The Pig and Crown (private)

Hawk sighed and rolled his eyes as he rubbed the his cheek where she had punched him.
"You know you'll never get a boyfriend that way."He said before he could stop himself.
Hawk wished he could take it back but it was to late.

"What the h*** did you just say to me?!"She growled and then grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.

"I didn't mean it, I swear."Hawk said putting up his hands and trying to back away.

Scarlet hissed and threw him to the floor calling him a few cuss words before an eraser grabbed her by the arm and pulled her away from him.

"I never thought I'd say this, bu thank god for erasers..."Hawk said as he sighed in relief.

Fin looked over at them for a moment wanting to asked them for help.
He grabbed Payton's hand and placed it on her upper thy making him hold it tightly.
Then he grabbed Mason's hand placing it on her ankle. As he touched them once more their past flashed in his eyes. Hoping they would understand he needed them to hold her down.
He did not look them in the eyes he simply studied the wound once more.
Waiting to make sure they understood.

Artemis sighed as Fin held a bag of ice to her leg. She looked back at Payton as he stared at her. She realized that he would eventually have to remove the bullets from her leg in some way. She watched as he placed Payton's hand on her thigh and Mason's on her ankle. she waited patiently as he examined her wound again.

[font=georgia]Payton, the sniffy prude, was so scared of touching a female leg that he hastily snatched his hand away and held it to his chest as if he had been burned. But that fleeting touch was enough to supply Fin with an endless supply of images: blood and congealed vomit splattered on the stark white bathroom tiles like paint; the overflowing sink, steaming water gushing onto the floor; a pale and wasted face with circles like purple bruises under the crescents of his eyes; a palsied hand that constantly trembled, and its wild grab for that glass of vodka; and pills--all sorts and colors of pills scattered across the ground, floating lazily in the pool of water at his feet, bobbing up and down in the empty toilet bowl. There was also a dull throbbing in his head, like the first flutterings of a nasty hangover, and a deep well of pitiless sorrow. Yet as more scenes began to surface--those depicting his experience at the School: barbed wire fences as tall as the sky, dark and cramped holding cells, a tiny window cut into the stone overhead, and the view behind it: the wide open fields and rolling green hills--they were abruptly crowded out by a new, stronger consciousness--Mason.

His memories were less colorful, but fresher and pulsing with vitality. The first was a black-and-white photograph, framed behind glass and placed on an old cherrywood coffee table in a cozy kitchenette. It showed a bearded man in a white lab coat and he was smiling broadly at the camera. Beside him sat a child of about preschool age, contemplating the structure of a 300-piece jigsaw puzzle. There was a feeling that this place was somewhere far away, and with that feeling came the notion that Mason was intimately connected with the child.

The photograph was replaced with the image of a plain-faced woman in an expensive business suit. Her arms were crossed over her chest and she was wearing a look of extreme irritation. The spectacles that dangled from her neck shone softly, catching the light of the candle on the nightstand behind, and the gold lettering on its frame glittered.

The rest were ordinary, everyday snapshots of life: the inside of the local supermarket, the pack of cards he had bought at a discount store in New Jersey a year ago, five fat city pigeons marching down the sidewalk in single file, a glimpse through the window of a hearse, and the child-sized coffin inside...

Fin watched the memories, his face showed no emotion towards them. He had grown used to seeing the bad side of people, since the memories we never forget are usually the worst times of our lives.
Fin pushed the pictures away and turned to look at Payton when he pulled away.
He would need someone to hold her down or it would never work.
Fin then turned to look at Mason hoping he would explain this to Payton.

Just then Scarlet was thrown onto the counter beside them cussing as a few peaces of glass cut into her skin. She jumped to her feet balancing easily in the stilettos, a cat skill.
Scarlet looked down at fin and the other boys.
"Fin your gun please."She said holding out her hand for the gun, her tone wit fin was much different then it was with Hawk. Scarlet could be nice if she wanted to, and besides Fin never got on her nerves. Perhaps that was because he was unable to speak.

Fin rolled his eyes and pulled out his gun handing it to her.
He made sure not to touch her skin, Fin had seen Scarlet's past before and didn't care to watch the dark story again. She may have one of the worst pasts he had ever seen.

[font=georgia]"He wants you to hold her leg."

"What?" Payton looked up at him with big puppy eyes. "B-but she's a--please, don't make me do that."

Mason arched an eyebrow. "Then don't do it," at which Payton exhaled a sigh of relief. "You can watch her die."

He fidgeted nervously with the sleeves of his chef's coat, picking out stray threads and pretending that he hadn't heard, but he knew as Mason did that he wasn't the type to let a little squeamishness get in the way of saving someone's life. He glanced sideways at Scarlet, Fin, and Hawk in turn--anything except the pain in Artemis' face--and even gave Mason one last pleading look, but Mason did nothing except wait.

"Oh, alright! I'll do it!" Thinking that the best way to handle this situation was to get it over with as quickly and painlessly as possible, he raised his hands for Fin to take, his head hung in defeat.

Scarlet while shooting a few more erasers listened to there conversation and rolled her eyes.
It was just a girl for gods sake, what was with this guy. Although if a guy grabbed her like that he probably wouldn't live much longer. An eraser lunged for her long leg and she smacked him in the head with the gun making him fall back.
When he agreed to do it Scarlet turned to look at him and couldn't help but roll her eyes again.
She then kicked an eraser in the face before doing a back flip off the counter and landing in the small space between Fin and Payton.
"Good god man, I'll do it."She said and then shoved both her hand guns at him.
"Hold these... please."Scarlet said and then turned to Fin.

Fin couldn't help but chuckle with amusement. He pointed to where Scarlet should hold the girls leg.
He waited for her to hold the girl and after she did he began his work.
It was hard a took a lot of concentration. He held his palm out at her leg making the first bullet back track out of the hole. He did it slowly trying to easy the pain he would be causing.

[font=georgia]"Hold wha--ARGH." He dropped the guns and stared at his writhing hands. "Girls, sure, fine, but guns? You kill people with those things. Kill people. And not my kind of kill, which always ends up with me coming back. It's the kind of kill that people never return from. They're probably stuck in limbo somewhere, starving and thirsting because there is no food and they cannot die. And they're probably all dirty and haven't had a shower in years."

May let out a low pain filled groan as she finally started coming to."Wha'?How?Argg m' head." she grumbled her words slurred together and barley louder then a low mumble.With ears ringing she creaked open her eyes and nearly passed out all over again.ERASERS!Why couldn't it just have been a bad dream and she ran into a metal poll or street lamp or something but nooo she had to be nearly blown to peaces,shot at,kicked in the head and now laying in the middle of an all out fist brawl!

[font=georgia]"Be careful," said a low voice by her head. A face soon came into view. "You'll get your hair in her blood." Mason reached across her chest and gently smoothed down the locks of hair at her side. "How are you feeling?"

Scarlet turned to stare at him with amusement in her eyes.
She didn't understand that anymore, she used to once feel that way a long time ago... but those days were over. To her guns were mercy, there was much worse ways to die then by a gun. Scarlet didn't dare speak the horrible thoughts that came to her mind, she knew most did not know 37 ways to kill one person.
Scarlet would not burden them with her past faults. When the guns hit the ground one of them went off.
She hadn't even thought about putting on the safety. The bullet went straight into her upper thigh.
Scarlet's hand when strait to the wound as she said a few more cuss words.
"What the bloody h*** were you thinking?!"She yelled out in pain.

Fin let out a slightly annoyed grunt.
His mind was then in three places, he needed to help three girls at once.
If only he could talk to tell the others what to do.

Hawk was now being held to the wall be three erasers.
"Come on! Three on one is not fair!"He growled as he struggled under their weight unable to move.

ooc:is Mason talking to May?If not then just ignore this post x3

ic:May stared up at the face that was talking to her."I would feel better if I knew what was going on." she said but her words where still slurred together so it made it hard for even her to understand what she was saying.Of course it wasn't like she could help it,half her face was swollen from the kick she had taken from the Eraser and she was a little dizzy but she couldn't tell if that was from being kicked or on how much blood she had lost from the bullets stuck in her left arm and both her thighs,psst not even to mention the glass stuck in her hands and lowwer arms.

Ooc: Fin worked on her a bit when she was passed out and brought her to the counter by the way. :3

Ic: Fin had now finished removing the girls bullets and placed the bag of ice back on her leg.
He monitored her bleeding for a moment pressing a rag to the bullet holes. He held up his hand making a second bag of ice float to May. He couldn't do more than that at one time so Scarlet would have to wait.

Blood now trickled down Scarlet's leg she growled to herself wanting the pain to go.
She almost toppled over in the heals as she tried to walk.

Hawk growled in frustration when they didn't back off.
A forth one had joined them now holding him against the wall as the punched him in the stomach and head.

[font=georgia]{Yep, he is. ;D}

Payton did not have time to babble his apologies. It took a single glance at Scarlet's wound, bleeding profusely and gaping open like a fish--to send him spiraling down into the pearly depths of the ocean. He swayed, he swooned, he brought his hand to his head in a last adieu to reality, and fainted in a bloodied heap at her feet.

Hawk's shouting roused Mason to his feet. "That will have to wait," he said, "but Fin will take good care of you." Then he grabbed a bottle of Grey Goose from the minibar and sent it whistling across the room, clipping one in the temple and gashing the head of another. They turned to meet him as he came upon them in a flash of black and silver, and delivered a punch to the loose flesh hanging from their jowls. It hurt them as much as the sting of a fly, and they promptly smashed his hand in their grip and tossed him into the air with startling ease. The white swiped at him as gravity took over and forced him into a free-fall, but he twisted like a cat and executed a perfect spinning kick, catching its arm and bashing it against the face of the brown. Both did a double-take.

ooc:@Cats:erp well I failed x3

ic:"Wait who?" May asked looking at the boy who had just gotten up and left.Turning her head painfully this way and that to see what was going with her only useable eye all she could see was blood,dead Eraser body's,more blood,broken glass,crushed tables chairs,plenty of holes in the old dirty floors,a floating ice bag heading her way,more blood,some people gathered around over farther down the counter and...wait!A FLOATING ice bag?!

Fin let the ice bag hit the table gently beside her.
He looked over at her and placed his hand on his head, trying to explain the ice was for her head.

Scarlet was shocked when the guy actually fainted.
"What the heck? I'm the one who you freakin shot! What am I supposed to do with this?"She said gestured to the guy on the floor.
With an annoyed sigh she picked the guy up over her shoulder and placed him roughly on the counter.
"No one ells faint, were running out of counter space."She then sat on the counter next to him looking over her wound.
Scarlet had much worse before so she would survive.

Hawk was glad when Mason came over.
As soon as he could move he landed a kick in one of the erasers sides.
Then he pushed them all off of him grabbing his gun to shoot the ones that remained standing.
"Thanks."He said with a slight grin at Mason.
Hawk's teeth where perfect in every way, they went well with his chocolate brown eyes.

[font=georgia]{Idea! What if Wind's character's eye is unsalvageable, so they have to replace it before it dies? Then they can take an eye from Payton, since he can grow another one. :D}

He didn't have the leisure to reply. Armed with only his fists, Mason reentered the fray, slicing through the brown's throat with a neat uppercut, and then locking hands with the white. It snarled and snapped at his face, releasing pungent waves of dog breath. He wrinkled his nose. "You could really use a mint." Whitey curled its upper lip away from its fangs in silent warning--he would come on top, not this puny human. Both strained to master the other; the muscles in their arms bulged with the effort, and foam and spittle began to collect in the gaps between Whitey's teeth. Mason went on a limb and gave the eraser's legs a good kick, but it just repositioned its feet farther from him and leaned more of its weight into its grip: it was bent on having him if it was the last thing it did.

May looked from the ice bag to the boy that was motioning for her to do something.Head?What does he want with his..duh! she thought as she watched him and something clicked.Giving a nod and then wishing she hadn't the Avian reached for the ice pack beside her and placed it on the worst part of her face.Flinching at first from having something so cooled touch her skin she soon let out a sigh as the pain started to die down.

(Lol eww that's gross. x3 I'm up for it. :P Are we going to blow this place up soon?)

Hawk decided he would step in. He walked over and the took a dagger from his pants he held it to the things throat. He let the sharp edge cut in just a little bit.
"Mind letting go of my friend?"He asked in the beasts ear.

Scarlet needed help to get the bullet out, she decided it was time for the boy to wake up and be some help seeing as Fin was busy.
She leaned over and grabbed the soda sprayer or beer, whatever the liquid was.
Scarlet then turned to face him spraying him in the face hoping he would come to.

Fin gave May a kind smile and then turned back to look at Scarlet spraying Payton in the face.
Someone really should teach her manners someday~ He thought a slightly amused look on his face.

[font=georgia]{Haha, after Revenant replies. She'll probably be all cause we posted so much.}

While the eraser was distracted, Mason slammed the heel of his hand into the knife, adding enough pressure to slice cleanly through the thick fur and severe the jugular. A fountain of blood gushed from its throat as it went down. "Thanks," he said gruffly, massaging his wrists. "We would've been like that for a century."

Payton cracked his eyes open a centimeter, and then buried his head in her lap. "Leave me alone, Mom. Five more minutes."

ooc:LOL this both awsome and disgusting at the same time XD ya lets do it!
*whispers*Rev probaly won't be on for some time just so you know.

ic:May held the ice pack to her swollen head as she watched in both amsument and worry as some crazy wacko of a girl began to spray the man on the ground.What on Earth is she trying to do?! she wondered staring at her and then at the man wondering if he was going to come to.