Chapter 2: Part 1e: Reprisal
Tyler shakes his head, quickly retracting
the horns as he surveys the aftermath. He moves over to attend to the wounded
as best he can - Saul is close by, so he goes there first - but keeps the resting
place of the punk in his field of vision, partly out of paranoia, partly
curious as to what could happen to the body under the current circumstances. He
makes it to Saul's side, and checks him quickly for wounds. Nothing looks
fatal.
Back
around the corner comes the dog, leaving the unconscious Fel Michelle. He
streaks back to Tobias. There is a warm chord anodyne sung out across the
symphony from the dog (!), then Tobias sits up, holding his head. The dog licks
his face. Both turn to survey the damage. Tobias gets up, and moves towards the
*dying?* singer to help.
The
falcon arrows down to the punk girl's crumpled body. Alighting gently in the
dust next to her head, the bird gazes impassively at her face momentarily. One
eye opens, and winks at her suddenly.
The
bird rapidly pecks at the face of the girl, aiming to pluck out her remaining
good eye. The punk's arm intervenes, and she reaches for the bird with open
palm. The falcon jumps back and takes wing rapidly.
The
broken figure rolls to her feet with an agility that belies the ruin of her
body. Blood seeps in an unnatural ooze from her open wounds, bones stick out
from her caved-in chest. Her face is horrible mangle of acid burns and wrath.
She spits out teeth and bloody spit, and a few short words. "You're. All.
Fu#k1ng. Dead."