londons burning... look out! ( OPEN!! EVACUATION! )

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color:; font-size: 7pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 400px;]unfortunately, seafoam didn't make it. well, his body did as he soared through the window, but the smoke inhalation killed him too quickly in his leopard body- so while the corpse dropped with a heavy sound, totally engulfed with flames, the fox seafoam ran out of the cathedral with a horrible hack, his ribs aching horribly.

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    And there he was still trapped in his room, snoozing. Typical Michael. The crimson boy was hidden under a mountain of blankets and had fallen asleep to the sound of Green Day playing from an iPod he had found. In case anybody needed him during his day of rest, the door was left wide open, which was not a good thing as smoke and flames were now granted an easy access into his bedroom. Michael sniffed deeply before wriggling out from a black blanket, jade green gaze flickering towards the door when he let out a loud curse. "SHIIT!"


    Moltenmotion was prowling around the flames, her usually twisted smirk focused in place. There he was, laying in a bloodied heap on the floor, face hissing and crackling from the flames. Burnt. He was burnt and all he felt was shame flooding through his veins. "I could you could say you got burned," Taunted the female cougar with a throaty snort before leaping off through the smoke to safety, leaving him all around to wither.


    Because of that one night, he'd gained a fear. Fear of fire--he didn't piece it together until now as the fire began to eat away at his papers laying around his room and he couldn't feel himself breath, despite the air still being fresh-ish. Mikey finally snapped his neck to the side and grabbed his stuffed lion, Daniel, and the blue guitar pick Fi had given him.


    Somehow, he made it out into the hallway and let out a loud gag as smoke filled his lungs. Who the fucck had caused this? "F-fiona!" Michael yelled, tears streaming down his face. From events a few weeks before with fire, the ash in there still hadn't properly left his lungs, so he was getting used to the thick and dense air quickly. Jade, Ashton, Luke, Calum, Emilie... Where they okay? What about his Sunguard squad? ! Mostly the fear of Fiona dying made him continue. He never dare stop and give up, leave her alone with the kittens they weren't ready for.


    Suddenly, he stumbled over something and fell flat on his face, coughing up ash as he peered down with a slitted gaze at the body. It was Lucas Hemmings--one of his best friends. Dead. Gone. But Michael still had hop as he tugged at the ex-duke's tail, a deep frown pressed onto his face. "L-Luke.. Gotta get up, man, we gotta go.." He whispered, confusion and sudden horror lacing his tone. Not dead. No! He had been such a prick to Luke, but he still loved the younger boy closely, and now he was dead and Michael never got to say how much he appreciated him. "Oh. My. God." He finally whispered, turning away and continuing his trip down the crackling corridors, a hollow feeling inside his chest. Little did he know what Ash was dead too.


    So there he was, lost in the cathedral, close to the main room, but still lost and hollow.


    too tired to proof read i'm sorry

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    Thor's heavy, ungraceful steps carried him through the cathedral. Galloping down the corridors and checking for any poor souls who hadn't made their way out. Since the realization that his family were gone and struck, he had become more reckless than ever. What did he have to live for? He had been through this before, fire striking Sunclan territory, he knew the drill.


    Thor's dark, swamp green eyes saw a stumbling figure through the smoke. Thor ran closer, coughing roughly and blinking his aching eyes heavily. "What are you doing? Everyone needs to get out. Now." Thor snapped, riding up beside Michael and touching his flank with his tail in a hope to give him a sense of comfort that someone was with him.

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    cal was currently helping fargo and unfortunately could not run over to michael, he hoped thor would be able to get the head sunguard to move along."c'mon mikey!", cal added his encouragement, still trying to hoist fargo up
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    Shiv ended up just standing there and panicking, unable to see any way out. The kitten let out a distressed scream, completely losing all common sense when panic took over.

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    She couldn't move. Someone said Indi was hurt? Where was he? And Mask and.. And Cal? She noticed Cal though from her spot and felt herself moving forward although she stopped. "Cal!" The tortoiseshell would call hopefully, her heart seeming to rapidly begin beating as she took in deep breaths. "GUYS, GET OUT! Get away from the building!" She'd shout. Luke had already died, hadn't he? She wasn't about to lose anyone else because they were too damn stubborn to get out and away.

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    dan looked back at the entrance, it's glow almost gone by the sea of sunclanners and smoke. no, he won't go out. he had to save his clanmates. he would faint or cook on the inside if he had to.




    dan's metal paws scratched the stone below him as he went in deeper into their burning building. surely vanilla and little were out already. but there were many of his friends still in there. his gaze traveled around the sea of felines and other animals, and he saw shiv. though he didn't know the kit well, he knew shiv wouldn't find a way out as soon as possible.




    racing over to the helpless kitten, he leaned down and looked at him. "hey, shiv. it's me, dan. i'm here to get you out. just, don't breathe touch." dan tried to comfort the kit, but by doing so, he might've inhaled around a gallon of smoke.




    or might've freaked the kit out by his metal appearance.
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    Em, he could hear Em. "have to help out!", he shouted back, clearly confused as to where he was. the only people he could see were mikey, fargo and dead luke. everything was messing with his brain. the feline got his wolf friend down to the river before doubling back to get mikey, "c'mon, we'll get him out, c'mon.", was his mantra as he crouched and got ready to heave luke's body down the bank. no way were they leaving him there to burn.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; letter-spacing: -1px; font-size: 11pt][justify]Hearing his reply, she felt lost. Help out? She understood that, yes, but if the cathedral decided to blow up while he was inside, she was going to just be more broken than lost. It was then that she noticed Mask and instantly, she whirled around, heading towards the rather bad looking doe. "Mask! Oh my god, Mask!" The nurse would cry, coming to a stop by the knight and almost instantly freaking out at the sight, reaching for a bundle of herbs she had with her.


    / quoting this here for my reference <3


    [quote='masqueradeball','http://new.feralfront.com/index.php?thread/&postID=73295639&#post73295639']
    injury summaries: Chipped spinal cord resulting in being paralyzed in the left leg and sensitivity in right leg (this will fade to a week left leg and everything else will be normal). Deep wound cuts on back and inflamed hooves.

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 440px;]He gave a quick glance over to Thor before wheezing, "Would you help me and Cal move Luke outside?" Not waiting for an answer (since he could always just say no and walk off or help) and grabbing the ex-duke's other leg, watching Calum between the smoke. Michael knew they needed to get out of here as quickly as possible, but there was no way in the world that he was leaving one of his best friends behind in the process. "Come on Cal, w-we can do this!" He told his co-worker loudly with a firm nod, another cough ending his sudden brave moment of speech.

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    Deadie - I hope your prepared for how attached Fargo's going to be too Cal now


    The wolf almost let's out a yell of surprise as Calum appears next to his shoulder as his drags his lower half through the rubble. Having someone to lean on makes the job easier but they still aren't moving that fast. The canine had been inhaling smoke for a while now and gradually slowing down with each pull despite his determination to get out of here alive with his little savior cat. Eventually the odd pair make it too the river before Calum stops helping and turns around in hopes of retrieving Luke's body. Emerald orbs watch as the feline returns to the flames before he looks around the area while a hacking cough make his whole body shake. With a final heave he falls on his side not too far from the river bank edge. As he lands on his wide a high-pitched yelp escapes his mouth causing him to thrash on the ground for a moment before calming down not being able to get up since his hind legs are working too well he can't get up. Panic starts to run through his mind as they lays there thinking about the fiery rumble that collapsed on him. Would it collapse on his friends too? Calum just ran back into the falling building to get Luke's body but what if the ceiling drops on them? Then both Mikey and Calum would be gone with Luke. A worried whimper escapes his throat as he tries to sit up to watch for them to races out of the building along with his other clanmates. Unfortunately this doesn't happen, so the burnt, possibly paralyzed wolf lays there by himself, waiting for the ready of the clan to get out alive.
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    he was barely breathing now, but this had to be done. a last prayer to the heavens was his last thought as he managed to get luke supported on both him and mikey's shoulders, hoping thor would keep his back end from falling into the dust. "we can.. we can...", were all the words he managed to choke out before his already cracked voice dissolved into a hacking cough. his lungs were trying their best and cal was glad.
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    Damn it, damn it, damn it. Noticing Fargo, the really overwhelmed nurse would find herself looking from him to Mask and back. "I'll be right back, Mask, I promise. Please don't die on me." With a worried look, she'd grab some aloe vera and poppy seeds, making her way over to where the wolf was. "Hey Fargo?" The multicolored feline would try, grabbing the aloe leaves she had brought along and allowing herself to break them. All she wanted was the gel on the inside, she noted, as she tried to gently rub it onto his burns if he allowed her to do so.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px; font-family: times; font-size:12px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]Emilie's voice breaks through his worried mind before she starts rubbing the soothing aloe on the first of many burns. Unfortunately he doesn't think it's going to do much, a waste if you will. His legs aren't working, his lungs still gilded with smoke, the cough he just had proves it, and his burns almost cover his whole body. He feels like a potato chip or whatever hand call them coming fresh out of the blazing hot oven. Obliviously he's not going to live long like this, he can't do anything now. A cough momentarily takes control of his body and makes it do some sort of spastic dance before going limp again. "No, no, no, no help someone else." He pleads the nurse in a raspy voice twisting his neck to get a better look at her with his eyes hoping she will understand despite the fact it's her job to save animals.


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    "I'll get his upper body."


    Thor spluttered, his husky voice interrupted by coughs. The smoke clogged up his throat, an invisible blockage in his throat made it hard for him to take breath. Crouching, Thor attempted to squirm beneath Luke's body so his chest was propped on to his back. With the others holding his legs, Thor shakily stood to his big paws with the former deputy's weight pushing down on him. "Lets go." Thor coughed, turning his head to look at his clanmates.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px ridge transparent; color: white; width: 350px;][justify][sub]"Fargo.. I.." She didn't know what to say. She couldn't just leave, although he requested for her to do so, and that was her breaking point. "Fine, fine, fine. But take these," she'd murmur, nudging some poppy seeds over towards the canine, her gaze worrisome. She'd be back if he looked like he was getting much worse, she promised herself, before heading back towards where Mask was.

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    [/fancypost]    		 [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid transparent; width: 350px; height: 120px; font-family: georgia;][justify]thor did not know how thankful cal was, but whatever air he had left was evidently not enough to speak, his breaths were getting shallower and shallower, but they would strive one. cal glanced toward mikey, giving his friend a shaky half-hearted nod so as not to jostle luke that much. they would make it to the river.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px; font-family: times; font-size:12px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]The nurse lingers at his side for a moment before running off to help someone else. Not before she drops a few poppy seeds by his muzzle. Without thinking he laps them up quickly and waits for the pain killers inside it to kick in. Unfortunately the seeds started a tickle in his soot-covered throat and soon he was hacking away again, only this time a small cloud of black ash erupted out of his throat and nose. His body shudders once again before he goes limp on the ground. Panting he looks around before a familiar pushing feeling in his stomach becomes noticeable. With a low moan he attempts to roll on his stomach before he throws up. Lurching forward the wolf spits up what remains of his last meal and the poppy seeds, the rest is just grey stomach acid, color-change on behalf of the pile of rubble and ash he feel in. Trying to escape te burning building. Holding back a groan the wolf flops back down again and closes his eyes. Maybe some sleep will do him good, he's tired anyways not being able to breath and having just gone through that last chaotic event.
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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 440px;]Michael gave a quick smile of thanks to Thor before catching Calum's eye once again and returning the nod. He sensed his friend getting light-headed and weak, so they'd need to move as quickly as possible. "Ready?" Came the loud question of the crimson dyed boy. He gripped the dead ex-duke's leg tightly as if it might fall apart in his paws.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 320px; height: 250px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; margin-top: -10px; width: 250px; margin-left: -12px; letter-spacing: -2px;][align=center][font=georgia][size=20pt][b][i]☼ [shadow=black,left]p[/shadow]arker [shadow=black,left]m[/shadow]ikaelson[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; margin-top: -21px; width: 320px; letter-spacing: 2px; margin-left: -12px;][align=center][font=georgia][size=8][b]>> SUNGUARD [i]![hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; margin-top: -11px; width: 320px; margin-left: -12px;][align=center][size=6pt]sunclan - sunguard - [abbr=female, baby serval, vampire, hard, bonded with aurelia, multiple possessions, memory manipulation, eye color manipulation]hover[/abbr] - attack in #ffdb4d[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; margin-top: -15px; width: 320px; margin-left: -15px;][hr][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid black; width: 320px; margin-top: -200px; margin-right: 66px;][justify][font=georgia][size=8]/thE ONE DAY IM COMPLETELY AWAY I SWEAR


    Parker had the skill to sleep through a lot of things, especially now that she was a baby again.. but this was just ridiculous. The Sunguard remained asleep for the majority of the fire despite the smoke the filled the air and the flames lapping at the walls around her. Her eyes only snapped open when the fire got close enough to touch her, harshly burning the skin on her arm.


    Quickly, she jumped up and stumbled back, cradling her forearm gingerly. There was so much fire! Where did this all come from? How long had it been burning?! How was she supposed to escape? Didn't Elijah mention that fire could permanently kill her? Ah....


    Coughing, the child looked around, only finding the door as a possible exit. How did she manage to pick the most isolated room to sleep in? Carefully, she neared the door, keeping as far from the flames as she could. Thank goodness it was half-open already, at least she could get out.. if she could make the jump. Standing between her and it.. was a small wall of flames, lapping at the ground hungrily.


    She didn't believe in God but now was one of those times that she was praying fiercely. She had no choice.. she had to jump or she was going to die. Ugh.. Swallowing hard, she took a few steps back and said one final prayer. Then she ran, ran and ran, jumping at the last possible second.


    It burned like.. well, fire.


    She landed on the opposite side awkwardly, tumbling with a yelp into the door. She'd singed the fur on her stomach but otherwise, she was okay.. Panting and coughing, the serval stood and started to make her way out, trying to find an exit.


    It took a while but eventually, she collapsed onto the grass by the river, struggling to catch her breath. Stupid fire.. she hated it.


    /needs treatment for smoke inhalation and a burn on her arm

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