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OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING.
Sig watched the madness unfold as Clara started firing, Germain freaking out, Crys did some weird as shape-shifting, then passed out in a pool of his own blood as Keith ran away. Why is this happening. Sig looked to Alice, hoping to find a beacon of rationality in all of the chaos, only to find her looking as clueless and alarmed as she felt.
Sig tried to calm down, everything was happening too fast. Oh wait. Duh. Sig watched as everything around her slowed down, before blurring as she began to move, taking in her surroundings. Germain's gone, too. I was panicking for too long. Well, first things first. Sig ran over to Crys, being careful as possible not to get blood on her, and checked his pulse and his breathing. He seems okay. Freaky power though. Then, she ran over to the window, picking up the larger shards of glass as quickly and carefully as she could, leaving the ones too small on the floor. Now to catch Keith. Sig ran out of the room, looking through the hallways, then through the door to the front yard, until coming upon Germain and Keith wrestling on the floor. So that's where Germain went. Failing to stop at them, Sig slowed down and skidded to a stop about ten feet away from where the boys were struggling. Damn, my fingers are still vibrating. Trying to ignore them as much as possible, Sig stalked over to Keith and Germain.
"Alright guys, come on let's go back to the- AH GOD!" Sig yelled out as she realized that Germain was bleeding heavily from his nose. Jesus Christ. Sig rushed (Not too fast. Keep it steady.) over to Germain, getting him off of Keith and pulling him into a seated position. Sig turned to Keith, "I know you're really freaked out right now, but we all are, okay? You need to calm the fuck down. Alright?" Startled and a little dazed, Keith plopped down on the floor next to her.
"Now take off your shirt."
"What?! Why?" Keith shrieked, leaning away from her, looking ready to bolt again. Sig sighed, grabbed Keith's arm and pulled him closer to her with one arm while still holding Germain up with the other. "To try and stop the bleeding. If he bleeds for too long, he'll die." Sig said, a little exasperated. "Oh." Keith said, embarrassed, while tugging off his shirt and handing it to her. "Thanks." Sig mopped up some of the blood on Germain's face before getting to his nose to apply pressure. "Now what exactly happened before he started bleeding?" Sig asked. " Um well, I was freaking out, but then he came and he got me and then we- we were on the floor and I was freaking out. And he was- he was- he was saying something, but I wasn't listening, and then he started bleeding-" As Keith pushed through the story he began to hyperventilate.
"Stop." Sig said calmly but loudly. "Take a deep breath. Come on, take a breath with me." Keith followed her instructions, coming down from his freak out.
"Alright, you need to go get Alice. Unless you know first aid."
Sig watched the madness unfold as Clara started firing, Germain freaking out, Crys did some weird as shape-shifting, then passed out in a pool of his own blood as Keith ran away. Why is this happening. Sig looked to Alice, hoping to find a beacon of rationality in all of the chaos, only to find her looking as clueless and alarmed as she felt.
Sig tried to calm down, everything was happening too fast. Oh wait. Duh. Sig watched as everything around her slowed down, before blurring as she began to move, taking in her surroundings. Germain's gone, too. I was panicking for too long. Well, first things first. Sig ran over to Crys, being careful as possible not to get blood on her, and checked his pulse and his breathing. He seems okay. Freaky power though. Then, she ran over to the window, picking up the larger shards of glass as quickly and carefully as she could, leaving the ones too small on the floor. Now to catch Keith. Sig ran out of the room, looking through the hallways, then through the door to the front yard, until coming upon Germain and Keith wrestling on the floor. So that's where Germain went. Failing to stop at them, Sig slowed down and skidded to a stop about ten feet away from where the boys were struggling. Damn, my fingers are still vibrating. Trying to ignore them as much as possible, Sig stalked over to Keith and Germain.
"Alright guys, come on let's go back to the- AH GOD!" Sig yelled out as she realized that Germain was bleeding heavily from his nose. Jesus Christ. Sig rushed (Not too fast. Keep it steady.) over to Germain, getting him off of Keith and pulling him into a seated position. Sig turned to Keith, "I know you're really freaked out right now, but we all are, okay? You need to calm the fuck down. Alright?" Startled and a little dazed, Keith plopped down on the floor next to her.
"Now take off your shirt."
"What?! Why?" Keith shrieked, leaning away from her, looking ready to bolt again. Sig sighed, grabbed Keith's arm and pulled him closer to her with one arm while still holding Germain up with the other. "To try and stop the bleeding. If he bleeds for too long, he'll die." Sig said, a little exasperated. "Oh." Keith said, embarrassed, while tugging off his shirt and handing it to her. "Thanks." Sig mopped up some of the blood on Germain's face before getting to his nose to apply pressure. "Now what exactly happened before he started bleeding?" Sig asked. " Um well, I was freaking out, but then he came and he got me and then we- we were on the floor and I was freaking out. And he was- he was- he was saying something, but I wasn't listening, and then he started bleeding-" As Keith pushed through the story he began to hyperventilate.
"Stop." Sig said calmly but loudly. "Take a deep breath. Come on, take a breath with me." Keith followed her instructions, coming down from his freak out.
"Alright, you need to go get Alice. Unless you know first aid."
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