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[Early today, Wilhelm is going to be going through the rooms of the house, looking for the occupants. His message to each one is the same.]

I believe there is a matter we need to talk about.

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[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

[Theta's been bracing for this, so she nods and heads for the living room. They can all talk together in there.]

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[Wilhelm nods in her direction, taking a seat as she enters.]

I should ask, first, if our "guest" is still here or if he has been passed off.

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

I honestly don't know. Albedo was handling that at this point. I have buried my nose in my notebook and am busying myself with calculations, and I hope to have plans for a completed air purifier and oxygen generator soon. Even if that becomes pointless this round...I believe it will be good to have.

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

It could certainly make things simpler the next time around.

If that is the case, we will wait and see if the Russian has been moved or not yet, before we take our next step.

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

*Albedo appears in his signature flash of light at that.* The usual meeting place, eh?

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

It's the most convenient place for meeting up. [She settles on the couch and pats the spot beside herself for Albedo.]

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[Wilhelm simply nodded in response to his partner's arrival.]

Tell me, Albedo. Is the Russian still in our care, or has he been left somewhere else?

[miltianbunny.livejournal.com]

[Shion finds her way out to the living room. She and Allen only went home as long as they needed to, to avoid droning.]

[mayfield-mods.livejournal.com]

[During the conversation, there's a loud knock on the door.]

[chaoschildofgod.livejournal.com]

[chaos glances over]

Were we expecting guests, Theta, Albedo?

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[Wilhelm looks at the door and calmly states]

One minute.

[And then, in the same tone to everyone else.]

Eveyone out the backdoor if there's no one there. Take the russian. Albedo, if you can, teleport people to safety. The russian takes priority. I will stay here.

No arguing. Go.

[OOC: i'm in class so I'm going to be slow.]

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

[Theta freezes. There's no way it's one of their number, or anyone they've invited over, either. There would have been a call, would have been a -something-.]

No. We weren't. ...This is it.

[She's glad that she blacked in the windows and sealed them with tape and trash bags now; the house isn't very well ventilated any more, but that will work in their favour with the hazmats' poisonous gas.

Since Allen's supply run in which she'd asked him to buy plywood and guns, the windows are all boarded up from the inside as well, and there are guns to be had in the front room. She stands and goes to get one, then retreats to a seat--she can't use both hands to fire and stand at the same time. This will make her a sitting duck if the hazmats get inside, but if they get inside, it's already lost.]

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

*Albedo glances at the door, then at Wilhelm. The half snarl on his face makes it clear he wants to argue, but he knows why Wilhelm's staying behind. They need time to gather everyone. So he stands, attempting to hold the door closed with his telekinesis while he's still in the room.* The basement, hurry!

*Then he turns to chaos.* Yeshua, go find Rubedo. Make sure he doesn't do anything stupid before I come to get you two.

[miltianbunny.livejournal.com]

[Shion looks at the others, then over to Allen.]

Wilhelm, will you be alright on your own though? You don't have all your powers back.

[mayfield-mods.livejournal.com]

[The hazmats appear to be held back at first, but the knocks on the door grow louder.

Finally, there's the sound of an ax cracking the door. The door falls, and a large quantity of hazmats stream inside.]

[mayfield-mods.livejournal.com]

[Following behind them is a very familiar man.

Suddenly, none of them will find any regained powers working very well at all.]

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[Wilhelm will just stare at Grady for a moment.]

Well. Good evening officer.

[chaoschildofgod.livejournal.com]

[chaos looks over as the Hazmat and Grady come in. He actually steps forward a bit.]

Oh, so the big guy is going to show himself?

[want-a-vacation.livejournal.com]

*When the Hazmats burst in, Allen draws his gun and backs up.* Shion, let's go. I'm sure Wilhelm knows what he's doing. I hope.

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

[At Wilhelm's insistence that they leave, combined with Albedo's order to the basement, Theta stands and is heading for the basement immediately. She turns when she hears the axe on the door. This isn't going to work. She leans against the wall so she has both hands free and abandons her cane--she expects to die here. She raises the gun, aims at Grady, and fires. Even without this being shooting at Grady, her aim isn't the greatest. This is the first time she's used a modern styled gun, and she'd never put much practice into guns back home, either.]

[mayfield-mods.livejournal.com]

((OOC: Guys, this isn't working. Can we please establish a thread order and reply to one another in order? chaos --> Wilhelm --> Theta --> Albedo --> Shion --> Nepeta --> Allen --> mod/mod (I will sometimes double post Grady and hazmats) would be okay with me.

Also, I think Allen, Shion, and Nepeta are not signed up for the event? If you want to be involved in this you'll need to sign up; otherwise, Grady will just let you leave, but you can't be involved in plot aspects.))

[The hazmats begins to storm into the house, tearing through everywhere they can find and spreading out. They're clearly looking for something, and they ignore all the people in the house in order to find it.]

[mayfield-mods.livejournal.com]

[Theta's bullet never hits. It stops in midair and falls to the ground.

Suddenly, Theta is on the ground, the bones in her legs and every single one of her fingers shattered.]

Bad idea.

[playspurrtend.livejournal.com]

[Nepeta's mostly confused-- she hasn't been in Mayfield long, but she can sense the danger. And unfortunately, she doesn't have anything to fight with and she knows it. She's on edge, and ready to fight even if she can't fight the way she wants to. She'll be sticking by you too, Shion.]

[miltianbunny.livejournal.com]

[Shion gently draws Nepeta near her]

Stay close, follow orders, no questions.

[playspurrtend.livejournal.com]

Okay, I will!

[She nods. She doesn't particularly want to move away from one of the few people she knows in this situation, anyway. If it had been any other situation, she might've complained a little, buuut danger! Not a good idea.]