can assure you of two thing, firstly: It doesn't matter how easy you'll think this is going to be, it will not. Expect surprises and unexpected turns, 'cause ,after all, this is still life, and as it's stands, if none of us can predict the future, of course" -I alternate where my eyes lay between them all- " we'll continue to be clueless. And secondly: It will be much, much easier, if we stand together."- I emphasize the last two words -"Hell, I couldn't have done anything without Glade's help back at the alleyway - in fact, I'd probably be dead by now! I'm only here standing talking to you all right now, because of her! And if situations like these happen ever again, and hell, they will - I'd like to have someone to help me always by my side. And, honestly "- My voice faded slightly- "- I'd feel even better helping someone that wants my help. So, can't we all just stay together and try to figure this all out? Please?"
I sighed heavily, as if I just took something heavy out of my shoulders.
|Esaias|
|Parking Lot|
"Well, I didn't really see much of the alley fight, but judging from what I saw happened to the concrete guy, I think I have a fairly good idea. He started to... break down, almost, and it definitely seemed like it was happening in waves, so that was probably Tyler. Then, after his entire arm disintegrated, somebody shot a trash bin lid at him and straight through his torso, which ended up destroying him completely. I imagine that was either Glade kicking or punching it, causing an explosion and launching it at him, or a combination of that and Watson's absorption ability. Either way, if we employ the same thing, it might work, but... no guarantees.
Besides," she smirks a little as she picks a small rock off the ground and holds it behind her head for several seconds before tossing it at the nearest street lamp - and ending up getting the rock smushed into the newly created dent. "if that doesn't work, I'm pretty sure that if I find the right thing to throw, I can obliterate that guy."
-"Well, I guess I just explained myself prematurely! But yeah, you're right, it was me and Glade that shot the lid. Tyler helped a lot as well." I completed.
