NP Under Seage

[Demoan Syndel]

Danatoth stalks into the bar. His bone scythe coiled around his arm and he'd stalk towards the counter looking over to those around. "Hmm, I need a wine." He would say while tapping a single digit on the skull that held the blade. His silver eyes drifted about as he settled down looking around.

Darius Tanaka slipped into the bar from the front doors looking about the area quietly moving to the counter and slipping over it and onto the floor. He had a long bundle wrapped in assorted clothes in his hand one would note as Combat boots make a light thud as they hit and he would move over to the counter murmuring to himself somewhat as eyes roamed over the choices of liquore and beers they had. He would disregard the everclear for tonight and grab the bottle of jack daniels and would turn making his coat sway some. As it did, six knives could be sean upon his belt in sheathes. These knives were not ordinary knives having enchantments upon them which he liked. He obviously had been somewhere this day but as to were that would be kept to him for now. Stretches some. He would look at the male that entered and eyes would go to the bone scythe making note of it for the moment then nods to the male "coming right up sir" Dar would turn and get Danatoth a glass of wine and place it beore him on a napkin with the letters NP on then the slips into his seat with the jack and takes a long drink from it head back some eyes closed before setting it down on the counter sighing softly and playcing the long bundle wrapped into clothes on a seat next to him. It looked like it could be a sword but who knew

Ticonic skipped into the random bar, her expression the same goofy grin she usually wore. Not really sure what to expect, the felinistic hallucination plopped herself down in a seat, right in the center of everything. She didn't say anything at first, just looked around quizzically, her tail wrapped around her waist like a fluffy rainbow seat of its own. Though she wasn't exactly sure of where she was, she was sure at least that SOMEONE around here had to be pretty cool. That's how it usually worked, after all!

Danatoth's tail flicks behind him as it would brush along the floor. Then his eyes drifted to Ticonic for a few seconds and then down to his wine. He'd lift the glass to his lips and took a sip of it's contents before letting his eyes drift closed.

Darius Tanaka ears flick every now and then and he would crack his neck some rubbing it as he took another long drink of the jack setting the bottle down again. Dar would look up and watch the newcomer enter the bar and sit down taking a seat. Eyees would roam over that rainbow tail having not seen anything like it and would smile to the fem "Goodevning, may i get you anything? "would ask as he would sit back in his seat some arms apon the counter

Ticonic thought about it for a good long moment, one fluffy yellow ear giving a twitch. "Um...." she finally said, with a little hesitation, "Do you have anything that comes with a tiny paper umbrella? Those are usually delicious." Sage advice, coming from her. Apparently this one liked girly drinks.

Danatoth's eyes opened and narrowed as a dark grin spreads across his lips. "Hmm...tiny umbrella? Curious." He said in his cool voice before reaching up to sip more at his wine. That tail then slid along his chair as he'd relax himself.

Darius Tanaka nods and smiles "Yes we have a couple of those, the good ones id recomend are pina coladas, long island ice tea, or Cosmo" would sit back and await her order. Takes another drink of the jack daniles and sets the bottle down stretching some and glances over to the male as he spoke " If you need anything else let me know sir, my name is Darius or just Dar" turns back to the fem

Teela Necahual made her way inside the bar, leather clinging to her form like a second skin. Her thick tail flicked from one side to the other, slapping her legs with each stride. Keen ears sat atop her head, settled forwards with an obvious desire to catch even the sound of a pin drop. When she passed into the room, Teela looked around in a quick survey before moving to the bar. She moved to the side where no one was sitting and hopped atop the bar with her back to the inside and facing the patrons. One leg was tossed across the other just above the knee and hands came to rest upon the bar on either side of her. Without so much as a word, she looked around again, then let her eyes close and ears and nose take over her search. What she was looking for, if anything, would never be known, or perhaps she was concentrating for other reasons.

Domino Naldrissa head peeks up from beneath the bar, sleepy eyed, stress showing from her lightly puffed out fur as she mews at the staff attending and the patrons even, grumbling lightly under her breath in kitten fashion til she slips under the bar again and curls up, hidden, sleepy and likely in a mood from the looks of things.

[#] ERRRRRRRRRRR ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR sounds the alarms as a voice is heard over the P.A system. " RED ALERT . RED ALERT. Security breach in sectors one three, five and six. Intruders armed and fireing. I repeat we have live fire within the peramiter. " You would suddenly hear the crackle of rapid fire from outer rooms and the upstairs. Glass shattering and wood splintering. Security scrambling out exits towards the gun fire . There would be screams and loud grouling houls coming from all over. Yet you see nothing but security scramble and hear the sounds of a gun fight a couple rooms away.

Danatoth's arm sings out sensing death and his scythe came to bear. "Ah! Looks like there's some fun around here afterall." He'd say and it would uncurl into it's true form as his eyes gave a faint white glow as he'd stand looking to the door. His mind raced wondering if he should summon his greatest pet to assit them or should he leave the bar floor intact.

Ticonic would grin as she went to reply to the tender, mouth opening to order one of those Pina Coladas... When the alarm went off. The change in her demeanor was instant. Tall posture suddenly turned into a half-crouch, her ears flattening against her head. Her wings, both pairs, tightened against her back, and her tail fuzzed up like a rainbow pipe cleaner. "What the fuck?" She might have looked afraid, but her voice was more... Irked. She might as well have finished that exclamation with 'how dare they interupt me in my barhopping'.

Darius Tanaka watches as Teela entered the bar and would nod to her "Evning Teela" ears twitch and blinks as the sound of gunfire and the warnings blared over the loudspeakers. Grabs the bundle from his seat unwrapping the clothes around it displaying the long sword he had entered the bar with. Growls some and would look to the male standing up. Then would stand himself looking to the fem "Stay here, you will be safe hopefully" glances about the area and hand draws one of his magical daggers from the sheaths and looks to Teela a moment before he would do anything.

Danatoth scratches his chin looking to Darius for a bit. "Now, I should ask. Need something large, and wild to help you defend this place?" He asked and would hold his scythe waiting for someone to be stupid enough to charge in infront of the necromancer. "Or can we acctually get outside long enough for me to summon my big pet?"

Teela Necahual nodded to Dar at his greeting, eyes remaining closed for the time. She was more than aware of the patrons before her but said nothing to them since they were already being taken care of. Teela's ears pinned at the offending sound of the alarm. To hear, the sound was deafening even more so to those around. Once closed eyes snapped open, though she in no way appeared startled. Teela was deadly calm and only the twitch of her tail betrayed her mannerism. Her gaze swept the bar room as though to ensure there were, thus far, none present that shouldn't have been. Legs were uncrossed as she slipped from the bar, movements as fluid and smooth as ever. With patrons present, she couldn't afford to lose her calm nor to go running off.

Domino Naldrissa Unfortunately wasn't so calm at that moment, riled from her nap she suddenly bumps up against the underside of the bar, forgetting where she was as she shifts from kitten to full blown, horse sized feral hellcat form, bowing up the bartop as.' #W$#%#$@#!!!!!!" is heard from under the bars surface before she manages to slip shadow like from under neat, likely would be rubbing at her abused skull if she weren't in her feral form at that moment, on guard now and spurting flames from her whole being, pissed as all hades from the sudden blare that woke her up.

Demoan Syndel came running down the steps fallowed by a hail of bullet spray that would rip through the glass at her back as she dives for cover behind one of the booths. P8s raised and returning fire as she moves backing away . Bullets ripping through her flesh as she jerks from the impacts and stumbles back a few more steps. A body would fall down out of the stairwell and spill onto the floor fallowed by several large fast moving male werewolves wearing vests with B.O.W. symbols. She dove over the counter top onto the floor behind the bar as bullets would break bottles and glass behind the bar . She would pop up once fireing a single shot taking one of the wolves dead center of his forhead. But it would cost her as a bullet rips through her chest sending her flying backwards into the shelves shattering glass and bottles as she crashes to the floor . The wolves seem to be focused on Dem and not others. Odd perhaps if noticed with all this chaos, Dem made no sounds of pain. Not from one of the several bullets that had caught thier mark. She was already trying to drag herself off the floor now.

[#] one wolf falls to the shot to his forhead but not before taking good aim on the Demon known as Demoan. Six still remained however and were making thier way for the counter and Demoan. Thier eyes searching others and passing them over as thier focus returns to the female Demon. They seemed to dismiss the others as if of a single thought train.

Danatoth watches as one of the wolves fall and he'd slid over towards it before putting a hand on it's corpse. He started a spell to raise it once again, only this time it would be nothing but a puppet in Dan's The silver bones along his coat started to pull from the cloth and would form into a protective minion while the necromancer prepares to raise one dead as a meat shield.

Ticonic had a really sucky sense of death, so it really didn't cross her mind in the least that the bullet-filled one should be preparing for a dirt nap. It only crossed her mind that these guys were REALLY ruining her evening, jeez. The hallucination growled a little, finally standing up and turning around. "Hey! What's this shit all about?!" She didn't pull out any weapons or start doing any magical nonsense... Because she didn't have any. Just the annoyance of sticking around when not wanted, and inability to die herself.

Darius Tanaka blinks seeing Dem come crashing in then ducks as she flys over the bar with a hail of gunfire. As soon as it stopped he would see the bullet rip through Dems chest and he would stand three daggers in his hand and would throw them hard. The daggers take one of the wolves in the throat killing it. A few seconds later the daggers disspaer and reaper in the sheaths on his belt. He grins some seeing the necromancer at work which was good, at least he was able to fight and take care of himself. As a second wolf would move over the counter he would use the fact that they only seemed to target Dem, which he found strangly odd, to his advantage and slice off the head of the second wolf and would rush to Dems side sword in hand "Dem" Reaches out for her touching her shoulder and would look over whatever wound she had and would check for vitals real quick to make sure she was alive. Eyes would be kept open though for any incoming enemys. Then blinks at the fem "GET DOWN!!"

Teela Necahual leaped across the bar as bullets flew, her distaste for being shot at more than evident as blue eyes came alive with a firey blue light. That blue was quickly swollowed as pits of fanthomless black engolfed all color leaving only an illuminated jagged white ring where pupils should've been. Teela landed behind the counter on hands and toes, crouched to avoid the bullets that sprayed the area. Where her hands and feet met the floor, rings of electricity began to gather and what appeared to be static electricity was creeping across the floor towards her like frantic worms. A snarl rose to Teela's throat as she stood for an instant, hand turned palm up as lightening spilled from her palm, frying the wolf nearest her to mere ashes, a tribute to the fact she'd been practicing. "What the hell!" she half growled... then saw the B.O.W. symbles on them. So these were the asshole who'd made her what she'd become... They would soon learn what a mistake that was.

Domino Naldrissa leaps cat quick into the path between the assailants and Dem, features narrowed in a snarl as silver flames erupt from her maw and create a reverse curved shield before the point of her nose, tail flashing in agitation from her nap being spoiled, then seeing dem get hit by gun fire, all rather annoying, and pissing the hell cat femme off as she focuses intent on conjuring her full ability at the attackers, infernal flames creeping round her paws and body as they start to slowly surge up her body towards her flame conjuring brought into being to defend Dem from further gunshots.

Tattooz Strolled through the doors and down the stairs un aware of what might be instow for Him this Very night. His HeadPhones ringing out Master of Puppets, in which he'd go about mutter-singing the words to himself. swaying with a bit of pep to his step you could say. his eye's went wide though after his ears cought gun fire and His body hit the floor. reguardless of Being aimed at or hit or what not. " Holy Shit!" Getting up and just staring about the action. And He thought He'd seen it all at His Place.. His Left hand seemed to have a hold of a shiny chrome forty five magnum. Not aimed at anyone, but held out of reaction.." " What the fucks going on here.." He muttered out .. Taking a seat and turning to watch the patron side action..

Demoan Syndel: She was already trying to drag herself off the floor now when Darius came towards her. The guns on the floor as she drew one of her daggers throwing it catching the wolf in the shoulder causing it to crash into the back bar nearby. Most deffinatly not killing the damn thing. Dem was in full self preservation mode. She was weak and had taken to many shots in one days time. Some might have thought her on a death wish. Little did they know she was trying to take down as many as she could before she died and it wasnt what she wanted but she knew it was coming. When Teela cut loose Dem drew back with a hissing yelp from the brightness of the lightening bolt.She would then move grabbing up her guns and reloading with fresh clips as she began firing once more at the crowd of wolves. Her aim was off and she did little more good then posibly mame one or two.

[#] Dan has taken control of the expired wolf. The remaining wolves continue thier seage and orders to kill the Demon. One would turn looking to Ticonic as it growls deeply and snorts at her as if dismissing her . Darius would make his mark with a single dagger. The wolf falling backwards. As he would reach for Demoan another would lunge over the counter to attack him drawing its own blade. One wolf turning ash in a instant by the hand of Teela leaving now four still in play. Three in tact and one injured. One seeing Domino take poise as he raises a AK47 and begins hailing her direction with bullets as it growls as one of Demoans bullets would shred through his hand causing the gun to go flying.

Danatoth's hand waves into the air as the corpse stood with more speed then the creature was capable of before. He commanded it forward as it lurched from the ground swinging that gun it held down the one that held the AK47. It was moving too fast as the limb snapped out of it's joint and the trigger of the weapon it carried was pulled randomly fireing at the stairs. Dan was willing to let the corpse rip itself appart in this fight. He already could tell others where going to be ready for him to use.

Ticonic flipped off whoever it was telling her to get down, moving the hand in a quick arch to give the bird to the werewolf wierdo who snorted at her. "Tell me what the fuck is going on RIGHT NOW," she demanded, a snarl twisting her normally grinning lips. It seemed she was the only one who had absolutely NO clue about ANY of this.

Darius Tanaka saw how bad Dem was hurt and as the lighting would turn one to ash making him blink and turn he would see the wolf lunging towrds him. Growls and gets tackled by the wolf as they would roll. A flash of blade and Dars hand would raise stabbing the wolf in the throat over and over untill it was dead. He grunts moving back, hand to his side as he rips out the wolfs blade and turns to the other wolves still in action. He moved back over to Dems side and touched her shoulder "Dem, get back, let us handle this, your hurt bad!" stands drawing two daggers throwing them at a incoming wolf hitting in in the kneck sending it flying backwards. A moment later the daggers would reaper in there sheaths on his belt.. Grits his teeth in pain and his power would flare as it would start to heal his wound enough to stop the bleeding for now. Ducks down as the AK47 fire went off and would stand as soon as it quite throwing three daggers into the crowd of wolves, weather they kill or wounded he didnt know as the daggers returned to there sheaths. Would keep his sword in hand and stay near Dem continuing to throw his magical daggers for long range, and using his sword for any that got close to Dem and him for she needed someone near her to keep her from dying on them right now.

Teela Necahual remained standing, a couple of stray bullets imbedding themselves in her left shoulder. Searing pain only fulled the rage that had long sense been building within her and around her feet, the pooled energy began to spiral up her legs, connecting at her body and moving upwards in rings. Still the static electricity creeped across the room, seemingly coming from the very walls of the building and soon enough, the power of the room began to flicker. A few more moments and it would go out completely casting them into darkness for a second with only the rings of lightening around her as well as the abilities of the others for light. To Teela, it was nothing to lose the light, her own eyes adjusting instantly to the darkness. All the better for her. If there was an emergency backup system, it was likely to come on though how long it would remain was uncertain. Teela snarled again and leaped the bar, unaware at the moment, of Dem's dire condition; Teela was wrapped up in removing the threat. Her movements were little more than a blurr to even the trained eye and she was standing beside another of the wolves. Hand shot out to grab him by the back of the neck, his body convulsing at her electrified touch. "I would say to tell your leader that he fucked up... but you won't be living long enough to carry the message." she growled quickly before her elecricity seperated the cells of his neck from those of his body, essentially burning through it like a hot knife through butter and sending his body collapsing on the floor while his head rolled beside it.

Domino Naldrissa Shakes under the shots, grazing and striking her forequarters, a yowl, then rolling rumble bellowed out as those flames finally arc, erupt and flare in a rolling blast into the pack trying to drive their way at Dem, the backblast felt by the room as the air is heated and concussed from the blast of hellfire raging from the t'd off femme hellcat in full feral form and mindset now, her only thought to guard Dem and not give even with bullets stuck in her.

Tattooz Doesn't do a whole lot right now. His Weapon of choice, the six shot magnum gripped white knuckle tight in His left hand was still there. Hammer not cocked back. Watching the Appear attackers get what seemed to be comming to them. Duccking behind His Chair and Hopping Not to be hit by Gun fire. Right place, wrong time. When the lights went off, He too a second to catch the darkness, and His shades were pulled off. Slowly making His way away from the fighting, if nothing tryed stopping Him.. He had to get out of here If it was stopping..

Shenbal Trebble: Would enter the bar as he had done many times before, but today seemed to be a good day for him since at this time he hadn't had any misshapes and was quite happy about it, but as he would open the door to enter the bar. He had heard some noises but only thought it was some one he knew just acting out, but with him opening the door seeing things go into darkness. The one time he would enter the bar with a smile on his face since he had at this time had a very good day; it would only change to a blank emotion of not sure on what was going on. With that though he would be only standing in the doorway not to sure on what was going on as he would strain some to see what was going on, while his ears would start to lay off to his side showing that his nerves were already starting to fail. He had heard some of the gun firing before he entered but he had only thought it was just some one having a good time, but with now seeing with his own eyes something was going on but he didn't know what yet. What he could tell is there was lot of commotion going on and what looked like a fight might have been in play, and there he was just standing in the doorway not to sure what was going on.

Demoan Syndel was trying hard to change. If she could only shift to her demon form she could be more help. But the feline form was shredded by bullets and glass. One of her ears was all but cut loose of her form. She had lost a finger some where already and there were more holes in her body thens swiss cheese. Even the lights going out through her way off when normaly it wouldnt. She tried to launch herself over the counter ignoreing Dars words. But she failed as she fell to the bar top and was trying to get up once more. Was this going to be Demoans last stand? She managed to get to hands and knees but the guns tople to the floor .

[#] The stairs would be fired upon causing yet another wolf to come crashing down from them by Dans hand this one was just a backup boy and not one of our 4 remaining. Dar suceeds at taking down another of the four wolves from the room but his further attempts would fail to do little more then flesh wounds. Tic would find a wolf rushing her chair to shove it finding her no threat but annoying to thier plite. Teelas attack another success. This leaving now two and one of those is injured. Dominos hell fire making both draw back but only a few steps as even thier fur singes and stinks the place up. The good news the gunfire from upstairs has ended and security can be heard taking control of things from the stairwell.

Danatoth perfered the shadows as his whole form had seemingly become one with the darkness. A His hand reached out only for a second to grab Shen and drag him to the floor. He was laying on the floor and would hold the other male in place by the collar of his shirt. "Stay down why don't you? I don't want to see innocent blood spilled today. Maybe tomarrow." He'd say as the mindless werewolf's finger held onto the trigger as the weapon clicked rapidly, showing it was empty. Then it swung the weapon towards another one of the assailents. Just making utter chaos now.

Ticonic was not about to let some jackass of a werewolf just shove her over, no! Emitting something in between a battlecry and another profanity, she'd cling to the bastard, sharp claws extending from her feline fingertips to dig deep into his chest and clothing. It was a fit of something a little more feral than would be expected from someone who asked for a 'drink with a little umbrella'... Topped off as she viciously bit into his neck, tearing at him as best she could, the salty taste of his blood filling her mouth. Did she have a conventional weapon or fancy magic? No. Did she need one? Perhaps not necessarily, only time would tell as the green and yellow femme clung for dear life to her opponent.

Darius Tanaka gets hit with the concusive blast from Domino's fire which made him move back some then sheilds his eyes a moment from Teelas electricity then blinks and growls softly as the lights go out as he saw Dem try and launch herselff over the bar counter but fails at it. DAMN FOOL!!! he thought and he would quickly get up not risking his knives because of the darkness and grabs Dem draggin her off the counter and behind the bar "What are you thinking!!! wouldnt do to get yourself killed right now Dem!" glances about then to her "Stay down, Let Teela handle the last ones, she can see were we cant right now and then we get you to medical stat" knelt there with sword in hand incase one decided to come over the bar while he would keep a hand on Dems shouler to keep her from going anywhere untill it was safe to do so, speacially in the dark where someone might mistake them for then enemy. Notcied through the electricity Ticonic get to work upon a wolf and mused some glad though that the fem could take care of herself right now

Teela Necahual was caught in Domi's fire blast as well only she didn't get the reprocussions from it but rather the blast itself since it was aimed at the werewolves on the outside of the bar. Only moments before the blast, Teela had moved beside one of them and, unfortunately, infront of Dom's flame's as well. Arms were thrown up to shield her sensitive eyes from the flames, more than expecting to feel the damage from it as well but as it were, her body absorbed the energy from any that touched her, extinguishing light and draining heat as quickly as it came, her body still ringed by raw energy. It took Teela a moment to chance opening eyes though nose and ears told her more than enough. Since she was already among the remaining wolves and one seemed to be in Tic's grasp, Teela moved for the other. without a second thought she stepped infront of him, ducking in beneath his gun as he was still half blinded by Dom's blaze. Teela slammed her hand, claws first, into his stomach and ripped upwards, lethal claws acting like razor sharp daggers. If the werewolf could survive being gutted alive, he may have managed to get off a shot at her but not before his innards spilled at their feet.

Domino Naldrissa Rumbles out again, infernal invocation made as she slips, falls foreward onto forelegs, her flame shield suddenly scattering into flaming starbursts, arcing at the remaining were kin assaulting the club a soft...nearly kittenish mew escaping her as she succumbs to her injuries, her body seeming to fold into itself, resuming her kitten form even as her last incantation makes way for its targets, her form shadowed and dim now as she exhausts her last feral instinctual attempt to defend her home and her friends.

Tattooz Continued to Manuver Himself away from The violance and then looked back behind him. Having moved from chair to chair. crawling technically along the dark room, and the barside. Nothing much He could do without risking injury to himself and everyone else. Not being able to see all to well didn't help anything. Letting it all simply finish its self and ducking behind the corner of the bar. Peeking around the bar corner.

Shenbal Trebble: Would be standing there as he had heard some more noises and crashing sounds, his ears just rang with the noises as he tried to muffle them, by holding his ears tight against his head. He was still standing since his nerves had locked every muscle in his body making him as stiff as one could be without any movement, until Danatoth had grabbed him. His eyes would widen as he would give out a loud yelp since he wasn't to sure who it was that had grabbed him till he found himself one the floor, only to have the look on his face of shear panic and fear. His nerves were now shot to the point that his jaw on his muzzle would only sit there chattering, while only letting out slight whimpers for that was all he knew to do at this time while his nerves were now giving him much trouble. Even though his ears may have been perked they to were twitching up and down as if he didn't know were he needed to have them at while his eyes were widely open with out even blinking as if he was now frozen in that spot on the floor. His mind was racing going over trying to take in what was going on but his eyes were not wanting to adjust to the darkness yet which only meant he was staring off into darkness not really being able to see anything either.

Phantomatic: Andreya chose this moment to materialize, phasing into existencenear the cieling to cirlce excitedly. "Oh~! Goody! This looks fun!" She giggled and looked about, her form glowing as she floated about. She spotted the wolf being beaten and wiggled, emiting another ghastly giggle. "Oh! Are we just going to kill him?! I want it!" With that, the glowing squirrel dove into the wolf, vanishing, and making the body fall to the ground. Not dead, but why waste? Almost like the Salvation Army... A temporary body for the bodiless! Hopefully they would stop beating it, so she could play with it for a while...

Demoan Syndel wasnt able to change. Every bit of her energy was being spent on regeneration. The bullets began spilling from open wounds with clacking sounds as they fell to the bar. But she was bleeding far to much still. She was pulled from the counter by Darius and crashed to the floor in a heap." IM DieiNG Anyway........ " But she didnt have the energy to inform him she had signed the very contract that would be coming to claim her later. The B.O.W.? No they didnt worry her. The ones coming for her would make this all look like a sand castle building contest. Slowly the bullets finaly spilled from her body as she began to heal. But she would still remain weak .

[#] Dans corpes puppet would swing wildly striking the wolf jumped by Tic and found himself the newest scratching post in Kitty Hallow with a broken jaw to boot. His only thoughts now to escape the attack. That only left one standing and he was reloading. Unfortunate that he had picked now to run out of rounds because by the time he had the clip in the gun his guts were on the floor and he fell silently slumping to the ground. Dominos attack would burn the puppet of a wolf making him one hot dog and a few fries short of a prayer. The wolf Tic was gnawing on was now inhabitted by a ghost. Talk about spiritual dinning. The situation nutralized and security scrambling throughout to clear out stragglers from the halls.

Danatoth hops to his feet and conjures a single ghost light as the corpse stops. A soft white light would fill the air around him as he walks over. "Intresting...someone possessed a still living individual." He'd say and would look around trying to observe what remains he could salvage for his minions and already was working to spread his control over the chunks of remains. Those that are nothing but ash well that's left for the janitors.

Ticonic let go as the glowing squirrel entered the body of the wolf she was currently ripping the throat out of. No reason to chew at it anymore, after all! The ghost wasn't questioned. After all, Ticon herself was just as wierd, in a way. She would instead hack and gag at the salty werewolf blood, glaring at anyone still standing. "Explain to me. What the fuck. Just went on." Spitting blood, she had a murderous look to her normally calm blue eyes, as if the others were fair game unless her demands for answers were met. "And I'd really fucking like one of those pina coladas, thankyouverymuch. Whacko bastards." The last sentence was under her breath.

Darius Tanaka shakes his head to Dem "You may be dieing, but your not dead yet, and like to keep it that way for awhile, whatever these people want with ya......well they will go through us first" he couldnt speak for the otheresm but he wouldnt just let Dem die. " Stands up lookign about then checks Dem over some "Come on, lets get you to medical" He knew she must be weak so he would lift her up in his arms should she offer no resistience and move over the counter as Dan had some sort of white light filtering in the room "I promiess to give you that Pina Colada later friend, dont worry" Glances at Domi and the others and and heads to the medical part of the club. At least Dem could be checked out and possibly helped to get better faster. His own wound had broken open again making him grimice as bloood soaked his jackect and shirt anew

Teela Necahual felt warm blood staining her crimson fur. Her body was still surrounded by the rings of electricity and she continued to drain power from the room around her. The silver feline was still learning her powers, after all, and turning it on was much easier than turning it back off. Black eyes closed as she concentrated on controlling it, on disappating the energy that coursed through her form. Any other time, expelling the energy was the only way she'd managed to get rid of the built up power; she couldn't do that here without causing serious harm to those around her and probably destroying what was her second home. She was only vaguely aware of the happenings around her at that time but she was managing to control it. To those on the outside, it would seem as though she were simply standing as still as a statue. Inside, however, Teela fought a battle with herself, so to speak. Finally, the rings began to dissolve and break up little by little.

Domino Naldrissa Whimpers, mews...then flickers, going into a whisp form of silver and black light to ghost across the bar, then alight on Dems middle, or thereabouts, shimmering flickers seen as she pushes herself to regen her dear friend from her wounds and back to at least decent physical shape.

Tattooz Peeked around the bare corner as it all came to a bloody peace and silence. His gun, placed back In pocket. Eye's glaring around and body shaking al ittle at all the action and the rush of adrinaline. " Forget this, I'm leaving right now!" Waiting until He was sure it was safe and jumping to His feet well sprinting up the stairs and out the door. Unless sometime cought him at the stairs, He was out of there. He liked the place from previous visits but this was way to much for His simple thought of wanting a coffee for the morning. That and He wasn't much for the living dead.. They tended to scare him..

Shenbal Trebble: With his jaw still chattering and his ears still not knowing what to do, he would still continue with his wide eyed stare at the ground as if he were still frozen in one place. Even though things were coming to an end he still had his own nerves to deal with for this was to much to take in at one time, but yet he was also thinking on how if he would have been here on time instead of stopping to take in a few sites. As his mind wondered he had thought about what could have happened if he had been here earlier, and would only cause his own nerves to tense even more. His eyes would finally blink some as he noticed finally some light even though it was faint, but with his nerves still being gone he couldn't even muster the nerve to try and stand let alone even lift his head back up from looking at the floor to see his surroundings. His ears may have been still perked and twitching around allowing him to hear some things that were being said, but with his mind running over all the what if's he could think of. There voices were just lost in his train of thought, along with any sense of understanding anything that may have been said.

Phantomatic: The werewolf stood and looked around, blinking before a grin stretched over his muzzle and he giggled very immasculinely. He stepped over and sat on a seat, wiggling his bottom and looking very satisfied. "Oh~! This feels wonderful! I love sitting!!!" He giggled again and grinned widely.

Demoan Syndel snarled as she was picked up and jerked herself free. She got to her feet at the bars edge and stood leaning half over it as she looked around at the damage and carnage that had taken place. " I will be fine... Medics cant fix what needs fixed... It will fix itself soon enough." It wasnt that she was ungreatfull. She was weak and in pain. She felt the outside help with healing and would pull herself away from the bar. Looking to Domino as she spoke in a pained voice." Save it for you my friend..... its to late for me.. Its almost time I feel it coming." Her eyes close as she stands swaying slightly from side to side. How could Dem know she was going to die and when?. Some times things wernt clear to those on the outside of the Demonic Council. Dem at other times might have made her laugh at the possessed were wolf. But this wasnt one of those times.

Danatoth looks around as he commands all but pantomatic's corpse to march out into the grounds and would soon fade away into the earth. Traveling the prefered way a necromancer travels and then he'd look to Demoan. "You know there is a way to save such a life." He'd say holding up a golden soul stone. "Maybe not this body but her mind and heart." He'd say walking over knowing there are others who would rather face the abyss itself then be chained to one of these things.

Ticonic continued to spit and hack at the blood that stained her teeth, glad she herself had not been injured. The spunky hallucination had not gotten her answers yet... Or that pina colada.... but she stayed silent for this short bit, something in the atmostphere of the room seemed to tell her she should probably shut up. Not that she was happy, not in the long run. But still.

Darius Tanaka Let Dem go as she jerked herself free and his hand would move to his side as he would simply just nod to her. Gah he needed a drink. WOuld turn and serch through the broken bottles finiding one that wasnt broken and takeing a drink of the rum then setting it down and turns back around looking at all the damage and destruction along with all the dead and shakes his head slowly as he startted to heal the wound on his side slowly not that he had time to focas on it.

Teela Necahual managed to gain control of the energy her body had drained. Even yet, it had blown the fuses of the club leaving them in darkness. She hadn't gotten rid of the energy, however, and would later pay dearly for that. Teela had burried it deeply within her so as to guard those around her from the release that would eventually come. With that done, she was finally able to take a look around at the carniage that had wrecked the place. The scent of blood caught Teela's nose though, not just any blood... but Dem's and she immediately turned her gaze to the only person Teela felt close to, even if it wasn't widely known. "Bloody hell." she snarled, pushing her way closer to Dem, eyes showing the start of color returning though it was only a bare hint of blue bleeding through the black. "What in the HELL..." she growled as she moved to the bar just across from Dem, her body still coated in thick blood. "Where you thinking?!" Teela's gaze slipped to the necromancer at his words, ears twitching. She sniffed, then turned to face Dem and sniffed again. Teela was confused... Dem didn't smell like death was coming for her. "What do you mean you're dieing, Demoan?" her words were a growled demand for answers. Not too long ago, Dem had been furious with Teela for talking of dieing.

Shenbal Trebble: His nerves slowly calming as he would still be sitting there one the ground looking at the floor still, while his ears would finally lower some as if a slight sign of him getting some of his own nerves to calm. With that though he would finally be able to slow his own mind down being able to hear things moving around but yet still only being able to bearly see even the floor, while he would also finally blink since his eyes had gotten dry from him not blinking for some time. He may not have been able to see the damage around him but he did recognize the smell and it would only bring back to him things he would rather of forgotten himself. He would only give a slight low whimper as if a very muffled whimper, since also he couldn't quite see still he wasn't even going to try and move for if he did he may just run into some one or trip over something. With letting his ears lay back against his head while he closed his eyes, he tried thinking of a happy place till the lights were turned back on.

Phantomatic: The wolf looked about and shrugged, not sure why everyone was upset. "What's the matter? So she's dieing, big deal. I'm dead and no one gives a damn..." He huffed and crossed his arms and the large, menacing werewolf began to pout. Andreya finally had a body and was having no fun with it... What a waste!

[Cage]

Cage would have been sleeping, some time before the initial alarm had gone off. Or at least she had been attempted to, each time she tried she woke up in a cold sweat. It wasn't helping her already frayed nerves just as a rustle caught her attention. Pulling herself up from between the rocks, the feral feline peered through the darkness, her pupils dark circles in the darkness.

Around her there were at least a dozen wolves, all making their way towards the NP back entrance. A soft feline hiss grew in the back of her throat. Her master was in there! And her friends! The fuck was she going to allow someone to just up and take over her home. Kneading into the stones a moment she leaped from her post in the rocks to the long plants that hid amongst the rocks, her form shifting soon afterwards just as the first alarm went off.

'Must be in one of the sections,' she thought to herself as she pulled two fans from her pocket. Unlike her normal ivory fan these were colored. The colors making the fans look deadlier than the usual fan that she held at her hip. In one hand she held a blood red fan, deadly spokes coming off the top of the fan, while the other was emerald in color, there was something odd about the steel though, there was a cover that dangled from the chain. It was covered? Why for?

The Wolves would soon find out as one set out to attack Cage. Jumping backwards from the claws that shot out from one of them, her ear caught the sound of gunshots inside the building, as well as outside. Fuck. This wasn't going to be pleasant at all as she rolled into the group. Pleasant maybe not but she wasn't about at least to let this group get farther than they were at that moment. Her fans flaring out as she came up from a pair of stunned wolves, an acidic hiss forming as the green fan made target with flesh. A spray of blood following the thigh cut from the amurjin's red fan. Seeing their comrades fall beside them they turned away from their initial duty to see what just had caused trouble in their midst. Smirking slowly Cage stood before shrugging that trench coat from her shoulders.

"You'll have to go through me before you can get there...if you make it that long," with that she elbowed the wolf that had come up behind her before spinning once more, the red fan making a clean sweep across his throat, blood soaking through her corset just as another of his comrades claws swiped down her sided into her thigh. Growling she flipped the green fan closed and stabbed his eye with it, hearing his scream in pain. Soon the others swarmed onto her knocking her back onto her back.

Some wouldn't be that way long as she slid her red fan across their lower legs, across their leg ligaments watching as the fell beside her. Others were luckier, backing away from the fans to avoid being paralyzed a she spun to raise herself to her feet. Bleeding freely she was well aware that this wasn't going to be a good fight, at least not by herself. On the plus side of things, at least half the enemy was down. To finish the fallen she slit their throats with the green fan, the hissing poison seeping into their veins. Raising her head she felt a sharp flash of pain graze her cheek. Her eyes wide she watched a bullet hit another wolf. The wolf had to have been a novice who had shot as she glanced over her shoulder.

"Idiot." She muttered darkly as she gave him a solid kick to his upper jaw as she snapped the red fan shut once and stabbed into his aorta. No one took something that was Cage's away. Panting she was soon greeted by a reassuring sound. Security! Now something else for the fucking dogs to contend with.

However Cage had different ideas as she pulled herself from the bloodbath around her, and on her. She eyed her reflection in the nearby pond. She was a mess, but she was alive. That was what mattered at that given moment right? However she had to make sure the others were alright. Especially Agkivorus, not that she didn't think that the snake couldn't handle himself, but she wasn't sure he was impervious to bullets.

[Demoan Syndel]

Demoan Syndel looked to Dan and shook her head. Dem knew even necromacy had limits that couldnt fix what was coming for her. When Teela began questioning her she looked to her through cold emotionless eyes. " I was on my way back and found them outside getting ready to attack the place. What would you do?" She sighs as she looked down. " I broke the rules.... Dont worry about it... I did it to myself.I knew what I was doing. " Dem wasnt going to tell anyone her attacking the B.O.W. was in direct violation of orders given to her by the council. Dem was a Culler and knew how things worked. She also knew the only punishment worse then death for a Demon was to be made a stinking mortal. So she was prepared for her death. It is what she spent the last two days settling things for.

Danatoth looks to Dem and nods his head, before sliding the crystal away. He let his gaze drift to the singular ghost orb that was illuminating the bar around him like a lantern. He would back towards the shadows as he felt those who are dead in his range and was starting to streach his control to the corpses, planning on bringing those who where of the security to the garden to let them rest in peice while the assailents would find a use for him as a corpse or a minion.

Ticonic parked her rainbow butt on a seat, still not talking. At least now she was done gagging and spitting blood all over the place. Not that the hallucination looked any happier. She still didn't know what was going on, who the hell those guys were, and why everyone cared so much.

Darius Tanaka stood there leaning against the bar hands propping him up some as Teela was qeustioning Dem. Ears were kept open and he would throw glances to Dem everynow and then. As for the question what would you do?...we he would do the same thing she did. Dar raised an eyebrow about how she broke the rules and said not to worry about it "Should at least fill us in some, but its your choice..........at least let us help you Dem" turned some a little stiff as he looked to the fem and took a cloth cleaning the blood off his sword and sheathing it for now since there was no enemys around. He glanced aound and saw what Dan was doing then to Tic a moment not forgetting her then turned his gaze once more to Dem awaiting more should it be forthcoming

Teela Necahual's attention was fully trained upon Dem. Blood trickled down her left shoulder from the bullets imbedded in her flesh while a small drop ran down her left leg from the graze of an unnoticed stray bullet; not that it could be seen through the blood that already coated her body. "Getting yourself full of holes was definately a way to protect the place." Teela growled softly, eyes remaining locked upon Demoan. Ears twitched at the bit about breaking rules, then flattened. The growl in her throat remained though it seemed as though something had stolen the sound it should've made. Teela stepped onto one of the seats, onto the bar, and across to the other side so she was standing next to Dem. "What does broken rules have to do with dieing?" It took Teela a moment to consider why it might matter, then her black eyes seemed to grow cold and harsh. "If... there's someone to punish you for broken rules, you're not facing them alone... Demoan. I told you once that my life was your's to call on it as you wish." Teela reached forwards to lay a hand on Dem's shoulder, her own eyes locking on Dem's reguardless of whather Dem returned the gaze or not. "I won't let you leave me here alone. You would do the same for me."

Shenbal Trebble: While he just sat there one the floor he started to realize there was more going on than he had first thought, while his ears still stayed laying against his head. He would try to understand things that were being said but he was still so rattled from the nights events that he could only make out every other word, but would open his eyes back up seeing that the lights were still out. He didn't want to think of the idea but he was very sure that it was going to be some time before the lights did come back on, so he would take a couple of deep breaths as if trying to calm his own nerves. He would move one foot then the other as he would slowly and carefully stood up though his legs still felt as if he were standing on jello, that was only cause of his nerves being out of wack at this time. After he was standing he could finally focus his eye's some as he would look in the direction of some light just tring to figure out what was going on but yet still frozen in the place he was standing at.

Blooded Cage's entrance was far from quiet as she kicked in the rest of the broken door connecting between the back rooms to the bar. Blood now trickled from the corner of her lips, a split from a lucky fucking shot. A damned wolf had been waiting for her inside the medic room and had caught her by surprise. She had made sure he didn't do so again. Walking in to a blood stained room she wiped the blood from the corner of her lip gently. Blood still continued to flow from the gashes along her side to her thigh. She now sported a very slight limp, perhaps pulling a muscle while she had fought. Her feline tail flicking agitatedly she glanced around at the semi-massacre that now decorated the room. "Looks as though I wasn't the only one who had a bit of fun tonight." Spitting the blood from her mouth she made her way in barefoot before noticing Dem against the bar, she looked paler than usual. Bullets and blood lying on the floor didn't make matters better. "How bad is everyone?"

Demoan Syndel nods to Dan as she moved a bit and leans on the bar holding her stomach. Blood still creeping from some of the wounds. She looked to Tic then to Darius as she spoke." Theres nothing anyone can do ... Get the girl her drink will ya? This is still a bar even if it is trashed." Dems gaze fell soft. Her eyes seemed to withhold something. Emotion she wasnt sharing. Then slowly she looked around the place. When Teela spoke and came to her Dem looked to her and her eyes fell. She took a labored breath and coughed once then spoke." I know what you told me. But you also know what I am. There are rules. I broke them." She lifted her head and tears were welling in her eyes." I broke them because ... " looked down again and spoke softly at first but her words grew louder as she did so." I had a choice... Step away and allow a scurge to kill off everyone I know and destroy the people I care about... Or accept death in return for crossing those who I am commanded by. I chose your lives in trade for my own." She looked up then and smiled." You see.. there is no other way. And whats coming for me.... It isnt something any of you can stop so please dont... Dont make this all for nothing by dieing foolishly. " She coughed once more and spit blood to the floor. " Damn hollow points... take so long to heal... When it happens... find Pixie.. tell her Dem said its time to get the special box.. She will understand." She looked over her shoulder to Cage hearing her question. " Alive... for now."

Danatoth settles down in the darkness and a few seconds later white ghost lights would form around him. One howls a sickening howl before it vanished. "Sorry." He'd say and the bar was illuminated easily by the bright white orbs as they hovered around. Already he could see the corpses stalking in slowly to lay in a restfull positioon along the floor. The necromancer's tail would flick about and he wonders if he could reach an intact bottle of wine now and toast the woman off.

Darius Tanaka looked at Teela as she moved then turns suddenly grimicing hand clutching his side as Cage kicked the door in. ONe hand was on a dagger before he saw who it was then realxed. He took in her state and words and nods to her "Ya, you Okay Cage?" Would turn to Dem as she told him to get Tic a drink and would nod going and ffixing the Pina colada, miracously they had the stuff still for it though after this the didnt. He would place the drink in front of Tic and shake his head looking to Dem "Dont think it would be a waste if there was some chance to keep ya here alive Dem. We all care for you and dont want to see you dead" Turns and looks around the bar as he would go silent now as Dem repeted what she said before she left yesterday morning. He cracks his neck and ears would fold down at the howl that was given by whatever the necromancer did and eyes would adjust to the cold light after he closed them a few and opened them shaking his head a moment or two

Teela Necahual's eyes swept to teh crash of the door though once she saw it was Cage, her gaze was turned back on Dem. She all but ignored the order about the drink, to Teela, there were far more important things than a drink and she wasn't sure how or why someone would be so concerned for one after what had just happened. Lush lips were drawn back in a snarl, the tips of sharpened canines visible for only a moment as Teela suddenly realized that this had probably began because of what had been done to her. "If you think... for so much as an inkling of a second that I'll stand by and watch you die..." Teela growled, her voice stone cold and harsh. "You have another thing coming, Demoan Syndel. I owe you my life. Whoever you've crossed be damned." There was a cruel determination in the silver feline's voice, a tone that hadn't been heard there for more years than most would expect. Teela leaned closer to Dem, her mouth almost beside Dem's ear before she whispered, "And if you die on me here... I'll rip hell apart if I have to to get you back... and anyone who tries to stop me along with it."

Shenbal Trebble: Slowly turning his body now to walk on over to the bar so he could at least sit once again but on something softer than the floor, since he had spent most of the time here tonight on the floor. While he would go to find his way on making that first step he could hear the crashing sound of the door being kicked, he would give yet another yelp as if the noise had startled him. Which it had startled him and would send his nerves back into making it hard once again to move, his eye's still not focusing very well but yet also his legs just colappsed under him. He only came back down to the floor since he didn't know if things were going to get ugly again, with his ears perked though listening he could tell it was ok till he heard the howl from Danatoth's direction. His body had started to shake once again for it had only pushed his nerves back over the edge again, that though was not the end of it for once some light had came on he could finally see the devastation and the blood. He would only freeze there on the ground with a blank stare as if he had just lost himself in his own mind.

Blooded Cage raised an eyebrow. "I don't think I like the sound of that, for now can mean minutes to hours to days." She reached down to her skirt, ripping off a pannel of it to the seams, before making her way over to her. "Growl at me all you like, at least let me make it so the bleeding slows down." If allowed, the amurjin would fold up the torn part of her skirt and wrap it around Demoan's stomach, looping it around the back before tying it firmly in place at her side in a knot. "'Sides it seems like they tried to kill us all off anyway doesn't it? Despite your sacrifice." There was something different in Cage's eyes, something colder. Hunter instincts had taken over the amurjin, now she was all facts and calculations, not the normal sympathetic furre kitten that roamed the gardens. Cage had seen enough dead bodies in her time that seeing dead wolves wander in didn't phase her. "I'm fine, had worse happen." On the bright side it was only flesh wounds versus broken bones.
Charles Edwards would make his way in. He had only pulled up in his car a few moments ago, and seeing all the lights out in the club, something was obviously up. Pulling his rarely used sidearm from the glove compartment, the male would have stopped just a few moments to catch a guard nearby and get a bit of a run down about the situation. He would growl slightly to himself. As he heard the howl from something inside, he would cock back the hammer on his .357 magnum revolver, and make his way in slowly. He peaked around the door to the bar, and noted the scene was peaceful, even if it was a complete mess. He would sigh, showing himself before uncocking his own gun. Making his way through the debris, and noting the blood and guts everywhere. Looking up, he would frown heavily. "So, who the fuck had the nerve to do all this?" He hopped over the bar, looking around and noting everyone's condition. A few injuries, most of the damage to the bar. Seemed most were ok.

Demoan Syndel seemed like she was breathing a bit easier and the blood was slowing down. There were crackles and pops of bone within her body as they were mending. She lay her hand on the bar though to help her balance herself. She was pale and her gaze turned to the floor . The light from Dans necromacy was bright enough to allow her to see things better. She looked to Darius and his words were heard. The responce wasnt as loud." You dont understand. " Dem did. She knew the reality of what was coming. Her gaze then shifting to Teela. She would smile but it was a hurting smile." If only that were how it could be. But its not my friend. " She head a noise and turned her head quickly seeing Shenbal there and she blinked. Her voice the one Shen had come to know as she spoke." Come .. sit my friend... We will find you water and some food..." Was Dem losing her mind? Not really. But she wanted to make this as painless for everyone as she could. Or maybe she was really just fruit loops. she almost yelped as Cage was trying to bandage her up. Again hearing her as she chuckled. " Only the blood of a hellborn would understand what I say as truth. Some things you just can not stop." When Char entered she heard him speaking and his voice was like a echo at first in her head. Eyes turning to him as she spoke." Our friends from the river... They wanted a tea party and I wanted pastries." She slumped then against the counter and drew a deep breath then exhales slowly. " I need a cigarette.... Im getting to old for this shit."

Danatoth closed his eyes and he could sense a chill so few would sense as his eyes opened he could see a shadow of a being in the far corner which only the dieing should see. "So the light of life would flicker in it's last moments. Tis then when one's light is the brightest in the dark." He'd say knowing the being of the void would be here to take dem into his arms and to the hereafter. The necromancer always had a chill in his spine when watching a person's slow death.

Ticonic took the pina colada with a begrudged "Thank you." She was oddly detatched from the scene. She didn't quite get the severity of it. Death? Wasn't that just a new adventure? The hallucination wisely kept her mouth shut, however. Just sipped lightly at the (hopefully) umbrella-filled drink.

Darius Tanaka nodded to Tic who drank the umbrella filled drink then heard what Teela was saying and agreed whole heartedly with her. He like here wouldnt just sit by and watch Dem die and he would shake his head some looking at her. He didnt owe Dem his life but that didnt mean a thing. He was working for her, he was her friend he would lay his life down for her should the need arise. One thing about Dar, he was imensly loyal to friends and his home and this place was were his friends were, and this was his home Would look to Shen and sighs softly. Worng place, wrong time for the male it would seem. Eyes would roam to Dan when he spoke and tilted his head then turned and looked to cage who had been trying to bandage Dem. He listend to Cage and then turned to Dem and shook his head " I dont need to understand to help. Let us help, you, and if you dont let us..........well i will still help anyways, i wont just sit back and watch you die even if it is to save us Dem" a fire blazed in Dars eyes, through the storm grey, a fire of determination, he didnt have the cold looks, the harsh tones, or none of that. He had passion, he had skill and killing really didnt bother him. Looked up at Char who enteerd and nodded to him "Hey Bro" would listen to Dem talk and shook his head some.

Teela Necahual's attention was focused solely on Dem and she hardly noticed the rest, was barely aware of Char's arrival. "That's damn well how it will be... whether it is or not... and whether you think it is. Try me." Only then did Teela move back slightly, letting Cage do the bandaging. Thanks to the other night, Teela was remarkably calm and comfortable even with the blood that was spilled so vibrantly around the room. Her ears gave a flick at Dar's comment and a small smile creeped upon her lips. None could or would ever understand exactly how Teela felt about Dem and most wouldn't realize exactly what the silver cat would be ready and willing to give up. Her gaze swept the room, a little more blue creeping back into black pits that served as eyes. "What a mess..." she muttered, then found herself giggling for a moment though exactly why, even she couldn't say. Teela glanced to each of those within the room, then came to rest on Char. "B.O.W." was her answer to his question, plain and simple.

Shenbal Trebble: Still sitting there as if frozen to the floor his ears would be turning from side to side as he would try to get himself to calm only hearing bits and peaces of other speaking. He would catch Dem's voice on he had gotten to know fairly well from the times he had made his way into the bar, that alone he tried to focus on as he would lift his head once again now seeing there were other that he did know that were there. He would take in a couple of deep breaths as he would attempt to stand once again, only finding his legs were jello once again. His vision was not the greatest yet still since his nerves were still keeping some functions out of his own control, but with out looking at the floor he would take one slow step at a time before coming to a seat now finally being able to see more of what had happened. "I.. I.. Is.. ..D.. D.. Dem.. .. o.. ..o..ok." he would speak only in almost a whisper since even he had found good friends in this place, and even though he couldn't even hold a knife with out cutting himself he was concerned himself and wanted to do something if he could even find something he could do.

Blooded Cage growled softly before reaching into part of the torn part of her skirt, an inner pocket had been sewn into place as she pulled out a small silver case, a single black cigarette in it along with her butane lighter with a rose engraved in it. "Here, take it, I saved it for a special occasion. Might not be your favorite but it'll have to do." Hell cloves killed people faster anyway some said. Her feline tail flicked when she heard Char enter the room. "Made things interesting by the pool too," She cleared her throat. Cage would patch up as she always did in time and so long as she didn't force herself into anything any time soon normally. However she doubted her master would be the least bit happy about her condition when he next saw her. Shifting a little she glanced at Shen and shook her head, "Only time will tell, however..." She glanced back over at Dem. "What's so important about this special box Pixie has?" She hadn't heard anybody question about it and it was time someone did.

Charles Edwards would give a tilt of his head as he listened to the conversations and sayings of the random people about. He would narrow his eyes a bit as Dem spoke. His own eyes locked at her, and that toxic green color of them would flash for a few moments before fading back out. "Well, I think that it would be better off if you would explain it to us in detail, or at least to those of us you trust enough for it. The more information we have, the better. Even if we can't stop it, I know I would still like to know everything I can. Besides, you said before I might be like you. Maybe I'll be able to handle the concept better than some." Char would look to Teela as she spoke, giving a low growl in the back of his throat as he heard 'B.O.W.' mentioned. That was a name he certainly hadn't expected to try and pull a full assault here. Though he also didn't know about Dem's attacks on them. Otherwise, he probably would have been in there with her fighting if he could.

Pariya could hear the words of the dark council ringing in her ears. "It has been decided." The deep, gruff voice had said and that was all that had been needed. The time had come for Pariya to do her part, to play the role that was expected of her; and she was good at her role. In the middle of the bar room of Nefarious Pleasures a tiny black spark began and in moments it had erupted into full black flames that gave off an eerie. Like a river of lava, the black flames flowed around the room, streaking from the middle to the entrance of the main hall before working its way around the walls, engulfing the entirety of the room in those flames. The moment it connected, every creature in the room, both living and none, would be frozen in place, incapable of moving regardless of what they were or what powers they might have held. Had a glass been thrown, it would freeze in mid-air; in essence, time literally stood still. The catch? Those around the room would still be able to watch and hear what was and what soon would be but would remain immobile and helpless to do anything about it in the Dark Lord's presence. Out of the flame in the center of the room, Pariya emerged. Her hair and eyes were the most demanding of features, a brilliant crimson that seemed alive with all the fires of hell. Atop her head, just above curved onyx horns, floated a crown of black flames which marked her as what she was; a dark lord, royalty of hell and a daughter of Satan, himself. A hard, tone body was devoid of clothing though scarlet tribal tattoos covered her legs, hips, and breasts in what almost seemed to be clothes in it's own right. Draconic wings spread from her back, massive in size and blood red to boot. Her hands were more like talons, claws holding the wicked curve of a raptor; claws matched only by those at the tips of wings and the ends of her bare toes. Pariya's lips were as red as the tattoos that covered her body and they were turned up in obvious delight of the role she controlled; to do her father's dirty work. "It has been decided, Culler." Her voice echoed around the room in an almost deafening tone. Pariya lifted a single hand and snapped her fingers. No more had she done so than the corpses on all of the Nefarious grounds erupted in those same black flames and one could hear the screams of their souls as Pariya sent them on a one way trip to hell. Her eyes fixed themselves on the Culler.

Demoan Syndel heard Dans words and looked to him as she smilled. " Some times the brightest light is that which was never lit at all." There was almost a sick humor in her words. Something she had heard as a child. Maybe it made no sense or maybe it did. She wasnt thinking clearly enough to care either. Her eyes turned to Darius when he spoke and she shrugged. It was something she expected and something she knew there was no way to convay. It would take her longer to explain then she had to live. Her eyes turning to Teela as she chuckled slightly though it was half hearted. " Yes I know your serious. And it means alot to me. " She didnt know what to say or how to explain it. She couldnt explain it and have it make any sense to them. She looked over to poor Shenbal. Of all the times the poor guy had come this would probably traumitize him forever. " Relax friend they are all gone or dead. " took the cigarette offered by Cage and lit it. She handed the lighter back and smilled." Thank you doll. " The question made her frown a bit." Just things... Pixie will explain." She left it at that. Why would so intrust it to Pixie? Because of all the things the little booger was. She was good at fallowing directions. She knew pixie would do everything she told her to do and not breath a word to anyone unless it was time to tattle. She turned to look at Charles and try to explain but there was no time life. Only the words." She comes..... " She closed her eyes as she spoke once more." Im sorry.... Its time to go." said to everyone even as they were froozen in time she was not. Only those of the council and the dogs they sicked on the world could withstand the spell. Dem was one of those dogs. She looked to Par and her eyes lowered." Do your deed.... I did what I had to do... Tell your father he can get fucked every way including on sundays.. This dog is done barking for him."
Danatoth's felt the cold grip around him and slight motions could be sensed from him but his eyes drifted to the one speaking. He could sense the corpses burning and felt the flames that would try and lick through his own skin. The taint of undeath nearly left him in a state of near death itself.

Darius Tanaka nodded to what Teela said and smiled some. He saw how calm she was around the blood and thougth back to the other night as well and knew why she seemed calmed right now. He would crack his neck once more resting the sword he had sheathed upon the bar hand clamped around it and would look to Cage as she asked about the box. He wonderd what the box was true but as more pressing concernes were here he never asked about it. Glanced to Dem when the question was asked he would then take his eyes off her looking to Char as he spoke and would tilt his head some looking to everone else again before returning eyes to Dem and Teela and thats when out of the corner of his eye and would suddenly find that he couldnt move at all no matter how hard he tryed, no matter what he did. Growls in his throught and relized hecould hear everything, and see everything as eyes would be locked over on Dem and Teela and would watch what would happen now as he heard Dem speak

[Demoan Syndel]

Teela Necahual didn't look at Dem as she spoke though her words were clearly directed at her. "If it comes to that... you will see just how serious I am." The spark at the center of the room caught Teela's eye and she had time only to turn to look at it before she, too, was rendered unable to move. With furry in her eyes, Teela could only listen. So this was the one Dem had thought was coming for her. Teela memories the femme's looks, the voice, even the scents, if there were any in the frozen time. Even without moving, it wasn't hard to tell the rage that once more boiled to the surface. Teela's anger could almost be felt like the heat of flames, coming off of her in waves. Would she have done something stupid and wreckless if she could move? That much was obvious.

Shenbal Trebble: Sitting there looking at the direction of Dem as his ears would purk hearing what Cage had said he was hoping for time would tell good things, he would let a slight grin cross his muzzle. While he would listen to the others in the bar speaking and giving also there consernes he could tell that this was a place that all did what they could for one another, he would only give another nod with his still half grin as Dem spoke to him also. He knew they were gone but it was only going to take time before his nerves had calmed, then he would catch the scent of something happening. Finding himself unable to move he started to panic but also found he couldn't even turn or whimper, so his mind would flash over ideas on what was going on as all he could do is sit there and listen. Wanting to see what was going on but then again knew he wouldn't be able to even stand what he may see.

Blooded Cage moved to one side of the bar, slowly making her way into one of the seats as she lit the butane once more as she gave Dem a soft smile. "You never know when that may come in handy..." Was all she was able to get out as she was for once trapped. No, not trapped, frozen in her own shell. It was like being in those chains all over again. When she had been put in...isolation after her rebellion against her guards. There was a reason Cage despised being pinned for too long by something that wasn't alive, or unliving. Bodies could move and remember that the woman was still there and could relax their grip if need be. Without the ability to move in time but be concious of everything at the same time, made the feline very edgy. However the butane's light was still aglow with it's blue flame. Perhaps there was a light of hope in that from them that they all needed.

Charles Edwards would have tuned the majority of remarks and conversation out. Something was terribly wrong, horribly maybe even. Dem knew something, and he thought he might have found something that could at least get her to explain. However, it was rather obvious that things were not going to be explained just yet. He would have just enough time to turn his head in the direction of the appearing creature, and then his body would go stiff. He would try for a growl, but nothing. He found it strange he wasn't breathing, but it didn't seem to matter at the moment. Still, more base instincts took over. He couldn't move, and that was a HUGE problem. His eyes blazed that toxic green now, rather like someone might imagine a person exposed to too much radiation. All he had was his mind right now, and damn if he didn't yell with that. NO! Not like this! Dem's words and the other's signaling rather well what was happening. He still didn't know why, but it didn't matter. You can't take her! would fight, even if it was only with his mind. She's too important, means too much to the people here! Damn you back to hell, whatever she did it couldn't be worth this! Hell, take me or something. Just can't take her! He only wished he could speak, it all just was too much to not be able to do anything. He did twitch, just one finger a slight movement. Char was strong willed, and damn if he wasn't going to fight. But still, even he had his limits. If this went on much longer, those limits may be torn to shreds. Though still he'd be no match for a being such as this, be damned if he wouldn't try. Dem had once said he may be like her, a Culler as they seemed to call it. Maybe....maybe he could make some difference. Of course, Char was overly hopeful at times. One can't win every battle.

Pariya seemed not to notice the rest within the room, so unimportant were they to her. "You have forgotten your place, Culler." The voice boomed as though it were thunder and Pariya lifted her left taloned hand, palm up and 'fingers' open. With the lifting of that hand, the gravity that kept Demoan on the floor seemed to be removed and the higher her hand was lifted, the farther Dem would float off the floor. Pariya drew her fingers closed and with a single finger, motioned for Dem to come to her. The Culler, controlled by the dark lord, would float easily over the bar and the heads of those between them until she was directly in front of Pariya. "Warnings were given and ignored." She remained unmoving save for that hand and those blood red lips. "By your words, you make it known what you have to say for yourself. Your punishment..." Pariya lifted her right hand then, palm turned upwards and in the center of it the start of black flames began. "... Has been decided!" That thunderous voice filled the room, the grounds, and the ears of everything and everyone around. Pariya gave a simple gesture as though throwing a ball to a small child only this 'ball' was much more dangerous. The black flames spilled from her hand like a poisonous gas, engulfing Demoan entirely. It would no more than touch the culler before the flames began to pour into every orifice of Demoan's body. The intrusion would be agonizing and breath taking, worse than any sort of flames could ever be as they burned their way into the culler's body and it wouldn't be much better on the spectator side. Like a disease, the flames burned away Dem's demonic abilities, eating the female from the inside out. After several horrific moments, the flames would recede into Pariya, her head tilted back as her body absorbed the power's she'd just stripped Dem of, including her immortality.

Demoan Syndel looked about at everyone knowing they could see and hear. She hated that and she would give them all a smile and the look on her face was one of comfort and peace. She was not affraid. Her gaze turned then back to Par and she got the proudest look and smile on her face. " They are all worth it. Every one of them. " Dem seemed almost pleased with herself. She had given them all a chance for a better future even if were to be without her in it. When she moved she still looked as proud as one could . Even as the tears flow down her cheeks the smile remained on her face." Then punish me... You cant take away the greatest part of me... It will love on forever... In them." She knew the dark one couldnt kill the others. They were innocents to the game of imortal chess. When the black fire hit her she trembled and did not scream. Not at first anyway. But like all creatures there was a limit before she would begin screaming of the most hurtfull pain one could bare. Her body would shake and contort in pain then fall limp in mid air. No sounds nor movment. There was nothing left within her to give.

Sortar watches the scene silently. Awestruck.

Danatoth wasn't as innocent as they could belive. His mind closed quickly and touched his creation deep in the earth. He forced his greatest creation to lie still in the earth. He knew it desired such a force as Pariya's to consume, but he needed it safe and a secret.

Darius Tanaka watches as Dem would float and he battered at whatever held him with all his might, all his force of will but nothing. He wasnt sure if anything he did would work. Dar would snarl if he could and wouldv tore that bitch's throat out and ram the sword through her chest if he could move, even if it costed him his own life in the process. he wouldnt care. He heard the screams of Dem and would use that to fule his anger though it wouldnt do much in the current state, he wouldnt forget Pariya, wouldnt forget the way she looekd or anything He watched as Dem fell limp and no move and if eyes coudl widen his would. NO!!! YOU BITCH!! WAIT TILL I GET MY PAWS AROUND YOU!!! would have been what he would scream if he could but as he couldnt his mind did the screaming for him

Teela Necahual's rage burned inside her and she could feel the stolen energy that she'd burried earlier. Her thoughts were her own and she kept them well guarded but none could deny what would happen were all not frozen. There wasn't one in the room that wouldn't have offerened a different exchange, possibly five lives for one, hell would be throwing a party. Dem's screams pierced Teela's ears like nothing she'd ever felt, eating away at her, essentially killing a part of her. The tears that had streaked Dem's face had hit nerves Teela thought long dead but she wouldn't have shed her own; it would've been a waste of energy that she prefered to use to take back what might be taken. For the moment... there was nothing that could be done but Teela was already plotting. If worse came to worse... she would send herself on a one way trip to hell to retrieve what was stolen.

Shenbal Trebble: There wasn't anything he could do since he was frozen to the chair he was in, if he had movement his ears would have laid back as his nerves would have been showing. With him still being frozen though he couldn't even do that, his mind would wonder as he could hear what was going on but didn't get to see it. He sat there only being able to hear the screams and wanted to do something but was just as bound as all the other, while his thought would turn to how he was frozen he wanted so much to have this grin removed from his face. Since he had been frozen while he had the grin there, for it was not something he wanted to be there since it wasn't how he felt. He had the thoughts going through his mind as he would think of how all the others had cared for her and were willing to give themselves, he only whished he could have done the same but only found himself cowering in his own mind.

Blooded Cage's body remained frozen, though her mind was far from it. Feline ear's frozen in place as those screams split through the air, sensitive as they were they would have easily bled from the sound. More blood loss than Cage needed. However her mind was working a mile a minute. Not a single one of them were truly innocent, well except for Shen, but he was always in trouble poor man. However everyone else...they had spilled blood once. Though Cage had no powers to speak of maybe there was a way out that they didn't realize. There was no way it could end like this, afterall Dem had done so much for all of them. There had to be a way...perhaps not everything was as frozen as it seemed? Or maybe, just maybe...not eveyrthing was as it seeemed.

Charles Edwards would be trying rather hard to growl, snarl, hell he would howl if he could right now. That was something he never did except for in cases of extreme emotion. It would be quite fitting now. However, his mind would shift gears. He was angry, he was more angry, scared, and afraid than he ad ever been in his lifetime. What was happening to Dem, and he had to just sit there and watch it. He couldn't stand it. However, he was forcing himself to calm down emotionally. His eyes bruned that briliant green, but he was no longer scraming in his own head. No, his mind had shifted to slightly different matters. As soon as he could move again, he'd be grabbing Dem and rushing her to the infirmary. He just hoped that enough staf had survived the attack. Probably, since Dem had been the prime target anyways. If not, he could call in a favor and get a doc friend of his to come by. It would all depend on the timing. Dem's piercing screams would make the glow in his eyes blaze stronger. would keep his emotions and thoughts in check for now though. After all, it was usually better for one to handle things with a level head. Sure, Char didn't want to, heck he wanted to rip that bitch's throat out for hurting Dem. But he couldn't do anything right now, and so would have to do what he could for Dem after the fact.

Pariya wasn't deaf to the fits that were thrown by those immobilized by her powers. Their pleas and threats were of little interest to her, however, and her attention remained on the one at hand. Pariya still held Dem above the floor with powers unseen, and then she motioned her closer. Soon, Demoan would be directly in front of her in an upright position. Pariya reached forwards, for the first time, actually touching Dem, right talon tangling itself in the mass of hair and jerking Demoan's head upwards so Pariya could look into her eyes. "Demoan Syndel, former Culler, you have officially been stripped of all powers. You will have your life... what's left of it." A cruel laugh split crimson lips before she added "You are condemned to live the remainder of your pathetic existence as a mortal, just like those whose lives you took without permission." The levitation was broken then as Pariya's left hand was thrust into Dem's chest and the moment it passed within, the touch would awaken Dem to the life of a mortal though Pariya still held Dem above the floor by only the hair of her head. Any bullets that remained within the female's body would be melted away by the flames of Pariya and the wounds that had shredded Demoan's body would vanish as though they had never existed. The taloned hand was pulled from Dem's chest then, slowly, torturously slowly, but as it did, the hole it had created in flesh would close around it as though it had never been. "It is done." her voice echoed once more and Pariya released Demoan's head, dropping the mortal female to the floor like a lead weight though Dem's body, once riddled with wounds, was now healed completely. In that instance, the flames around the room seemed to backtrack, following the same trail they had initially made. When they reached the center of the room, Pariya was engulfed entirely in the flames, her body vanishing and only those burning eyes still remaining. Not so much as a hint of her presence there would be detectible in the room once those eyes were gone and as they faded, time resumed its usual order freeing everyone from their own private hells.

Arty Fisher stepped from the shadowed portal that he was sent through drawing up a Desert Eagle 44. " Thay warned ya lass ... ya wouldno win! Ave a good time at de ware-ouse did yas? Was ya last." BOOM fires off the single shot " FOR DE BRODERHOOD!" the bullet a steel jacket military round aimed right for Demoan. The now mortal feline whome had caused the B.O.W. so much chaos . He stepped backwards one step into the same shadowed portal he came from. The deed was now done.

Dr Moreau fallowed Arty into the building through his portal. His right hand raising and aiming. The thin whisper of air would be heard as a dart loaded with mutated DNA designed to transform was shot . The dart flew silently through the air and was fired at the exact moment as Arty's bullet. Its target Blooded Cage wasnt likely to see it coming at all. Nor would she likely be able to avoid it since its flight took just as time was unfrozen. The mutation would be a strain of DNA that would cause the host to become a psychic over time. It would take two weeks before the first signs would be shown. (The level of ability is decided by rolling 1 10 sided dice. The higher the number the more powerfull. The highest being you may be able to probe minds for thoughts without detection on weaker minded beings. roll 1d10 is the command.Side effects will include headaches and nose bleeds. .) Without a word he too steps into theWithout a word he too steps into the portal sealing it as he exits the plane.

Demoan Syndel was little more then a rag doll and lifeless to the eye. Her body was had undergone the pain and agony of every wound she had recived over the past few hundred years. The fact she was stripped didnt hurt half as much as the now fist through her chest as her mouth opens as wide as her eyes but nothing came out. The pain was to great to allow her to even scream. The words passed through her mind but didnt mean anything and then there was nothing. The sudden impact of her body on the floor. She felt her lungs draw in air with a gasp as she tried to stand . Reaching her knees just in time to hear a sound. A loud bang that came at the same time as her neck felt on fire. Her body flying back and crashing into the counter top as blood would splash over anyone standing to her left side. The world would blurr as she could hear her own heart beat. Everything was like slow motion. Her heart beat was like a single sound that was slowly weakening with every thump . The bullet had ripped through her kneck and artery. She couldnt feel anything perhaps because to much pain had caused the brain to shut it off. She couldnt hear anything and even the room was dimming quickly. Was this what the Dark one had planned? Tease her with mortality then have her murdered like a dog on the street?. Blood was spewing from her neck like a fountain but she didnt know it. She smilled though and spoke a couple words. " You didnt win"

Danatoth rushes forward as soon as time unfroze and brought his scythe up and swung towards where pariya was but he knew it was far to late for him to even get a shard of it's energy. Dan then heard the gunshot and quickly turned. He knelt down and swears as he'd put a hand to her neck, wispering a dark spell. He's never done this on living flesh before and only thought of this as an option he'd use only on himself so far. Yet, he's about to put the spell to the test as threads of pure shadows would slither down into the wound. Already it would move to graft around the bullet wound, attempting to sew it together then, the threads would mold into one patch of shadows keeping her from bleeding to death like this. But, there was a fifty fifty chance this would fail and make things worse.

Ticonic did not like this whole, timefrozen thing. Expecially with the screams and whatever was happening behind her... The hallucination was rather unnerved, she didn't know that sort of thing would affect her. But it did. Perhaps... She had to rethink her existance. When time finally started again, she did not turn around to see what had gone on, just set down her pina colada with a shaking hand. She was definatly and visibly freaked out.

Sortar stumbled forward as he was given control of his body again. Bracing himself by leaning on his large hammer, he shook his head to clear it. "What the hell is going on in here?... Is she going to be alright?!" His huge frame clomped towards Danatoth, looking down at the prone female.

Darius Tanaka watched everthing as his anger seethed though he kept it under control. When said Dem would live her life as a mortal a happyness would fill him that she was alive. Thats all that really matterd. Dar watched still trapped as Pariya put a hand into Dems chest doing whatever it was doing and slowly take the hand out before dropping the fully heald, mortal, Demoan to the floor then watched as flames would bactrack and Pariya and would lung forward all of a sudden over the bar as the time hold was dropped as a loud boom filled the room as Arty Fisher apperd firing a round at Dem. He watched as she got hit, the bullet ripping through her neck eyes wide now and got sprayed with her blood as she crashed into the counter. He would move without thought over the counter to Dems side as the necromancer was already trying a spell to heal her. He would kneel grabbing Dems hand and also checking her pulse "gods let this work" whispers as he prayed to whatever gods and demons whod listen to help save Dems life and for the spell to work, at least long enough to get her to medical attention

Teela Necahual was moving the moment her body was her's again and she leaped forwards over the bar. Right hand was thrown forwards, the energy that had been burried within her body erupting in a jolt of pure energy, lightening arching from her hand to hit where Pariya had been just as the eyes vanished. The floor exploaded in a display of shattering bits of rubble, carpet, and anything else that happened to get in the way though it was too late. She had missed the dark lord by mere seconds though the lightening left a large hole in the floor. The shot came around the same time as the floor exploaded and the bullet missed Teela by mere inches. As though everything was in slow motion, Teela's eyes turned to Dem, the black fading out of them instantly as panic overtook the silver feline. Her eyes went wide as a shrill scream left her mouth and she dashed towards Dem, not bothering with those who'd done the shooting. To her, it felt like an eternity before she was at Dem's side and by then, her panic was in full flood. Teela pushed and shoved her way in with a strength only a few would realize her capable of. If someone was blocking her, Teela would literally toss them out of her way and those who resisted would find themselve's on the recieving end of her electricity with enough power behind it to knock them unconscious. "Demoan!" Teela murmured frantically before curling a hand behind Dem's head. "Don't you die on me, dammit!" The words no more than left her mouth before Teela brought her free arm to her own mouth and sank teeth into her own wrist... then jerked. Flesh came away leaving the blood pouring from the hole she'd left and Teela shoved her wrist to Dem's mouth. Dem was too close to death to survive even if the wound was stopped, Teela would take another route, one she had never actually done herself. "Drink Demoan. Common... please drink..." The silver was paniced and visibly frantic as she tried to force her blood into Dem's mouth and down her throat and blood tinged tears streaked Teela's face.

Shenbal Trebble: As he would be sitting there his mind only cringing even more as he would hear more of what was going on, since he couldn't cringe himself till he could be free from being frozen. With it being lifted though his ears went immediately to the side of his head as he would turn hearing a loud bang noise he would only jump with his nerves being gone to the wind at the moment. With some surprise though he hadn't stumbled when he jumped from his chair, only to lift his head back up to see that Dem was on the ground and others had already rushed over to her. He would stand there not knowing what he could do, all thought finally gone from his own troubles since he was standing there with his nerves still gone. They were not gone though cause of him being startled or the commotion that had happened that night, it was more of a nerves of concern as he would open his mouth as if to speak but couldn't find the words to even say.

Blooded Cage was first aware of the fact she could move when the flame of her butane went out with a flash. The second thing she was aware of was the prescence of a dart in her arm. What the hell!? Her eyes glared around her catching the sight of someone just as he disappeared through a portal. What was she target practice and a gueinea pig? She flicked her feline tail as she pulled the dart from her arm, careful not to damage the device so she might be able to track her assailant later. However her attention shifted to a different life and death battle and as blood burned across the counter she glanced between all of them, then down at her own wounds. Then back towards Teela and Dem. She had started to feel light headed, but she could manage a little while longer, she had to hold for Dem, afterall without Dem she nor most of the others would have been here.

Charles Edwards would have his attention focused on Dem, having gotten ready to jump. His reflexes keen, and speed disturbingly high all of a sudden as the freeze that was over all of them would wash away. Even in the slow motion, he himself was a bit of a blur to most eyes. The portal opening would catch his eye, and Canid's hand that still held his gun and would be firing shots into it before he even realized who was in it. He hoped like hell he hit the two of them, or maybe even someone else on that side. All of those B.O.W. bastards would pay now, and he knew himself and most of the others here would make sure of that. His eyes were still that vibrant green, and he would fire all six rounds of his .357 magnum with alarming accuracy. Maybe not killing anyone, but it was almost a certainty he would hit. If the portal did somehow start to close too fast, he would stop shooting, but with the casual way those two moved, he was almost certain to get them all off before the two could get away. would drop the gun at either outcome, rapidly turning toward Dem and Teela. "Teela, is there any way we can carry her to the infirmary while you're trying to do whatever you're trying to do? We need to have a damn back up plan here." His voice was calm, face serene now as he was just trying to make sure they saved Dem. The Canid offering to try and help, moving near Dem's legs so they could carry her quickly. The one male's help could slow the bleeding, but if whatever Teela was doing couldn't help, then they had to get her to the clinic. "Just a yes or no, no time to argue. Have to hurry for her sake!" Char's voice, even if it was calm, definately sounded different. Almost like it was echoing from a bit away, yet still clear enough as if carried by the wind. Deeper, and yet strangely airy sounding.

Demoan Syndel wasnt coherant enough to realize what was going on . Was something wrong with her? What was all the comotion about? Then she could taste it. Her own blood in her mouth and the pain was returning. She could feel some one touching her. But hadnt a clue who it was. Her pulse was a frantic race and there was still slow seepage of blood but it was coming from inside her throat as blood would choke her and she would spit it up. She would soon find more blood in her mouth and that was attempted to be spit out as well. She couldnt make sense of the garbles of words spoken around her. Hell the explotion to the floor didnt even register. Normal bodily reaction began to take over. She began to try and swallow since she couldnt spit. She would swallow several large mouthfulls before suddenly arching her back as her eyes rolled back in her head. Her heart would be pounding and her lungs gasp full of air. Her form would suddenly fall lax and the heartbeat would vanish. Even as Char would offer to carry her the air rushing from her chest as she fell lifeless. Was she to become a vampire? Did Teela do it right? Or was she simpley dead? Such a massive building with a fully set up hospital wing and not a damn doctor in the bar room. That was just Dems dumb luck.

Danatoth spell ends but he wouldn't know for sure if it would work. "You! Back." He said shoving Teela's wrist away. "Now she needs air....Infirmery. Where?" He said standing quickly. He'd grab his coat and pulled it off before tossing it with his scythe. "Someone...I need something as a sample to track the bastards who just attacked. I'll see if I can help." He's a necromancer, so of course he'd be quite adept at knowing mortal biology. Maybe even at a doctor level. "Someone prime the paddles. We need to recceitate her or else she's dead. Got that?"
Ticonic stood up... And slowly and shakingly... Left. Pina colada abandoned on the table. She'd be back, though, that was for sure. To find out what the hell it was exactly that went down. And maybe finally get some answers.
Sortar turned sideways to let the smaller female creature pass, his eyes locked on the encounter. He was completely lost, and had no idea how to help. What brought on this destruction?... His gaze travelled along the floor, following the pools of blood, all the way to where the two assailants had made their entrance and exit. Hefting his hammer across one shoulder, he clomped over and knelt down. "Hey... there's blood here... "
Darius Tanaka heard Char shoot into the portal but wasnt paying attention to that. He looked up at Teela seeing the tears the emotion he never saw her give right now and he would move to Dems head and shoulders putting hands underneath her to help Carry her to the infermery with Char, Teela, and Dan should they all agreee. Eyes widen some as Teela tore into her arm and then placed to Dems mouth and he would watch as Dem took in a couple mouthfulls, shudder, and fall lax in there arms all breath leaving her. He could tell she was dead but with Teelas blood she was more than likly to now turn into a vampire if what he knew how to turn somoeone was correct.......at least he hoped, it would be a bitch if Dem died now. WOuld glance up at Teela nervously then to Char and Dan who was also around Dem with him and would await to See if Dem would rise as a vampire.........or if they would have to be planning for something else and would look to the male " SETTLE!, Its how one changes , a perosn drinks vampiric blood, there body dies, and there reborn" would glance at Teela once again then back down to dem and crosses fingers that she is changing
Teela Necahual's attention was on Dem and she almost didn't hear a word Char said or atleast it took it a moment to register. As it did, she felt Dem swallow and Teela's words came as more a growl than her usual tones, all hints of her usual seductive undertones gone entirely; something that never happened. "No!" It was a snarl as much as a growled word and Teela kept her wrist pressed tightly to Dem's lips so as not to spill any of the blood that Dem might manage to swallow. When Dem's stopped breathing, Teela still kept her arm at the female's mouth, hoping against hope that a little more might find its way within. Teela was sure she'd done it right, even if she'd never done it herself, she had seen it done. Oh but what if it didn't work? The thought barely crossed her mind before the necromancer tried to shove her away. Teela snarled, eyes burning with that flame blue glow as they were turned on the male. Her hand, blood still pouring from mangled wrist, was aimed to slam against the male's chest since he was so close and if it connected, lightening would leep from her palm heading directly to his heart. Teela had spent far too much energy already and that combined with her bloodloss made the lightening weaker but still painful and potentially dangerous, a reminder to all not to get between her and the one person she would give her life for. "If this works..." Teela panted, swaying on her own feet, "No amount of electricity is going to make her heart beat again." Teela's eyes dimmed and fluttered for a moment as she reached for the bar to support herself. "Only time will tell now." Teela knew that these things could sometimes take time but she didn't know how to explain that to others much less given her own body was crashing now. Spent by massive use of still not fully trained powers and her own blood loss, of which the blood still poured from her wrist, Teela, herself, was fighting to remain conscious. "Only... time." She murmured, barely coherant.

Shenbal Trebble: Only standing there still at the bar watching as things were unfolding he would only think on if he knew how he was always healed when he woke the next day, he thought that would probably help. The only problem he saw was even he didn't even know how it would happen, so he could only watch even though he was unphased by the shot that were fired he was only watching. He also didn't want to be in the way since he could tell there were already many surrounding her, his ears would only fall to his side as he would watch. He would be courious on what Teela had done but his mind was only on wishing on for a friend to pull through and be fine.

Charles Edwards would note the breathe leave Dem completely. His own heart sank instantly. The green glow in his eyes vanishing, and the Canid would sit in silence a moment. However, Teela's words at least gave him hope. It had been some time since he had howled over a dead friend, and he certainly hoped he wouldn't have to do that now. He just held out hope for the moment, because all that mattered was this. He looked to Teela. "Alright, I'm hoping this works. Either way, I think you need to sit down for a bit." He would sit there near Dem's legs for now, his wings folding tightly against his back now. He just waited, hating having tojust leave things to fate. It was the times when he didn't know what to do that he felt the most helpless, and this certainly was one of those times. He hated feeling helpless, but one couldn't help it sometimes.

Demoan Syndel was floating some where between worlds. Maybe a dream where she was back in hell spitting in Pars face flipping off the council while smoking a joint and pissing on thier fires. Or maybe something else.. Maybe it was heaven and she was just getting her final wish. The stitchs in her neck and patch would begin to become rejected by her body. But the blood flow was now stopped as well. Was it a sign she was turning? Or was it simpley there was no blood left to lose and she was gone. Time was exactly all that would tell. Like left over hamburger. If it began to stink it was time to get rid of it.

Danatoth grunts and was glad he wore his coat and fell back. The leather had insulated most of it. "Even vampires breath....I say give her a chance to breath..." He'd say sensing the rejection. "No don't tell me the stitches where bad." He said touching the shadows. It would disolve slowly as the flesh minded itself. His eyes watched in amazement as he pulled back.

Sortar stands, rubbing a bit of the blood from the floor between his thumb and forfinger, "Hm." Turning, he gives one more look at the now still feline's crumpled form. Shaking his head, he heads for the exit.

Darius Tanaka nods as Teela spoke and would look up blinking at the fem. She looked weak and about to pass out and he would stand, If time was what she needed, well time was what she would get. He moves over to Teelas side by the bar "Teela you okay? "saw the blood still pumping from her wound on her arm and would draw one of his knives, He knew her feeding would heal it so he would cut his wrist enough that some blood would flow and move a tad closer offering the wrist to her. "Here, i know you need it, your about to fall over Teela" concern was in his voice for the silver feline was plain to hear and he would await her and whatshe would do, There was little he could do for Dem after all right now and he didnt want Teela to pass out or anything. He was focasing on one probablem at a time right this second

Teela Necahual was barely managing to stay awake. As the adrenaline in her body faded away, with it went whatever strength she had left. Though her mind was growing fuzzy, Teela tried to think. "Take her... somewhere safe... away from sunlight." Teela murmured softly before Dan's comment caught her ears. Teela turned her gaze on him just as Dar's wrist was shoved towards her. Her exhaustion showed in that moment as she pushed his arm away from her. "How about not telling me... what vampires do or don't do." Teela paused to catch her breath, still panting and eyes slipping closed for a moment. "I breath only so I can tell you you're wrong." That wasn't entirely true though it was fact she only breathed out of habbit and for the ability to speak. "Need... rest. Please... take Dem... somewhere.... safe.." The last sentence was spoken in a dreamy tone and Teela's legs buckled as her body dictated she rest whether she wanted to or not and she fell into an almost catatonic sleep.

Charles Edwards would already be on that as Teela mentioned moving Dem. He moved to her side, one arm under her shoulders, the other would go under her knees. Canid lifting Dem's form up, and then standing slowly. He didn't want to jostle her any at the moment. She felt so limp and lifeless, he just really hoped this panned out. Without a word, the Canid would move to take Dem to one of the rooms nearby. He didn't know how to get to Dem's own room, and wouldn't take her to his either. That would probably end up bringing about some odd questions later. For now, he would place her in a bed in one of the rooms, and situate her to be as comfortable as he could on it. Then he himself moving to sit in a chair nearby in the room. He was gonna sit right there, waiting to see what happened, and most likely fall asleep right there at some point. But he would be there, and wasn't planning on leaving unless he absolutely had to. Dem was in a vulnerable state, and if those B.O.W. people, or anyone else came to try anything, he'd be there. If he didn't knwo them, then they wouldn't even get in the room if he could help it. Canid sat in vigilance, and obviously wasn't planning to be sleeping anytime soon.

Danatoth watches as dem is pulled away. His tail flicked behind him and then he'd take a few peices of cloth from his coat and dips it into the blood and would make sure to get a sample of either type and then would stalk off. The necromancer looked ready for a fight now. But it would take time for him to track these unfortunate souls down. Anyone who dared glance outside would notice a skeletal dragon raise from the earth and fly off to the dawning sky towards the necromancer's manor.

Darius Tanaka Arm gets pushed away and would nod to her and glance to Dan then back to Teela as she spoke and would blink as her body fell. he would catch her before she hit the ground and grimice some "Damn" Pics her up slowly and looks to Char "Come on, lets get them to a safe room Char" would speak as Char was already doing this. Weariness was plain on his face and in his voice as he finaly let it all come out and the arenilin was quickly fading away. He had been fighting something else as well, the devil from breaking loose and takeing over but wont touch on that for now as he would carry Teela following after Char and laying Teela in another of the rooms laying her down and making her comfterble and would yawns leaning against a wall and moving to a sitting postion yawning some eyes closed. He was tired as hell right this second as he would just sit there. Sleep would be inevitble

As the security team began to clean up one would bring a glass of water and a plate with a sandwich out and set it on the only clear part of the counter. he would set up a chair and look to Shenbal." She wouldnt be happy if you left her hungry and thirsty. It wasnt Dems way." He turned and went to helping clean up..