Ira: *blinks and looks around, sagging somewhat and nearly stumbles from the sudden release of pressure* Uhg... Oh, that felt bad... *shakes himself and looks up* Hey, at least half of my plan worked - freaking you out did do some good after all. *calls up to Garret* You okay up there? No hard feelings?
*no answer*
Taryn: *mouth agape for a moment, finally shakes her head and marches up to Ira, and punches him on the shoulder* You jerk! Geeze... *also calls up to Garret* What do you see up there? Is there a way to get out of here?
Lisette: *lets out a little squeek as Garret flies up and crashes through the glass. A second later there is a bright flash of light and a loud bang. Lisette is gone, though tiny sparks of light are everywhere and if watched, drift closer and closer to the spot she was in*
Garret: *a small tickle of blood leaks over the edge of the roof and drips into the warehouse. Garret's leg doesn't even twitch and he doesn't respond to Ira or Taryn*
Ira: *smile drops off his face as fast as lightning and his expresion goes slack* aaaw....shit... He musta banged his head. *paces for a moment...* Think, Ira...think.... *watches the blood drip into a splattered puddle* Hrm... I wonder..... *kneels down to it and sticks his fingers into the still-warm blood, picking up Garret's signature, and anchoring onto his personal gravity and with gritted teeth starts to sink into the puddle of blood, fully disappearing, and begins to leap up from one droplet to the next above him in the dripping stream until he reaches the roof and Garret's wound and then pulls himself out with an effort and a gasp* Uhg, that felt so gross... Garret? Garret, man? *leans over him, genuine worry on his face*
Taryn: *watches as Ira...melts into the pool of blood with confusion and horror* What....what.... *Then Ira disappears and she's left standing in an seemingly empty warehouse, and turning around to look notices the reforming spores of light* Lisette? Ira? Garret?
Garret: *something akin to a low moan of pain escapes Garret's lips, though he still seems mostly unconscious. He's bleeding from a small head wound, where he went through the glass head first.*
Lisette: *after a few moments, the spores of light congregate to the spot where Lisette was and reform into her. She has a shocked look on her face, and is more than a little confused* Did I...? Where's Ira? How long was I... exploded for?
Ira: *frowns and looks about, getting a view from the roof top for the first time* Hang in there, Garret... I gotta plan. *hangs his head in over the edge* Hey, Taryn, Lisette, I got an idea, hold on a second, okay? *disappears from the hole and drags Garret away from the broken glass and takes a deep breath*
Taryn: Lisette! I...you...exploded for? Uh, I dunno...maybe a couple minutes. Are you okay? *startled by Ira's head appearing over the edge of the broken window* Ira! How the hell did you get up there? What the hell is going on? Is Garret alright?
Lisette: *nods* I'm glad I'm not the only one confused right now.
Garret: *bleeds*
Lisette: *moves closer to Taryn, looking up through the hole where Ira was a moment ago* I'm scared to think what he's up to now.
Ira: Sorry man... I'll take your word for this being okay, alright? Because you ain't doing so good, and I gotta get the girls outta there, alright? Alright. Good...here goes.... *sinks into Garret fully and feels his limbs fill Garrets, connecting with muscles, nerves, skin, bones.... /alright now, easy does it.../ Opens Garret's eyes and sits him up, pulling the blood pouring from his head back into his body, and clots it, then stands him up. /Alright...so the breathing, the gill-things....ah, here they are.../ Flares out the gills and practices with a couple deep breaths and then practices lifting Garret off the roof a couple feet with a small blast of wind. /Okay...so it's not flight, so much as propulsion...we can work with that.../ Using Garret's voice: "Clear a space down there, I'm coming in... *Jumps into the opening of the window and takes a breath, letting it out with the gills to slow before crashing into the floor* "Taryn, Lisette, I'm going to take you both up at once, just in case, come here and hold on tight..."
Taryn: Garret! *smiles and rushes forward before catching the look on Garret's face and slows down.* Garret? Garret... *peers into the dull eyes and catches sight of a light behind them.* Oh, no...oh, Ira?? Ira, is that you? That's not right! ...wait, what do you mean, hold tight? *looks Garret's body over and shudders involuntarily.* This is so wrong... *shaking her head, wraps her arms about Garret's waist and closes her eyes*
Lisette: *more than a little creeped out herself, she slowly moves forward and holds on to Garret-Ira* Wrong does not seem to fully capture how weird and screwed up this is... *shudders* Thank goodness I can't explode again for a little while. *closes her eyes and waits to find out what happens next*
Ira: Alright, here goes nothin'.... *inhales a deep breath with Garret's gills and storing it for a second to build up force, squeezes the girls tight to Garret's chest with stronger arms than he's used to and let's out the blast, propelling them up, up, through the window, up into bright daylight, and then starts to fall back towards the hole, and with little puffs propels them forward to land on safe roof. Once safely settled, he lets go of them and steps back*
Taryn: *feels her stomach plummet into her feet as the lurch hauls her off the ground and up into the air. Only once her feet are touching the roof does she dare open her eyes, and only after a careful look around does she unclasp her hands and step away.* Okay...that was...different. *clears her throat* Now, out of that man's body! *scales starting to rise as the cold air of outside cools her*
Lisette: *lets go of Garret-Ira and stumbles back a few steps* That wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, but still too weird for me. *she stares at Garret-Ira* How did you... no, wait. I don't want to know. *looks around now that they are out of the warehouse* Ummm... where the heck are we?
Ira: Okay, this guy is still out cold, so when I pull out, make sure he doesn't fall, alright? *then he starts to pull himself out of the nerves and bones and skin and joints and blood, seeping out through Garret's back and pulling away, fully Ira, clothes and all, like stepping out of a doorway. Takes a deep breath and then shakes himself* Fweeew! Uh, that's better. I'm glad that worked...
Taryn: *seizes Garret's arm as Ira voices his warning and holds on, feeling the strapping man become dead weight in her hands as Ira leaves him and Garret's body slumps* Oof! He's heavy! Lisette, help me lay him down...
Lisette: *leaps forward as Garret's body slumps and grabs his other arm, helping Taryn lower the man to the ground as gently as they can* Okay, we're out, and Garret's really out. *sighs* Any ideas for what comes next? I think Garret needs medical attention, but where or how we get there I have no idea. *wishes she knew where they were*
Garret: *lets out a bit of a strangled moan as Ira leaves him, but is still out cold*
Ira: Okay.... So, what now? There are other rooftops, that with Garret's powers we could get to... I see security cameras, though... Three that I can see from here. That means private property - either privately owned or some company's... *turns and looks at them, hands on his hips* So? You guys wanna hazard the ground, or try to travel from up here?
Taryn: *frowns thoughtfully* Well... I don't think you should puppet Garret any more without his permission. That means finding a way to get down. I'd feel safer on the ground, anyhow, it'd be easier to move about if we need to. Is there any ladder or something...drain pipe? gutter? Anything we can climb down by?
Lisette: *moves cautiously towards one edge of the rooftop and peers over* There is an alley along this side, filled with garbage mainly. No movement but also no ladder or fire escape either. I'm guessing this is one side, so... *points to the other edges not directly across from her* One of those is the front and the other the back.
Garret: *twitches slightly, a small sound of pain emanating from him, but his eyes still don't crack open yet*
Ira: *chews his lip at Garret* Are you sure I can't get inside him once more, just to move him down off the roof? I mean, he's good n' strong, he'd be safer to move down via his own muscles than if any of us tried to carry him down... *ruffles his own hair*
Taryn: *glares at him* You're completely incorrigible, y'know that? *walks over to one of the directions Lisette pointed out* Uh... this looks like it could be a front...or back. There's a door that's been welded shut, by the looks of things, and a security camera. There are some crates by the door, but they're only two feet high at most, it'd be a bit of a drop down to them.
Lisette: *also glares at Ira, then goes to check the other side opposite fro Taryn* This looks more like the back from what I can gather. No door or cameras, a slightly rusty drainpipe and... a flatbed tractor trailer. No cab, just the bed. It has something blockish under a tarp, but I have no idea what. It's not a huge drop, but without knowing what's under the tarp...
Garret: *groans* Don't.... even... think about... touching... me... *his eyes flutter a bit and crack open, looking sightlessly towards Ira*
Ira: Oh, hey man! I'm glad you're awake! You had me real worried... I patched up your head for you, and nothing seems to be broken, but you prolly should still take'r easy, eh? *squats down next to him* Can...you sit? I'm not sure if you're concussed or not.
Taryn: Garret! *rushes over and kneels neck to him* Are you alright? *peers into his face, her own lightly covered in scales again* You got us out, Garret... *smiles*
Garret: *limp thumbs up* I don't know how, but if we're out, that's good. *he tries to sit up but ends up slumping back to a laid out position* I think I just need to lay here a while... and what do you mean _you_ patched up my head. *reaches up to touch the wound and winces in pain*
Lisette: *looks back to Garret and smiles. Him being conscious is a good thing. Though it still doesn't solve the problem of getting down*
Ira: *nervous smile* Stopped the bleeding... What? So, hey, don't touch it! Don't be pickin at that scab... You still gotta heal, alright? Besides, no one else was strong enough to do what you did, man. S'a good thing we had you. *stands and rubs his hands together* Now, I'm gonna look at getting off this roof, who's with me? *hastily walks away towards the edge Lisette reported on*
Taryn: *stares off after Ira wonderingly and then turns her attentions back to Garret* Are you sure you're alright? Is there anything I can do to help? *shifts herself to sitting* I mean, we can't leave you here, and Ira was right... we can't move you by ourselves. You're heavy, you know.
Garret: *half propped up, he shakes his head* No... I don't think I am alright. I have a headache that could kill a horse and everything looks kind of foggy and pulsing. I'm having trouble concentrating too. *tries to sit up again and his eyes roll back, but he fights through and remains seated though he's wavering a bit*
Lisette: *looks over the edge again* It's a short jump to whatever that is under there, but risky. It could be anything. Bricks, bags of cement, wooden crates, or even bundle of that pink insulation stuff.
Ira: *grins at her and wiggles his eyebrows* Well, let's live dangerously! Geronimo! *leaps off the roof onto the tarp, lands sprawling, rolls over and comes to a stop. A distinct reverberating clang rings out when he hits it* what the... *feels at the tarp* Metal, I think... *knocks on it, the clang rings out again*
Taryn: *reaches aronud his shoulders and hugs them a little, trying to be supportive* Well, take your time, Garret... There's no rush. No need to push yourself, okay? *peers at him concernedly* I don't know anything about first aid, but you look pretty concussed to me...
Lisette: *holds her breath at Ira jumps, not caring* Metal? *she echoes after wincing due to Ira's landing. The flatbed was fairly close, but the drop down was still a good six to eight feet and if he landed on something metal, it still had to sting* Are you alright? What is it?
Garret: *rubs his eyes* I feel really concussed. I may need help moving. Staying up here on the roof is not something I want to do. Plus, if I have a concussion, medical treatment is necessary. And I doubt an ambulance can get up here easily. *he tries to get one foot under himself* Help me stand Taryn. *drapes his arm over her shoulder*
Ira: Aw, yeah, sure... Bruises won't kill ya! *calls up cheerfully, but is clearly wincing as he pulls himself to his knees and feels around under the tarp* I dunno? A storage container, maybe? Kinda weird it's next to the warehouse, and not...y'know, -in- it. *tries to find an edge to the tarp and succeeds in lifting a flap of it* What the... Looks like a...portable, of some sort. Like... Like a grins up at her* Like the TARDIS! I'm gonna get a better look at this thing... *shimmies down the tarp to the ground and slips under the lifted flap*
Taryn: *supports him as best as she can, bent under his weight* Are you sure? We can wait if you need more time... Afterall, how are you going to move around like this? You can't climb down off the roof in this state. I mean, you broke the window with your -head- Garret, you knocked yourself out pretty solidly. Maybe we should wait for Ira...
Garret: *does his best to support the majority of his own weight. Most of what Taryn is saying goes right through his brain without registering. Which is common for those who are concussed. He'd not thinking all that clearly* I'd rather be moving. We've been cooped up for too long already. *blinks* I broke the window with my head?
Lisette: Like a what!? *confused since she has no idea what a TARDIS is* Ira? IRA!?
Ira: *pokes his head out* A TARDIS! Dr. Who? No? Nevermind, I'm a huge nerd. There's a door under here, but, of course it's locked. No windows or anything, to see in. There's this solid piping on it, maybe electricity? I mean, if this is just a port-a-potty or something, it's the damn fanciest one I've ever seen. Looks -way- more sophistocated than the warehouse's quality.
Taryn: *patient and careful to move slowly to keep him from strainin himself* Yeah, with your head! You all but FLEW up when Ira got too close and Rocket Man'd your way through the glass, head first. You were unconscious right away. So, please, don't strain yourself. I'm gonna do my best to get you to a hospital as soon as I can, but you can't go and die on me before I can -find- one, please?
Garret: *nods* I'll try not to die until after we find a hospital. *looks at Taryn through bleary eyes* You know, now that I'm used to the scales, you're kind of cute. *starts towards where Lisette is yelling for Ira*
Lisette: Whatever it is doesn't matter right now. Can you see any easier way down? Garret is on his feet and concussed pretty badly. We need to get him to a doctor as soon as possible.
Ira: Oh, I know an easy way to get him down, but uh...it doesn't seem to make me popular around here, y'know? *quirks a kind of pained smile* But uh... let me look around and see if I can find a ladder or a rope or something...
Taryn: *flushes and the scales harden to shimmer a little, spreading the rosey hue into her hair* Er... You're concussed... Here, careful around the edge, alright. Hey, Lisette, where's Ira? *honestly lost sight of him in her attentions over Garret*
Lisette: Ira jumped off the backside of the building. *she responds without turning, then realizes how what she said sounded* He's okay, and looking for a way for us to get Garret down safely. *turns* Are you guys okay? Do you need a hand with him?
Garret: *a little spaced out in the eyes, but aware* I'll be okay. I'm just leaning on Taryn a bit. *blinks* Did you just say Ira jumped off the building?
Ira: Oi! I'm down here! *waving his arms over his head* I found a TARDIS!! *convinced it's something cool by now* But, uh... I don't think it'll help you guys get down... But I'm trying to build a staircase here... *dumps another crate on top of his hap hazard stack* Gotta get more, be back!!
Taryn: *peers over the edge carefully, still trying to support Garret's weight* Sheesh... That guy runs off energizers, I'm sure... But the crates might just work...
Garret: *tries to look over the edge too, but is attacked by a sudden wave of dizziness and steps back* Whoa... that's not pleasant. Maybe I'll just sit down here and rest a bit after all. It's gonna take Ira a bit to build the crates up anyways. *blinks and recalls some first aid stuff* Just don't let me fall asleep okay?
Lisette: *shakes her head at Ira* It's some Dr. How thing or something. I have no idea what he's so excited about. *looks back to Garret* Yes, rest and we won't let you sleep. No worries. *she smiles* We have to take care of our hero.
Ira: *puffing pretty good by this time, drags a barrel towards the wall, a couple wooden crates and a milkcrate stacks wobblingly on top, he places the water barrel at the bottom and starts arranging his assortment of crates to as stable as he can make them, climbing half-up it in order to place the higher boxes, then standing on the top of the pile, holding onto the wall for support calls up*
Ira: I think that's probably as high as it should go or it's gonna get dangerous. Can you guys climb down to here?
Taryn: *Helps Garret sit and squeezes his shoulders gently* Don't worry, we've got you. *smiles at him and then Lisette, then distracted by Ira's call and shifts a little to peer over* I'm sure I could make that, but I dunno if Garret can... *glances back at him* How are you feeling?
Garret: *seated, he takes some deep breaths with closed eyes* I'm feeling a little more stable. *opens his eyes* Lisette, why don't you climb down to Ira and make sure things are stable. Taryn can help me over to the edge as I try and climb down, then she can follow once you two have me stable. *smiles* Does that sound okay? *looks to Taryn and Lisette in turn*
Lisette: *nods* I think that makes sense. I don't see that we have much of a choice even if it didn't though. *makes her way to the edge and slips over, dangling for a moment* How do I look Ira? Am I close to the top of your structure? *curses being the shortest of them*
Ira: *watches Lisette's bottom come into view and grins for a moment* You look fine to me... *shakes his head, softly chuckling to himself* Anyway, I'm here... I'll catch you... *reaches his hands up, letting the pull growing between them direct her gravity*
Taryn: Alright then, you let me know when you're ready, alright? I'll make sure you get over okay. *watches Lisette with a little concern, hoping this all works, and that they don't end up with any more injuries*
Lisette: *she can almost feel Ira's eyes on her and sighs* Focus Ira... focus. *cringes as her mind delves into what he might focus on, but she pushes it away and lets herself go, hoping he really is ready to catch her* Squee! *lands in front of Ira and turns, relief on her face* Thank you. *looks back up* Okay, Garret, when you're ready.
Garret: *still seated* Okay... give me another moment or two. Make sure whatever Ira built can hold the three of us while I get prepared. *takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly* I'll need you to help me up in a moment Taryn. And thank you.
Ira: *pulls his hands away as Lisette lands to prevent himself from getting sucked in and shakes his fingers out behind him, feeling the stack shift but not wobble.* Fwew... Alright... Alright, so far so good... *calls up* Okay Garret, man... We're ready for you!
Taryn: *gets to her feet and holds her hands out to Garret* When you're ready... *calls over her shoulder to the other two* How's that 'staircase' holding up? Can it take another two?
Lisette: *shifts her weight on the staircase a bit, seeing how wobbly or shifty it is, but it still seems decently stable* It seems stable enough. I think it'll hold us. I can always jump off if it starts to groan or anything.
Garret: *another deep breath as he shifts his feet in preparation to stand. He grabs Taryn's hands, pushing himself to stand without pulling her down in the process* Alright, lets get off this roof shall we? *walks to the edge and fights off any dizziness, then prepares to slip over the edge* Okay, we're ready here, are you two good?
Ira: *reaches his hands up again, locking on to Garret and pulling him towards him subtly* Yup, we're ready... I've got you stable, so just move slow and hold on, alright? Don't want you falling off...
Taryn: *holding on to Garret's arm* How about you sit down on the edge, put your feet over and lower yourself from there? It might help lessen the shock?
Garret: *nods at both Ira and Taryn, though Ira couldn't see the nod* Okay... sounds good. *sits down on the edge, then rolls onto his stomach to lower himself down as controlled as he can* I know my butt isn't as nice to look at as Lisette's, but am I lined up?
Lisette: *blushes slightly, but keeps her mind on the task at hand* Doing good Garret, how do you feel? *reaches for his hip, but can't reach just yet*
Ira: *steers Garret towards the crates by letting the pull increase a little* Alright, lower yourself a little more and you're good! *sweating a bit now from the effort of restraint*
Taryn: *squatting on the roof in her bunched t-shirt of a pair of shirts and leans back, holding on to his hands to support his weight* Let me know when you're ready to drop, and I'll let go, okay?
Garret: I think I'm doing okay. *gets comfortable with the idea of dropping from the edge of the roof onto a structure Ira built* Well, I'm as ready as I'm gonna get. Here I come guys, brace yourselves. *lets go of Taryn and the roof edge, dropping to the others with a heavy thump*
Lisette: *guides Garret down as soon as she can reach him, but knows Ira is having the greater affect* Gotcha! *tries to keep him stable as the crates wobble again* I'll help you down if Ira will help Taryn.
Ira: *grins at Garret a little sheepishly, and again starts flicking his fingers behind him* I'm glad you're alright, man... *clears his throat awkwardly and looks up to the roof* Taryn? I'm ready when you are... *reaches his hands up again, expression taut with focus and growing discomfort*
Taryn: *peers over the edge, waiting for Garret and Lisette to climb to safety before climbing down herself, then following Garret's method, swings her legs over, rolls onto her stomach and dangles from her elbows with a grunt* I hope you're ready, Ira, because I can't hold myself long like thiiiis.... *slips off and tumbles down into Ira's arms, who grabs her, starts to sink and then drops her like a hot potato before he slips entirely* Oof! Ouch, Ira... Some gentleman you are...
Lisette: *got Garret to the ground before Taryn climbed down off the rooftop* Okay... a little bumpy but everyone is alright. *hears Ira drop Taryn and cringes* Well... mostly alright. You okay Taryn? *glares at Ira*
Garret: Free at last. *looks around as the others descend* Now... where are we? *nothing looks familiar, but he already knew they weren't in his neck of the woods. Heck, he didn't even know how far from his neck of the woods they were*
Ira: *fully wheezing by this time and in considerable pain, shoots a defensive look at both the girls* Hey...give me...some credit... Dropping you was better...than gettin' under....your skin... *sits down to rest on top of the stack and wipes the sweat from his face with a shirt-sleeve* Uhg... I don't want to do that again, alright? No more rooftops...
Taryn: *blinks at that, having forgotten that Ira's power wasn't something that went away, like hers* S-sorry... *clears her throat and stands, dusting herself off, calls to Lisette* I'm fine, really... *climbs down the stack to stand on the ground, her feet quite scaley from the cold ground* What now?
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