"--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--"
Jonah: Jonah was in the sewers when Char's message came through to him. He hated that he could not communicate with her so easily. She would send him these messages when she was in need but there was never any guarantee that he could get ahold of her as easily. His phone was quickly in his hands and dialed her number, hoping she would pick up.Charlotte Ruse: She was close to passing out with not only the amount of blood she'd lost, but also the sight of it. She'd been rambling unbeknownst to her on CN, using technokinesis, and now her phone was going off. Her mind connected to it, answering it and she could only hope it was him as she managed to say his name.... "Jonah!" It was weak, almost whispered, and then she'd passed out with less than a pint of blood in her body. However, her phone was still on and the noise of the raid could be heard in the background, with security guards standing around her, discussing what to do with her.
Jonah: "Char, what's wrong?" He heard her voice for a moment before it was interrupted by voices. His ears strained to pick up what they were saying but he managed to figure out that they were guards and that she had broken in to some place. Letting the line go dead, he checked the family CrowNet for any sign of where she was and realized that another fae business had been found. The address posted by her, he ran as quickly as he could to the building.
Charlotte Ruse: Two guards had her by the wrists and ankles and had lifted her up, carrying her off to an office, or a quiet room to question her and get some information from her when she awoke. They could see from her wounds that she wasn't very strong and they'd worked her over well - so they weren't afraid of her and knew that when they were done, they could simply dispatch of her. And they were laughing about it, all while calling her names and talking about how pathetic she was.
Jonah: With hammer in one hand and gun in the other, Jonah's shoulder connected with the front door and sent it flying off of its hinges. Notte was at his side, her long legs allowing her to keep up easily with the killer. "What is wrong Hammer?" "We need to find her." Notte paused for a moment and considered resisting the request for help but chose not to this time. She leisurely drifted off in a different direction from her master to cover more ground.
Charlotte Ruse: She was tossed in a corner as if she were a wet rag, arms and legs limply landing in a most uncomfortable position. "Well, she's a bit of a looker! Bet we can have some fun with her while questioning!" "Ha! Yeh! We'll make her squeal one way or another!" They were laughing crudely as they closed the door, locking it behind them - as there was a large crash of the door coming in that they ran to see what was going on. "OI! WHAT THE HELL MATE?!
Charlotte Ruse: "Well ****!" One of them said as he saw his friend get cut down,as well as a number of colleagues. He frowned and snarled calling out of the noise of the gun. "WE HAVE ONE OF YOUR KIND! STOP NOW, OR SHE WILL NEVER BE SEEN AGAIN!"
Jonah: The gun was levelled at the one speaking and without waiting, he pulled the trigger and gunned him down as well.
Charlotte Ruse: "Shi..." He didn't finish the thought as he died, though he died knowing she was hidden away behind a large metal door and would die with the wounds she had if not found.
Jonah: Notte moved quickly through the building, staying hidden from the guards on this floor. Eventually, she found a heavy metal door and passed through it. The Hammer's companion was surrounded by men with weapons and she knew that she could do nothing about it. Floating silently towards the girl, she put her lips near her ear. "He is coming."
Charlotte Ruse: Charlotte was out cold, bullets riddled her body that seemed paler than usual and withered - almost all her blood drained from the wounds. So she knew nothing of what was going on around her.
Jonah: The wraith smiled. "It is good that you're not trying to get away this time. I knew that you would be comforted by this knowledge. The Hammer cares for you and will not leave you."
Charlotte Ruse: Still out cold, there was no response as she lay there, though she did groan softly as a guard decided to press on one of her wounds to check she was still alive.
Jonah: Assured that the girl was ok, she drifted back to Jonah who was running in the wrong direction. "This way!" She called. He skidded to a halt and looked back at her. "Is she safe?" "If you hurry," was her reply. Running after her, they were soon at the metal door and the heavy metal hammer began to slam in to ti.
Charlotte Ruse: The guards around her took up position, guns levelled at the door while one knelt behind her and pulled her up to shield himself, gun to her head, waiting.
Jonah: The beating stopped for a moment and shuffling could be heard outside the door, followed by heavey footsteps walking away. The silence drug on for a few moments before the click of the lock could be heard and the door opened outward.
Charlotte Ruse: The guards all shuffled their positions, making sure eyes were lined down the sights, butts were against shoulders and resolves were steeled. Whatever was on the other side of the door - as soon as it was in view - would get it from 5 barrels, the sixth aimed at Charlotte's head still.
Jonah: A wailing banshee whirled through the room, screaming as it attacked each of the guards in turn. A fae of sound and air blinding and deafening all in the room.
Charlotte Ruse: Fingers pulled on triggers, guns went off, flashes and bangs echoed everywhere - a couple more bullets ricocheting into Charlotte's body, making her cry out automatically. The guards lay dead as the sidhe vanished to nothing - all except the one who was now shaking behind Charlotte, gun still held to her head as he waited to see what would come next through the hell door
Jonah: Jonah moved faster than the human could imagine and was through the door, his gun levelled at the guard's head and a burst of bullets were flying out towards him. His long legs ate the distance between the door and Charlotte and he held her close to him.
Charlotte Ruse: The guard didn't stand a chance as he collapsed, dropping Charlotte. However, before she could fall, Jonah had her in his arms tight, safe. Unfortunately, she was too weak to move, toodrained to come too - and so knew none of what had happened.
Jonah: Caressing her face, Notte hovered over them both, frowning. He whispered to her. "It's ok, I've got you."
