[Go] [Herman's living room looks... like it did when they first came there, though the guitar's put away and it's generally just messier. A lot of people hanging out in his apartment all the time will do that. Lukas has probably found a home on his couch, because ow.] (Yay bracket post!) [Yay for bracket post!] * Lukas has no problem admitting the ow. He's a little on the burned and shot side to resist much of anything, except that he's clutched that orb tight as long as he could. At least his breathing is solid, if slow. Maybe he fell asleep. * Ten stands on a chair and flails her good arm at Herman. "You've gotta fix you so you can fix Lukas cause he's all burned and shot and he's gotta fix me!" * Herman is walking back with a large bowl full of water. He's not looking great, but it's more tired than anybody; he's also shirtless and wearing shorts and a little wet, but that's because he had to heal himself. "Yeah, give me a sec. You're awfully noisy for a doll." That's 'cause most other dolls can't talk! ( Can too ) (What, you want me to change that to "don't talk?") That's true. Most don't have a brain of their own, too. * Herman approaches Lukas and sets the bowl down on the coffee table nearby. He starts pulling off Lukas' shirt. Were Ashley here right now. * Ten grins. "That'll so totally change someday!" * Lukas 's not got much shirt left. More jacket left, but that's probably already off. So hooray for shirt loss! As the shirt comes off Lukas' eyes snap open and his hand grips around the orb. "Ow, fuck..." Yeah, that's what I was thinking, too. I don't need an army of dolls breaking into my place. Kay! * Lukas says, "Army... what?" There's no army here! We left them all behind!! * Lukas coughs a little, wincing at it. "Uh... good..." he looks up to Herman and smiles weakly. "Well... at least I know my limits, doc..." * Herman snerks. "Just don't do it again." He sets the shreds of Lukas' shirt aside and pretty much dumps half a bowl of lukewarm water over the guy. Herman's couch is getting wet, but he doesn't seem to care. (Now I'm sad Ashley's not here.) (I think he'd care more about the blood.) * Lukas grits his teeth for a moment, then, "God willing... god, fire came outta nowhere..." * Ten nods. "What's up with that?" Then she plops down on the edge of the chair with her legs dangling. * Lukas shakes his head very slightly. "No idea... can't believe... fucking timing..." * Herman finishes and lets out a breath, pressing his hands against Lukas' bullet wounds and muttering in Anglo-Saxon. This'll take a bit, folks. * Lukas lets out a sigh and closes his eyes. * Ten bounces her legs off the edge of the chair. * Herman keeps with the chanting, Lukas' wounds eventually closing and the bullets being pushed out of them (not in that order). When finished, he leans rocks back, bullets in hand. Bleeding's stopped. You should fully heal soon. (One bullet(s), a smash, and a burning.) * Lukas grits his teeth a little for the end, then nods a little. "Uhf.. thanks, Herman." Beat. "Plan didn't... go so bad, really... just more painful than I like it." * Ten slides off the chair and moves closer to one of Herman's windows. "Kay I'm gonna go play now! Wake me up when you're done, kay?" Then she goes very still. * Lukas coughs and says weakly, with a faint smile, "Lucky kid..." (NULLSUN FTW!) (You and your gaming.) * Herman glances. What's she playing? * Lukas looks up at the ceiling. "Probably Nullsun. S'her MMO." Oh. Kinda weird, a computer playing computer games. But I guess it makes sense. * Lukas chuckles weakly. "Ya think so? They've been doing it for more than a hundred years." Beat. "Not quite like Ten, though. As long as it keeps her quiet, huh?" A small grin. * Herman nods. "Yeah." He stifles a yawn with one hand. * Lukas watches the yawn, then, "Shit.... how long I been out?" Uh... a while. Everyone was here and there was a big mess, then I had to heal people so they could leave. I figured you weren't going anywhere. * Lukas laughs weakly. "Guess... guess not." Yeah. * Herman pauses, then says, "So... what was with the light stuff?" * Lukas 's eyes widen slightly, then he closes his eyes. "Light stuff? What, the flare...?" * Herman nods. "That wasn't me." * Lukas shakes his head. "No, it wasn't..." he sighs, then says, "I... I'm more surprised you didn't ask about the...electric field. At least I can lie about the flare." Weak smile. "Want me to try?" Nope. And I was gonna ask about the field next. * Lukas chuckles weakly. "Glad I didn't try, then. Then I'd have looekd like a big idiot." Yeah. So what was it? You weren't casting any spells. * Lukas exhales noisily. "Honestly? I don't fucking know." Beat. "If the world made any damn sense, you'd be frozen right now." * Herman wrinkles his forehead. "Sorry?" * Lukas shakes his head. "S'not... important. I just... have these powers. Lightning type shit mainly." Beat, then a distasteful. "Hate it to fucking death." ... Okay. And I guess you're not gonna tell me why. * Lukas says, with a louder tone of voice, "I don't KNOW why!" This causes him to cough, then afterwards he says again, "I don't fucking know why..." * Herman looks a little surprised at the yell, but he nods. "All right." He gets to his feet, picks up the bowl, and goes to dump water out. * Lukas closes his eyes, trying to exhale more easily, waiting for Herman to come back. * Herman does dump water out, puts the bowl on the counter, and then heads into his room for a shirt and some pants. He gets fully dressed and returns to Lukas with another shirt in hand. He drops it on the other man. For when you leave. * Lukas reopens his eyes and nods slightly. After a moment he says, "Look, man, sory.. I didn't mean to yell at you... so much as yell in general." A weak chuckle. "Yanno?" * Herman drops into a chair. 'm not hurt. It's your business. * Lukas nods slightly and closes his eyes. "I'd tell you if I could." Beat. "Maybe. Shit, I dunno. Maybe if it mamde some damn sense it wouldln't bother me so fucking much..." Yeah. Like I said, it's your business. I just wanted to know what that was. Don't really like getting electrocuted, y'know? * Lukas chuckles a little. "Yeah, probably as much as I like blisters. Don't worry. I've got it all under control, I just... don't do it." * Herman nods. It's up to you. I wish I could help, really, but it's not magic, so I'm not really sure where to start. Always sorta thought it was... magic or something. I guess it's more specific than I thought, huh? Gods and magic and fey... not all quite the same. Yeah. * Herman leans back and thinks. "Well, it's not fae. They're... sorta like pure magic, I guess is the best way to put it." You- there's nothing magic about this, but you're not a machine or anything, right? So it's got to be something different. Maybe a demon or something. * Lukas chuckles. "Not cyber or nothing. Whatever it was, it's natural... now that demon thing'd just be fucking funny." * Lukas shakes his head. "I've just got to think it's in my blood or something, but it still..." he looks at the ceiling again. "Just makes no fucking sense." Doesn't have to. I mean, it's there, but you don't have an answer. So it doesn't really matter; just deal with what you got. (In other words, get over it. :P) (Yep!) (Theme song!) * Lukas shakes his head. "Yeah, but if it's in my blood... why's my sister and half-brother not the same? Huh?" Beat, then, "All the same, I'll be glad if I never have to do that again. You think we get extra pay for that sort of shit?" I don't think so, but I guess we could ask Togo. * Lukas looks down slightly towards the orb. "Not like we're not gonna have to talk anyway. I can't think of a part of me that thinks giving this thing to a spurned vampire lover is a fucking fantastic idea." It's a stupid idea, but letting what's-her-name keep the orb's probably a worse idea. * Lukas smirks. "Well, yeah. Took care of that, though, didn't we? Now, if only we could toss this off into space and never see it again." (Vendor it! Then they'll have to wait till it drops again!) (Dude, it's got to sell for at least 2s.) Sorry. Left the rocket in my other apartment. Damn. * Lukas chuckles a little, then, "Ain't there somewhere we can ditch this thing? If the people we're working for aren't vampires too... or is there someone else..." (We need to sneak Herman into a rocket lab, show him an access panel on a satellite... and then wait for them to launch it.) ... I have no idea. I'm not the one with connections. I guess we could give it to Sarah. * Lukas chuckles a little. "Hell of a rock for an engagement." * Lukas's laugh trails off and he says, "Eh... engagement's off anyway, or something, innit." He sits up slowly, groaning. * Herman smiles a little, but it's obvious there's no humor in it. "Yeah. Engagement." He drops the smile. No, it's on unless her parents have a problem with it. * Lukas finishes sitting up and goes, "Uhf. I thought you just had to find a turkey baster and be done with it. Fucking families." * Herman shrugs. "They're old-fashioned." He looks slightly disgusted, himself. * Lukas looks over to him. "Yeah, well, that's why I only talk to my sister anymore. Christ, you look fantastic." I'm fucking tired. * Herman covers his mouth with a hand, again, as he yawns. "'n I got shot, too. " * Lukas nods a little. "Can't say I'm surprised, but that whole mess was a clusterfuck." Beat, and a faint grin. "For a second I thought you were going to say you took Ashley up on his 'five saves for sex' offer." Huh? Nah. I don't have sex with fae. 's a rule. * Lukas chuckles. "Standards. Can't live without 'em." He runs his hand over his face, then through his hair. "I don't think I could deal with being set on fire once a week without magic around." That's why I'm here. Mr. Healing Man. * Lukas gives Herman a thumbs up. * Herman waggles his fingers, still slumped back in his chair. "Got the magic touch." * Lukas chuckles. "Yeah, really." So, think you're leaving tonight, or are you gonna crash here? * Lukas looks too Ten. "Well, depends if Ten's going to sit around and play Nullsun. Half the time, if I move her, she whines about dying to lag." She does need some work to get fixed, at least. Don't usually carry those around. * Herman nods. What about you? * Lukas rubs his shoulder and works his arm. "I think I'm good. Magic fingers,, right?" Beat. "Did my bike get back?" I think so. Wasn't really paying attention. * Lukas chuckles a little and stands up, still shirtless, then picks up the one shirt and slips it on. As he puts it on he comments, "Have you signed up for the couch a month club? Might need it." Nope. And I never learned any cleaning spells, either. Fuck me. * Herman doesn't look bothered, though. "I'll just have you guys come over and take care of it." * Lukas chuckles, head popping out the shirt. "Dunno about that. Sure I'm not a half-fey or something?" He turns and looks back at the couch. "Christ." Yeah, I'm pretty sure. Don't think they reproduce like we do. * Lukas chuckles. "Well, hell." He looks away from the couch. "Maybe Sarah knows how to clean couches. Dunno." He leans over to put the orb in his bookbag. * Ten starts moving again. "You fixed Lukas! You're totaly awesome Herman!" Nope. No spell for it at leas- hi Ten. * Lukas stretches as he straightens. "Ten may be a bit too talky, but she's got the right sentiment. Thanks." * Herman grins. "No problem." Yay! You know, if you'd have said 'my pleasure' I'd have to wonder just how much you like stripping strange men for magic fingering. * Lukas smirks faintly and then adds, "So where's my coat?" Oh sure, I do, but not when I'm this tired. Uh... * Herman looks around, then gets up and retrieves Lucas' coat from under his ex- shirt. "Here. It's kinda bloody." * Lukas shrugs. "Eh. If I catch pneumonia on the way home it won't matter how clean I end up. Just means clothes shopping." He preemptively rolls his eyes as he takes it and slips it on. * Herman nods. * Ten waves at Herman. "Bye! Like, thanks for fixing everybody!" * Lukas hefts his backpack and licks his lips. "Yeah, really. Get some sleep, we'll probably have to rescue the pope tomorrow." * Ten walks across the floor to where Lukas is now. "Doya think we can get them to saint all of us for it? Huh? Huh?" That'd be awesome! * Lukas crouches and scoops Ten up. "No." Beat. "And, uh, I didn't actually check if the bike is back. No bike, this could take a bit." Like, we could call a cab! Which would take a bit. But not as big of a bit as you walking home! * Ten looks at Herman. "I'm so right, right?" * Lukas shakes his head and then looks to Herman. "I didn't say I'd walk. We'll have to invite you over sometime." * Herman snickers. Yeah. If you do, I can get you home the fast way. Seriously, that'd be cool. Maybe when we're not getting shot at. * Ten grins and twirls. "Yay! We never get visitors!" * Lukas nods. "Yeah, well, it's not exactly homey. Also, most visitors would have to wonder about your boxes and boxes and boxes of clothing." A smirk, then a slight wave. "When you're not about dead, then." * Ten grins and proudly declares "ALL MINE!" * Herman slight waves back. "Same to you. ... And man, did she always talk that much when nobody else was around?" * Lukas grins and says, "You were luckier when she thought it was fun to hide talking from you." Hey! I so don't talk that much! I was quiet the whole time I was playing games! Wasn't I Herman? * Herman snickers. "Yeah, you were. Okay." * Ten point at Lukas. "See? See?" * Lukas rolls his eyes. "One day I'll make good on my promise to install a words-per-minute counter in you." Then we'll see. Waaaah! I've only got so much memory you know! We'll do it in hardware. * Lukas heads doorward. Hey! What happened to cab calling and stuff? Bike-checking, then cab-calling. * Herman waves. "See you." * Lukas opens the door and waves behind him with his one free hand. "Get some goddamn sleep." G'night! Sleep well! On it. Make sure he doesn't collapse on the way home, okay Ten? Sure thing! * Lukas rolls his eyes and steps out. "Ah, good. Like magic." And then he shuts the door behind him! [END OMG.]