"Alluette, jaunty alluette. Alluette, jaunty plumere." The rest of the song dissolved into a hummed tune as the Sparrow swung his legs in the air, waiting for Bilal to get to the roof. "I'm telling you," he said once the other free-runner was gasping beside him on the roof, "you need to invest in a hookblade. I'll even give you mine if you swear on your life not to break it."
He took a deep breath and let it out, panting a little bit. “...Swear on my life? bit extreme don’t you think?” He smirked.
(This may take a bit)
((No problem. :3))
"It was my father's. I wouldn't take anything less with as many lives that've been spilled on this blade." Lex returned the smirk, the rest of his face all seriousness, including his tone. "And no, he didn't need it in Gulistan. That's what Altair and Ezio are for--springboards."
((Gulistan = the gardens of Paradise))
(...I seriously can’t bring up this muse dude..)
I have no idea how to play him..and it’s uncomfortable)
((:3 Here, an entire page of info: http://www.comicvine.com/nightrunner/29-74514/ ))
...
-shakes head-
Info’s been read...
but..
still nothing &&
;w; Bilal, be nice to Sam!
....I don’t think I’m knowledgable enough in the DC/Marvel ‘verse to pull stuff like this off
hence why I have my OCs
;w; He doesn't require that much knowledge to play. He's just a devout guy in his faith, he gets annoyed that Lex constantly has sex on his brain, and otherwise he's concerned that his people are being opressed by the white, Christian majority in France.
And the cops.
..just the sarcastic stuff I can’t do &&
He's not sarcastic all the time. Just when Lex is like "Hey, let's ******** while we're balancing at a death-defying height!"
xD oaky
...I’ll...try
:3 Yay! *hugs*
and Bilal, you be nice! *sends Chibi Bilal over*
but...
I can’t guarantee it’ll be as good as when you play him
Bilal gave a nod, then chuckled at the next comment. “I’d rather run, thank you, I don’t trust that hookblade as far as I can throw it.” He replied and stood up straight, stretching slightly.
"Uh-huh. And when you start falling, who's going to catch you? Me. My fat American a**. And my hookblade." He pointed both his thumbs at himself, eyes raking up and down Bilal's chest and stomach as the other man stretched. It was hard to believe they were of an age; the height difference and the lines worn into Bilal's face made him look older.
“I can land just fine.” Bilal pointed out and snapped his fingers “Lex. Eyes up here, get your mind out of the damn gutter”
(bleh..)
"Awwww, whazzamatta, cher?" Lex drawled, putting on a thick Cajun twang. "Y'don't like me lookin' at ya sexy self no mo', Beeelaaahl?"
A look of mild annoyance creased Bilal’s features and he shook his head. “Not when you’re thinking the thoughts I know you’re thinking.” He replied calmly, eyes narrowing slightly at the shorter male. “By the way I meant to ask, how’s that redheaded girl you’re training coming along? I believe you said her name was Sierra?” Time for a quick change of subject.
Sighing at the obvious subject change, Lex scratched at the fuzzy underside of his chin, pursing his lips. He was letting the fuzz on his face grow out, but his goattee was far from Jaime's suave look, only a few hairs coming in now on his chin and most of the rest tucked beneath, out of view, though he did have a nice mustache coming in. "Sierra? She's doing okay. I asked if she wanted to hop over here too." He held up his hands. "Don't worry, man, she's not like Lance! I promise." He made a crescent and star shape over his heart.
“Lance isn’t too bad, a bit out there, but not bad.” Bilal stated as a girl wearing a white hood and pants came up beside Lex. “..She’s a lot shorter than you.” He remarked as Sierra pulled her hood down, smiling a little.
“Lance isn’t too bad, a bit out there, but not bad.” Bilal stated as a girl wearing a white hood and pants came up beside Lex. “..She’s a lot shorter than you.” He remarked as Sierra pulled her hood down, smiling a little.
"I know! It's like we were handed a gift from God!" Lex droned in his best Jewish Brooklynite voice, not really noticing the accent showing. He grinned over at Sierra and said, "Sierra, Bilal. Hothot, person of the female persuation."
Sierra beamed brightly at Bilal who took her hand and brushed his lips against her knuckles “It is a pleasure Sierra, to finally meet you.” He said and Sierra blushed a bit “Likewise.” She smiled at Lex “Sorry about being a little later than originally planned, Kase had me in the gym later than intented”
*intended
"It's okay," Lex mumbled, feeling his cheeks burn and pressing his lips together into a line to keep his mouth shut, glad for the darkness of his skin. French tradition and all that, he knew--he'd seen Lafayette and Washington a few too many times with Lafayette showing Washington some REAL French tradition--but he still felt like giving himself a stiff shot between the legs whenever the Frenchman did something like that. He's not yours, Skandar, he told himself for the umpteenth time, stretching out his legs by bounding to the next roof over.
Bilal smiled a little bit and released her hand “Shall we?” He asked and leaped to the next roof. Sierra gulped, she always hated doing this, her fear of heights usually stalled her doing this kind of thing. She backed up a few feet and took a deep breath, calming her nerves. Bilal quirked an eyebrow and looked at Lex “She scared of heights?”
"She'll get over it," Lex stated, tone a little more deadpan than he'd intended. He chewed his lip as he remembered Rina, the woman who'd aided them in Rome, who'd had to pass on performing the Leap of Faith because of her fear of heights.
“..She’s certainly steeling herself to jump..and..she’s not doing it.” The french batman frowned a little bit at her obvious hesitant action. “Seems these roofs are a little taller than she’s comfortable with..”
Sierra stood on the roof, shivering a little, she couldn’t do it..even though she knew she had to.
Half growling and half sighing, Lex leaped back across the way and attached his hookblade to her wrist. "Jump now. If you miss, you can hook the edge of the roof. It's a failsafe. Go. Yallah!" He clapped his hands together.
Sierra blinked and looked at him “..I..” She took a deep breath, trying so hard not to shake, but it was plainly obvious she was scared out of her wits “O...o..okay...”
“come on you can do it!” Bilal assured her and Sierra gave a quiet whimper, she backed up, steeling herself to jump.
“Alright..time to jump....” She took another calming breath and ran, she’d gotten rather quick considering her training, at the edge, she jumped, readying the hookblade just in case, she squeaked as she narrowly missed, quickly utilizing the hookblade and clambering up, she scrambled onto the roof, panting heavily, shaking.
“..I HATE ROOF JUMPING!” She growled.
Rolling his eyes and his neck in one motion, Lex backed up and gauged the distance. He didn't have the luxury of the hookblade this time. He would have to fall back on his old training in Rome and Masyaf, Acre and Venice. Bouncing lightly on the balls of his feet, he took off with all the speed he could muster, throwing himself forward into the air. You're not gonna make it, half of him said, his muscles coiling, adrenaline searing infinite details into his brain--the cracks in the brickwork, the dust on Bilal's Chucks--as his fingertips grazed the lip of the roof. Then the rest of him came toward the wall, his feet jarring and finding no purchase, a hand grasping the back of his shirt, the belt around his waist, his hand clutching at a firmer hold until he was on the roof himself.
Panting, he looked over at the Algerian, his gray hoodie ridden up to show off his stomach. "Ah, Paris, so many magnificent sights, non?" he breathed, smiling and laughing as his heart beat its time in his ears instead of his chest.
“Indeed.” Bilal replied and walked closer to him, pulling the hoodie down to hide his stomach again. Sierra took the hookblade off and walked over to Lex, holding it out to him “Thanks” She said to him with a shy smile “..I don’t think I would have made it if I didn’t use the hookblade.“
"I'll make you your own," Lex panted, holding up his hand and shaking his head. "Wear it. We've bigger jumps yet." He looked at Bilal as the man stood over him, finding his feet once more, relaxing as he saw they were at a comfortable distance with one another--that is, toe to toe, almost chest to chest.
Sierra blinked “Are you sure?” She asked “What if you slip again?” She was worried about her mentor. Bilal gave a little smile and ruffled Lex’s hair gently.
Lex smiled and tilted his head into the taller man's hand, closing his eyes for a moment. He replied to Sierra's questions almost as if in a dream, "I'll have a hand to catch my fat, hash-fried, free-falling a** then, won't I?" Reaching up, he touched Bilal's cheek, sighing softly. "How about I go first this time, huh? Just to prove I'm not getting so old that I can't do my parkour."
Sierra shifted a bit, not answering right away, concern overriding her speech, she was seriously worried about Lex. Bilal smirked a little bit “Tch, you’re never too old for parkour.” was his reply “Go on then, jump but be careful would you?”
"Ha! Careful, he says!" Lex laughed as he took off from a runner's position, launching himself into a series of backward flips until he landed in a tumble on the other roof, hopping up onto his feet, a move he'd stolen from his eldest brother. Laughing, he turned in a circle, arms spread, grinning wide as he could. "I'll catch you if you fall, ma cher muezzin!"
“oh Ha ha! Very funny!!!” Bilal replied and took off at a run, easily leaping to the other roof with a bit of a show-off saumersault in the air, landing cat-like.
Sierra watched in awe at the two, seeming to be so comfortable on the rooftops. “Holy hell you two are amazing!”
"The knowledge passes through our blood!" Lex called back, grinning and pocketing his hands as he looked at the Frenchman. Stepping over, he held out a hand and pulled him up. "Hurry up on over! The sun's going down. We'll have to start on our rounds soon."
She grinned a little bit, her confidence higher than when she had jumped the last roof, her blue eyes narrowed and she took a few steps back “here goes nothing!” She took off at a run, timing the jump just right, her hands clenched the lip of the roof and she scrambled a bit, eyes narrowing. “come on Sierra..get UP!” She said and scrabbled up to the roof, grinning slightly at Lex.
“Nicely done!” Bilal patted her on the shoulder.
Lex nodded and smiled, heading on ahead of them. He froze as a voice called from somewhere nearby, "Well, what a nice surprise! And here I thought I'd broken the Bat!" Fear roiled like a cold punch through his stomach. No. No, no, no. He's supposed to be dead. This can't be. The Sparrow's eyes widened as a shadow caught in the corner of his eye, leaping... Leaping? La'a!
"Regardez!" He shoved the others back as a huge shadow destroyed the roof where they'd been standing. Flipping backward, Lex skidding to a halt, staring at the hulking figure that was Bane. A Bane with little to no skull left, the mark of a Black Lantern on his suit...but the Venom powered criminal mastermind that had broken the Batman all the same.
Sierra squeaked in fear, clinging to Bilal “What the hell..who is that....” She shivered in mild fear.
Bilal’s eyes turned unreadable. s**t this wasn’t good.
"Bilal, Sierra, get out of here now," Lex whispered, the more-or-less--substanially less--face of the masked wrestler turned criminal mastermind. "Go. Go now!" Drawing the ring from his pocket slowly, he leaped into action, clothing shifting from civilian to turquoise in a matter of milliseconds, a hidden blade of light forming on his left arm.
Bilal quickly picked Sierra, knowing the running would be faster if he ran with her “Be careful!” He called to Lex, then took off with Sierra.
"Heh. Be careful, he says," the smaller man whispered as he began to circle the hulking behemoth. The Black Lantern Bane cackled.
"You. I remember you, little boy. But come, let's see if you've learned any new moves since I thoroughly trounced you and your husband." The head cocked to one side as Lex pointed up. Looking up, an anvil crashed down onto the reanimated corpse, sending it through the roof.
"God, I hate zombies," the Assassin muttered.
Sierra squirmed and growled “NO! If this gets out I left Lex behind...” Her eyes narrowed, she was completely faithful to the Creed. “..Screw this I’m calling Kasey!” she flipped her phone opened and called Kase’s phone.
Bilal stopped once they were far enough away, making sure Sierra didn’t run off, the girl wasn’t trained enough yet, and he could see it.
Kase groaned as he answered his phone. "What? It's five o'clock in the morning." Fear punched him from his sleep. "Is Doc okay?"
On the other roof, the Sparrow readied a light-constructed shotgun, aiming it down into the hole. When a hand popped up, he blew it away. Have to destroy the ring... He leaped back as the roof below him exploded, moving forward again as Bane crawled out of the hole, aiming a kick at his head as his janbiya slid toward his ring hand. The Assassin gagged as his leg was snatched out of the air, body slammed onto the roof. Stars sprang up in his vision; pain lanced through his skull and leg. He was hauled up again and tossed aside, rolling to the edge of the roof and fetching up there in a limp heap.
“Bane is back! and Lex is fighting him, he told me to run! I don’t wanna leave him behind! I know better than that! Bilal’s with me at the moment, he got me out of there..I’m worried about Lex, Kase...I mean..he’s fighting with the Ring and all, but what if he can’t defeat Bane?!” She was pacing frantically, damn her and her inexperience! “I should be there helping him! But...I’m scared I’ll just make things worse what’m I gonna do???” She asked.
"Where's Bilal?" Kase demanded. "If he's there with you, put him on!"
Promptly, Sierra handed Bilal the phone “Bilal here.”
"WHAT THE ******** ARE YOU DOING WITH HER?! GO HELP MY HUSBAND!" Kase screamed down the line. "Or I'LL be the one snapping your back like a twig!"
Groaning, Lex lifted his head, dragging himself to one side as Bane came toward him. The Assassin managed to strangle a pained noise as the Black Lantern grasped the leg he'd used to throw him before, pulling him up to eye level.
Bilal calmly handed Sierra the phone “Stay. Put.” he ordered to her and took off to fight Bane. Sierra gave a little whimper and sank to the roof “...Please let him be okay..” She whispered, forgettng Kase was still on the line.
The Wolf paled and hung up, hurrying to get Jameel and finish getting dressed. Lex felt the blood somehow drain from his head as he saw Bilal coming toward them. Twisting his body upward, he did the only thing he could think of, jamming his fist into the remnants of Bane's skull. The Black Lantern cackled and turned his head to Bilal.
"Looking for this, Bat brat?" Lex flailed desperately, fingers brushing the black ring, the air suddenly, painfully, terrifyingly cut off as his neck was grasped by another giant hand, his back screaming as his spine felt as if it was being tested on a wrack, the two arms yanking at him from both sides. Oh, God, he's gonna rip me in half! He clawed at the fingers around his throat, his lungs screeching for air.
(Next first...fighting in Rp XD)
Bilal’s eyes narrowed, and rather suddenly a blur shot past him before he could react, and a blade slashed down on Bane’s arms.
(I don’t knooooww what Bilal can do >< wink
((*grabs a strip of him fighting*))
(BTW if you’re wondering who just cut through Bane’s arms...>3)
((Sierra?))
(She’s been watching fighting movies xD)
(-clicks on the link-)
(sweeeet)
Bilal attacked along with the hooded figure, to get Bane off of Lex.
Lex wheezed in a breath as the arms half-fell, only to find himself almost bent in half backward. A strangled noise that should've been a scream ripped itself from his mouth as the Black Lantern held him overhead, his arms regenerating almost as quick as popping in the joint on a Ken doll.
"You thought there wasn't anymore Venom left in my veins, didn't you? Wrong!" The Sparrow's eyes widened as an ominous creaking, crackling noise filled his ears. When the pair attacked, the villain swung him around, knocking him into them both. The Black Lantern lowered the Assassin down as if holding a mace, gripping him by his leg, which now was twisted at a sickening angle, the rest of the man limp against the roof, back in civilian wear once more, his ring having been knocked off in the scuffle.
Sierra’s eyes widened.
“NO!” She shrieked and Bilal snarled, launching himself at Bane’s remaining skull with his boots as Sierra stepped back a few feet, blinking as she nearly stepped on something, she picked it up, staring at the ring, she carefully put it in a zip-up pocket, twirlng the serrated blade, she wasn’t going to give up. While Bane was -hopefully- distracted, she leaped in the air with a bone-chilling battle cry and drove the blade into Bane’s neck.
((warning Bane'll be bloody
Snow Wolf leapt down from the roof tops snarling lowly tail flicking leaping at the venom filled hulk not even bothering to use a weapon aiming to hit at any pressure points giving a furious bellow her eyes focused narrowed snarling more in a silent denail possibly barging anyone else out the way having just returned from speaking with Batman getting some updated weaponary
((Snow Wolf came from behind Bane btw))
Bane constructed a black mace in his free hand, using the Sparrow's body as an improvised shield as he focused on this new combatant, swinging at her as he held the boy out against any attacks the others might provide, throwing up a wall of spike armor around himself as well for added protection. Shuddering, the Sparrow drew the knife from his boot, letting out a yell of pain as he drove it into the back of Bane's neck between the vertebrae, body drooping once again as he finished the task.
(Who’s bane swinging at?)
((He's swinging at Snow Wolf.))
Sierra quickly jumped away and her eyes narrowed, she hadn’t had much fighting experience, but she was going to do her hardest. Bilal had to move away, at least for now as Snow Wolf practically shoved him out of the way. “Damnit.”
Snow Wolf had to smirk to herself growling lowly as she landed easily. The pressure point attack had been for more than just to disable him. She'd thrown as she'd leapt down two batarangs with a more taser effect to them, looking to disrupt the Bane's body totally. She growled softly watching giving a more rumbled purr of greeting to Bilal. She'd only just avoided the swing of the mace taking the blow on the tail, her cat genes causing her to always land in a crouch ignoring the pain.
The Black Lantern shrieked as the tazers went through him, his muscles seizing, the Assassins body crumpling to the roof as he was released, a few sparks from the tazer making his frame jump. Otherwise, he lay still, one leg twisted nauseatingly in the opposite direction to normal.
Bilal saw the poor crumpled, broken Sparrow and his control over his anger snapped, letting out a nearly feral sound, the French Batman took out his anger on the seized-up Bane, hitting the psychotic b*****d with everything he had. Spotting the ring, he yanked it off of him, gripping it tightly in his hand. Sierra raced over and knelt beside Lex.
“Oh no...Lex...c’mon...wake up..” She whispered.
Blood dripped from Bilal’s hand, he’d tore the finger off as well.
“..Son of a b***h...” he snarled.
Snow Wolf snarled warningly at Bilal as she primed a bat-bomb
"This. This is for you Kase," she snarled out leaping forward again nudging Bilal out of the way gently as she shoved the bomb in Banes mouth taping it in place before leaping back moving to shield Lex and Sierra watching snarling softly.
The Black Lantern, crumbling to the roof already after the loss of the ring, was shattered into pieces by the bomb, the moldering remnants of innards, bones, and brain during to shrapnel as the corpse exploded outward wetly. The Sparrow lay where he'd been dropped, his chest still.
“Lex?! LEX!!!!” Sierra said desperately, “Oh no..No he’s not breathing!!!!” Quickly, she started CPR, there was no way she was going to let him die “Don’t...don’t you dare...” She growled. Bilal’s vision went back to normal and he ran over to Sierra who was desperately trying to revive her mentor.
Snow Wolf snarled lowly warily approaching the ring ringing Hal "Hey Hal, minor problem, in form of a black lantern ring. Can you get someone who can destroy it? I can't quite do the rainbow thing"
Snow Wolf growled more "Bilal drop the black lantern ring, you don't WANT to know where its been"
Bilal blinked, and chucked it aside, glaring at the ring still on the finger with the utmost hatred.
"I'm in the vicinity, going to your location now to pick it up. Whatever you do, don't tell Amir." The com shut down as Hal flew toward them. The Sparrow's body jerked with the movements as the black ring began to glow, the finger disintigrating, the object floating toward the young man's body. Tendrils of black light shot toward the Assassin's body, an ominous, dark voice giving one command: "Rise."
Snow Wolf snarled lowly ears back "Hal!! HAAL!!!"
Sierra’s eyes widened “s**t! NO!” She fumbled with the zipper and pulled out the turquoise ring “BEGONE!” She shouted at the black ring, shoving Lex’s ring back onto him “..I won’t let any darkness take him!” She hissed coldly, her eyes narrowing. Bilal’s eyes widened “********...”
((Snow Wolf's comment: HAAALLL! The Black Lantern ring is trying to do creepy things to Lex XD))
Hal landed on the roof as the black tendrils suddenly bounced away from the turquoise light, shrieking as the light split into green and blue and then blended once more, shooting out from the ring on the man's finger and engulfing the black ring. The ring cracked, then shattered, dissolving into nothingness. Hal looked toward the others and said lamely, "Well, my work here is done unless you want me to fly him to the nearest hospital for cardiac arrest. Though..." He looked at the man's pale face. "I'm not sure how much good that'll do if the ring was already trying to control him."
Snow Wolf pounced at Hal enthusiastically purring in greeting nuzzling into not at all interested in him as any more then a friend totally distracted now the main threat was gone giving a soft mraowrl. "Get Amir now?"
Sierra panted heavily and trembled a bit “..Get him to the hospital..” she said to the Green Lantern, her eyes determined to save Lex. “...As soon as he’s admitted, let me know what floor he’s on, I’m not leaving my mentor alone.” Her voice was sharp, and despite her size she could be rather frightening, there was an intense amount of hope around her.
Snow Wolf looked at Sierra "A reaper would work better,"
“...A what?” she was honestly confused “Aren’t Grim Reapers mythical?”
Hal grinned his widest, s**t-eatingest grin at Sierra. "Never fear the Reaper." As if on cue, he watched as a portal opened and a man younger than him but older than the others appeared out of it. "Amir, we make an objection to your little brother's body being beat to s**t by a giant, venom-pumped zombie."
Sierra squeaked in surprise and jumped back “Oh..my..” she stared as Bilal watched the proceedings silently.
Amir gave a chirp "I make an objection to giant venom-pumped zombie's spirit stinking!" he responded "I just had to drag it to the villains, already been yelling at Azrael,"
Amir grinned mischeviously "anyway I already got papa Azrael to agree to ahki not dying. He can LIIIIVE :3"
She blinked “Is he..Telepathic?” She asked, she could hear Amir’s voice in her head and she was a little confused about it, but she didn’t seem too weirded out, she moved away from Lex, blinking as Bilal placed his hands gently on her shoulder “Watch.” he instructed and the redheaded girl did just that.
Gasping like a man brought up from deep water or waking from a nightmare, Lex bolted upright, panting and clutching his chest. Looking at Amir, he spluttered, "Did you just say 'LIIIIIVE Kitty face?!'"" Flopping back down, he shuddered and sighed, staring up at the Parisian sky.
Amir grinned "No I just said go ******** Kase because he's missing you," Amir responded with an impudent chirp "though I'm sure you want to have fun with Bilal, maybe even the Jamtwist Red Owl."
Bilal’s face went puce as Amir stated this “Amir!” He said quietly. Sierra whimpered a bit and launched herself at Lex “You’re okay!”
Amir smirked before he barged Snow Wolf out the way tackling into Hal arms and legs wrapping around nuzzling into happily "Thought you'd never call, I just had to shower ten times to get rid of zombie venom hulk wanna be's stench.
Hal grinned and returned the hug. "Now that you're here, wanna help us find Razer? Aya's been throwing a fit about him going on sabbatical and nearly wrecked the Interceptor."
Amir grinned "only if I can call him bugs bunny"
Lex moaned as Sierra tackled him, "JUST BECAUSE I'M ALIVE DOESN'T MEAN MY LEG'S NOT ******** UP SIXTEEN HUNDRED ******** TIMES FROM CHRISTMAS LAST YEAR! ALLAHU AKBAR!" Finishing his screaming, he looked at Bilal. "I'm going to ******** you, Pretty Blade, Jampotwisty Red Owl, and Kasey all tonight in one bed, I swear to the merciful and compassionate God we share!"
“I’m sorry!!!” Sierra backed up, tears in her eyes “..I um...found your ring and put it on you..seemed to help get rid of the aura of the black ring..” she blushed deeply. Bilal snorted a bit “..You’re in no shape to be doing anything!”
Amir blinked "Ahhkiiii who's Pretty Blade?" he asked curiously chirping more as he snuggled Hal again so tempted to snog him then and there. Snow Wolf rolled her eyes play pouncing at Sierra tail flicking before gently nosing at Lex not caring how much zombie blood was on her.
"You can," Hal answered, looking at the others and rubbing the back of his neck. Awkward.
"I'LL KICK YOUR a**, ONE LEG DOWN OR NOT!" Lex snarled at Bilal before petting Snow Wolf. "Pretty Blade's my old friend from high school and Bilal's fiancee...husband...thing... I can't remember right now." Using Snow Wolf as a bolster, he managed to push himself up on his one leg. "Whatever you two are, I'll fu..." The next thing he knew he was face to fabric with Bilal's hoodie, limp as a boned fish--and wonderfully, conscious still--in the Frenchman's arms.
Bilal caught him gently, carefully he sat down and held him close “We need to get you to the hospital..” Sierra blinked as she was play-pounced by Snow Wolf and smiled a bit, cheering up if only slightly. “Well..I saved him..so I guess I’m good to go..” She said quietly, looking at Hal and Amir, then back at Lex and Bilal, the frenchman stroking Lex’s hair gently.
Snow Wolf gave a mraowrl settling to follow Bilal quietly. Amir chirped impudently looking at Hal "you been practising that mind reading thing?"
"Not really," Hal stammered. Lex looked up at Bilal as the man cradled him in his arms. Grasping his face between his hands, he crammed his tongue down Nightrunner's throat, his strength fleeing almost as quickly as it had rallied, dropping him back into the man's waiting hold.
"Hospital, muezzin, unless you want me to give you directions on how to fix a leg that's done a 180."
Bilal groaned quietly into that insanely passionate kiss, carefully he stood up, cradling Lex, he looked at Sierra “I’ll contact you as soon as he’s admitted.” Silently the redhead nodded and he took off with Lex.
Snow Wolf had to focus on masking the tail after flicking it up to carefully wrap it around one arm making sure to keep it out of sight of 'normal' humans even though it really did ******** with some of her sense of balance, taking off after Bilal. Amir grinned before he wrapped his arms and legs tighter about Hal snogging him cramming his tongue down his throat, nope doesn't care who sees.
Sierra sighed, feeling rather out of place, she shifted a little, hugging herself.
“I’m just...uhh..” She shifted, not sure what to do.
Hal handed Sierra his cell phone and pointed to the name Pretty Blade. Lex settled his head against Bilal's arm, mumbling half-coherent instructions as to both set his leg and how to tell his husbands what had gone on to get him into such a state.
“ah...th..thanks..” Sierra stuttered a little, feeling semi-uncomfortable “And thank you for coming to help save Lex..” She dialed the number..
“I’m not lying to them by the way, Lex.” Bilal said gently.
Amir pulled back "Green Lanterns, think its part of the job description... is it Hal?"
"Yep," Hal yawned and shook his head. "Agh, I've got jet lag now."
"Bilal Asselah, I will ******** play football between the goal posts of your a** cheeks once I fill the hole with concrete, I swear t'Guhh..." The threatening insult died off in a slur as the Assassin passed out again, body finally having enough of his antics.
"Hello?" Jake yawned, answering the phone. "Douchebag Jordan, right?"
Amir chirped again mischeviously snogging Hal nibbling a bit "could always book a h--" he paused giving a huge yawn of his own "I've got realm lag? Does that even exist? It does now :3"
“...Sierra Jenson, actually.” Sierra replied calmly, stifling a snicker at the response. Bilal was about to answer when Lex passed out, he sighed a little and got him admitted. Sierra quickly looked at Hal, in silent question as to what the hell she was supposed to say.
"Who?" Jake snarled. "Look, why the hell're you calling? It's like..." He looked at the clock. "...******** in the morning. What do you want?"
Sierra sighed and quickly explained what had happened.
“So, Hal handed me the phone and got me to call you.” She stated.
Jake hung up after the hospital portion and drove as quickly as he could, parking the car and running into the hospital in time to help Jameel stop Kase from manhandling an uncooperative French doctor to an early death in the restroom.
Sierra handed Hal his phone back, glancing at her buzzing phone and she picked it up “Lex is in the fourth floor, room 408” She said to Hal and Amir “...I’m going to head there...” She took off towards the hospital, becoming little more than a blur.
Amir pouted "HEY! WHO GOT TOUCHED BY THE SPEED FORCE WITHOUT ME KNOWIN"
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