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WHO: Sherlock Holmes and ANYONE AT THE TOWN HALL MEETING WHO WANTS IN
WHERE: The Town Hall Meeting
WHEN: Right after the votes are finished and the five are announced.
WARNINGS: Violence, likely.
SUMMARY: Welp. He ain't going down without a fight.
FORMAT: I'm setting up in Prose, but then action spam please so I don't die.

Sherlock twitched with each vote, watching the assembly keenly. His finger tapped out a pattern on his thigh, completely at random, brow furrowing as each vote was cast.

He could feel it, there, slowly settling on his chest. The weight of his failure.

With each call of his name, it grew stronger. Failed. Failed.

He had to make a decision. He couldn't go along with this. He couldn't simply let them drag him into the dark. There was still a chance to do something.

He glanced nervously at John on his right, searching his face when the man wasn't looking. Yes. At least he could do one thing right.

"Sherlock Holmes." The name rang out and Sherlock immediately stood, tearing his arm from the sling. It was, of course, completely and entirely functional. Annoying that Sherlock had broken it, but the ruse was imperative, and now it was no longer needed.

He immediately stepped in front of John, throwing an arm out to protect him even as the other drew his gun.

"John. Run."

Suddenly the room was full of Skrulls - projections of Skrulls - created by Sherlock's mind and cast between the occupants. Never quite solid, never quite there, but you had to really look at them to notice. And in the meantime, they would serve as a distraction.

Sherlock Holmes was furious.

And he wasn't going down without a fight.

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[oops terezi is probably seriously in the way of any evaluation that would be going on right now other than "jesus that girl can bleed"? and is probably getting bled all over too, good job terezi.]

Feferi's right, we should get out of here!

[hey she's not panicking, she's just really upset. there is a small but significant difference.]

Kanaya, can you walk??

[She's barely listening to the rest of the group at this point, truth be told. Kanaya is -- much worse-off than Andromeda was thinking she was, and she's hissing charms at her wand in a very demanding tone. Bandages are pouring out of its tip and she places a neat stack of them folded against the largest area of the wound. (her wand is wedged awkwardly in the crook of one of her elbows).]

Terezi, we can't do anything until this is contained. Here, help me lift her to sit up a little and then we'll -- get out of here.

[

[ she's got her bearings enough that standing up isn't an issue, the bandages are more disorienting than the bloodloss. she raises a few fussy hands at andromeda because she can stand just fine on her own, god why does everyone insist of fussing like this!

still glowing uncomfortably, she waves her hands about and gurgles incoherently about how she can't leave while all these people still need to get out, not sure why everyone's looking at her like she's just spitting blood. (even though she is) ]

[the longer they stay here, the more likely it is for someone else to get hit, from eridan or the skrulls or some other source. in spite of herself, feferi's starting to feel a little frantic.]

Well, how long is this going to take? We're sitting quackbeasts here!

We know, let's just go!!

[terezi stood up when kanaya did, and she kind of wraps one her arms around one of hers in concern. she seems to be standing okay but terezi is still freaked out, so...]

Okay, okay!

[And it's at that point that she throws up that glowing blue protective shield around the group of them -- sans herself. The bandages are in place, more or less. If Kanaya is able to walk like this, they can -- probably get to the clinic, as strange as that seems to her.]

I've got to check on some others too, all right? Just head to the clinic, and I'll be there as soon as I can. There's others who can help in the meantime. I'll keep this up as long as you're in the building, all right?

[ kanaya gasps and gurgles and fusses still, why is no one listening to her? she's fine, she doesn't need to go, there's too much work to do still!

so, she ends up pounding on the inner side of the shield before folding her arms and looking at feferi and terezi in annoyance.

she finds herself suddenly very uncomfortably aware of a thirst at the back of her throat ]

[to andromeda:] Thank you, um... [oops feferi didn't get her name!] We should be okay for now!

[at kanaya she squints.]

What is it? Do you need something? Can you gesture, or something like that? [she waves her hands vaguely as if to demonstrate her point]

[terezi, on the other hand, is totally focused on her moirail. she shuffles around so that she's in front of kanaya, facing her, as though such face-to-face proximity will solve the riddle that is the sylph.]

Whatever it is can wait, right? Nod if the answer is yes!!

[ she looks ruefully at the tumult outside their little bubble, then back at terezi and feferi with a grimace, baring her fangs.

at this point, she tosses her hands in the air in surrender and drags in a portal home. she probably could've just teleported to the other side of the shield, but everyone would just complain, wouldn't they? ]

[feferi about bounces through the portal in her rush--but wow, kanaya seems kind of pissed about something. why would that be???] Terezi, does Kanaya seem mad to you?

[and then she notices where the portal is actually to] Hey, wait a sec, Kanaya, we're supposed to go to the clinic!

[terezi is satisfied enough with the destination to hustle kanaya through it. it's her turn to do some fussing and bugging.]

She seems like she's being a stubborn dumbass at the worst time!!!

[yes kanaya, she is frowning disapprovingly at you.]

At least we're not in the middle of everything anymore, I guess.

[ kanaya just purses her lips as she heads through the portal. was she being monumentally stubborn? absolutely! b but the clinic wouldn't have any idea what to do with her. it would be better for her to get back home, where she had about two bottles of blood left. that should fix the problem in no time!

she's still upset that they're even making her leave, like this is really some huge issue or anything! i mean, it's just a hole through her chest, guys, come on ]

[feferi's finally starting to clue in that kanaya actually has some other intentions. they just better be treatment-oriented! she lets out an exasperated huff.]

Well, if we're not going to the clinic, at least tell me there's somebody here who can heal you. You're not going to walk around with a glubbing hole in your aerating sac!

[wait, kanaya can't seem to talk. she turns to terezi instead.] Do you know what the hell she's doing?

Being stupid!!

[wow terezi you are so helpful. but she's not done yet, she knows feferi will help her keep her moirail in line!]

Does it look like it's healing a little to you? Maybe we should put her to bed.

[ she takes a peek under the bandage and decides it wouldn't be productive to voice her findings. assuming she could voice anything at all.

instead she stalks off with a shrug to the little mini-fridge she keeps in her room ]

Hm! I don't know, Terezi, it looks like Kanaya actually knows what she's doing!

[with that she follows kanaya with a mixture of suspicion and curiosity. hope kanaya doesn't mind her just wandering into her room, whoops]

[yeah they are just havin' a little party in kanaya's respiteblock here.]

I guess it's possible that she's not actually dying anymore?

[ she glances back at them behind her, a skeptical look that can't believe they ever thought she was actually dying, or that she actually can again.

she shakes her head as she pulls one of the bottles out of the fridge, wasting no time getting it open for a healthy gulp ]

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