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* Makayla would squirm free of whatever Fae had grabbed her, unless it was one in particular, and immediately make her way towards where Daniel lay panting in the earth. Upon seeing that he appeared to be at least physically fine, if utterly exhausted, she would crouch down to press a little kiss against his forehead before getting back to her feet to go find Randi. 

* Gabriel waited for the next wave of the Garou's forces, or the Wyrm's or whatever else was coming their way to make itself known, for many tense minutes, before finally, slowly, the Ahroun allowed himself to exhale deeply with exhaustion, shrinking back down to his homid form, still covered in blood, gore, mud, and filth, staining his dedicated shirt a disgusting mix of crimson and brown. The white tank top with the American Flag and the phrase "Back to Back World War Champs" was worn by a man who felt that truly, they had fought through a world war, and their casualties were comparable, if adjusted for scale. His left hand idly moves to touch the scar that formed upon his temple, still feeling the sting of Clashing Boom Boom's pistol that had only minutes before sounded his death knell, before tiredly, he moves to help with the funeral pyres. His expression was grim, a mask that spoke of a heavy heart and deep thoughts, but he hardly spoke to any of them, other than to find out from the healers where they wanted him next, and what he could do to help them with the deceased.

* Toby released the call of the Wyrd, her lovely dark goat legs and curling horns, faun markings and all the trappings of her glorious Fae nature fading. Her eyes locked on Patty, and she stood there just staring.

<Raven> The corax, finally shifted to the form of a small young woman, being carried by whomever had deemed her worthy to save. It didn't register really. She clung to her severed arm with a fierceness. It was -hers-. She couldn't lose it. What kind of corax could not fly? She needed it. That the flesh was cold and lifeless didn't register in a mind numb with shock. She'd go wherever she was take or stay wherever she was deposited. Her lips kept murmuring the same phrase, "I'm sorry..." Over and over. She'd been selfish and left her post.This was her price. Later, when the small woman returned to the speakeasy, to her room, she'd find it gone. Simply missing. She'd mindlessly lament the loss of her small collection of things, what were they really? Just things. She'd instead go into a room that was still there, and collapse with exhaustion, still filthy with blood and dirt. Then in the silence of that empty room, all alone, she'd mourn the loss of everything that had been taken from them. The people who had died, her flight, her pride, even the little treasures she'd managed to accumulate.

* Ryker stumbles and falls from the wyrms gullet. The spit coating his sleek fur until he looked like some sort of bathed ratty cat. His eyes kept focusing on his hand. The hand that had almost been able to grasp the young woman's hand, but he had failed. His head would tilt back with a feral and mournful cry as he belted out his failure before slumping forward.

<Jacob> The Welshman, despite his own injuries, his blown out eardrums, and his all but shattered mind, will stumble until he find Silas. The sight of his lover torn to shred, but alive, is almost too much to bare. If Silas wasn't already crippled, Jacob would have slapped the man. As it was, he simply hovered by the mans side. It didn't matter where the nosferatu was taken, Jacob would follow, conventions be damned. 

* Randi saw the thunderwyrm explode, then realized... hey. She was torn up and her arm got knocked off! "Ow..." she sat down where she stood and dragged a gourd out of her bag to slap at the wound so she didn't bleed to death, whining "Owwwwww!"

* Maggie stretched in place, good Thor that had been a hell of a fight! She looked about the field, nodding to herself in satisfaction. She was no healer, and she needed a nap and a few dozen cows. But she could help loot the bodies. Yes! 

* Charley_Harper pulls up in the Jeep, missing the machine gun, and stops near the biggest group. She steps out of the vehicle, looking around. "I'll take wounded back for attention." She will help load up who can fit and will carefully drive them to where the healers are set up, and will continue the ferry until the field is clear.

* Peyton got herself out of Eddum's grasp immediately, not wanting to further hurt him when he was already so clearly injured. She discarded the weapon she had in her hands and immediately about checking Kiara over. Seeing no immediate injuries she heaved a massive sigh and instead looked to Eddum. Reaching down to her already rather managed shirt she tore a large strip off and began to tie it so Eddum could use it as a sling for the moment.

* Kaelyn was still starring towards where Ryker had been belched up from the mouth of the wyrm, looking utterly furious. She remained where she was by Kode's side, refusing to leave him even in her anger. 

* Chatter flew right for Raven, shifting to homid the second she landed to hurry over "I saw! I saw! Your arm is gone! How you gonna fly!?" What a clueless fledge.

* Kiara wasn't a fae but she had loved Patty and his death, in addition to those they had already suffered, was enough to break the facade she wore and there were tears streaming from her eyes down her cheeks now. Eddum had been the one to pick her up and she could only guess at his pain since the two had seemed kindred spirit so it was Eddum she clung to now. The loss of Patty and Cero both hit her on a personal level...those had been two that she cared about in a pure manner, no games and no innuendo....they had simply been her friends. Patty had been assigned to her but that did not change the relationship they had. He had been the one to dance with her when she had sang a teasing little song and she would miss the way his hulking form always made her feels safe whenever he was around. Cero had been a bright spot in her life and she felt as if she had been robbed of the chance to really spend time with him since he had come back....she knew Lawrence would be a wreck but for now Kiara did nothing more than slip her arms around Eddum's neck, if he would allow, and share in his grief over Patty and the rest of the fallen.

* Sheshet skulked into a shadow to find her human form, circling back around to casually amble among the wounded, adding a gourd here, an attaboy there. Well okay, a "Good on you for not dying!" more than anything.

* Max`Harris had transformed back into homid form, and he was naked. All of his tattoos were on display, as well as several nasty looking cuts, bruises, and maybe a couple of his fingers looked super crooked and broken. He wordlessly crawled his stinky, hairy body into the back of Charley's Jeep and promptly fell asleep.

* Charley_Harper also makes sure Max gets to a place he can sleep on her next trip to the caern.

* Makayla knelt beside Randi with a soft smile to examine the injury. SHe winched in sympathy, but there was very little Makayla could do about a missing arm. If the gord was doing its job in at least staunching the bleeding so that Randi was not in any immediate danger of death Makayla would give the other woman another soft smile. "Daniel is over there." She said pointing for a moment. "I'll be back soon. I'm going to find Roy." 

* Cassian helped the injured still since that was a job that would be ongoing. He watched the intriguing being come forth and call Ujio with some curiosity though, because weird supernatural things just intrigued him. He didn't want to quit what he was doing though because enough had been killed in this battle and he didn't want to allow anymore to die by wounds that were sustained and lasted after the battle. 

* Hexion walked over with the other Fae to see the troll of legend and he frowned as he watched others mourning. So many lives lost that it had to touch him, but he offered nothing more than the frown for the time being because he just had nothing to really muster. He'd changed from the person he used to be when Ona was alive and he wasn't sure where he was going, but he was not going to miss out on the battle that everyone else was going to go to. The region meant something to him as it promised him new beginnings and then it delivered in one sense (wealth) and robbed him in another (life and station). He looked around at all the brave souls that still stood or crawled at this point, crying for this loss to the Fae and bowed his head in respect to her, placing his hand over his cold heart. 

* Fenrir nodded to Garri and patted him on the shoulder and then went over to the funeral pyres. He'd walk over to the hammer of the Get Garou that had fallen in battle and he would just slump to his knees and shift back to homid form, in part for healing, and in part because that's how others knew him anyway. He bent his head forward and sighed in thought. The glory of the adrenaline he had felt was leaving him and he was coming down to see all the death about him and normally it wouldn't have bothered him so as he believed the strong and good went on to better things, but he had had to fight his own former brethen.. the Get of Fenris. He had made himself an outcast, a ronin, a decision that would weigh on him for a while, but he could not deny that he had grown and was different now. He prayed that he was not forsaken and he could still follow the warrior's path to Valhalla..that he was not forsaken by Gaia because he would not forsake her..but he felt alone and yet strong..righteous, but wronged somehow. 

* Kegarri crouched low after he and Fenrir threw the suit of exploding armour. But when it was clear nothing more was coming, he slowly raised himself and gazed around. The Gaia's breath talens he passed off to Gabriel to distribute, while he himself shifted to feline form on the spot and sat down to clean himself. A little bit of the Lick Wounds gift and a lot of just your standard cat bath. Garri was covered in blood, core, charred fur, mud, and a lot of things he didn't want to know. He would not join the others until he was presentable.

* Randi shook herself. Her bell was rung and she was annoyed, but hey, she was alive and that was enough to have her grinning at Makayla "How you gonna carry him, huh?" She plucked herself up off the ground, and made a drunken wavey gesture at people "Somebody help her get Roy, huh? I got some gourds.." And then she wandered over to flop by Daniel "Goddamn it, I really thought we were gonna die."

* Ishkode helped the wounded gather. His favourite leather jacket was ruined with a few bullet holes and slash marks, but on the south side he had escaped the worst of the battle. Once he spotted Kaelyn's look, he nodded ot her giving her leave to check on her boyfriend. Kode though, would remain and help where he could.

* Matthew will sigh once it's all over, peering around the battlefield at all the wreckage and blinking. The quiet sobs and howls seem like nothing compared to the fevered battle that took place beforehand. He winces upon spotting Randi, checking over himself as everything winds down and a great weariness begins to take him, the nightshade soon wearing off and revealing the nuwisha spattered in blood both his and of others, like most of the defenders today. Another wince comes as he reaches up to touch a mangled and torn ear, and more so as he feels blood flow from a bullet wound or two, the experience one he had never had before. Once he's over the shock of actually having all the pain coming to the front of his mind he grunts, he'll reflect upon the day once there's peace and quiet. He goes to get one of the gourds and some of the other lesser healing talens and run it out to the dragon, gingerly avoiding stepping on any of the corpses if at all possible.

* Daniel lay there just breathing... covered in sweat.. god knows what... he couldn't move.. not an inch it just felt too heavy the world. "the nights still young.... and a good portion didn't make it through anyway." he said with his eyes closing tight. Makayla had survived... and he wondered if Roy had as well... he just lay there feeling as if he could sleep forever...

* Kaelyn had no intention of going near Ryker in that moment, she was too angry and quite seriously concerned about what she might actually do if she got within reaching distance of him. She wiped a trickle of blood out of her eyes instead, grumbling a little to herself as she realized her hoodie was destroyed and just set about to ripping it into strips for the healers to use as bandages or slings or just 'cause it was better to focus that anger on the hoodie.

<Max`Harris> "Oh... My god... Fuck my head hurts." Max groaned and shifted wherever he was laying. "That is the last time I do acid before a battle..." Groan. Max covered his eyes and ears with his arms.

* Gabriel gives Kegarri a grim smile, grateful that the Bastet had been by his side through the fight, as he had come to expect from his brother in arms. He did not pat him, as he normally would have, figuring that the Bastet was in the same mood as he himself was. Though now, he had a responsibility to apply them where they were needed most. He surveys the remains of the battlefield, looking for those that were injured, and had not yet been taken by Charley for triage, or simply seemed to ignore their wounds. While he hesitated a moment due to the obvious grief the group was feeling, the Ahroun slowly walked over to Eddum, Kiara, and Peyton, noting Eddum's broken and useless arm. He removes one of the talens from the bag Kegarri handed him, gesturing to the Redcap and speaking simply, bluntly with his tiredness. "Your arm's busted. Mind if I take care of it?"

* Jordan looked over his remaining ghouls struggling over... and nodded once or twice to himself before he drifted toward the Lawrence so he could pick him up in his arms much like a child and go to collect the Nos remaining ghouls as well.....He directed them toward the Vans and SUVS as he waited several moments to see what would go on with Ujio before he moved and further.

* Ujio approached, having walked back from the battle, he was hungry and his wounds were great, something about giving his fortitude to Lily to ensure her safety, but he approached none the less when Mamasan beckoned.

* Castle jumped from the jeep and looked to Pow pulling her into a hug and then whispered to her quietly, after their little exchange he just kept right on bleeding, but pain wasn't something he wasn't used to, he pulled away from Pow and walked over to Patty. "All you people and your sniffling, jebus, I got this shit." He then used his remaining arm to grab at a pendant on his neck something that perhaps no one here would really recognize unless you've got some hella wyrm lore. He climbed up onto the jeep and then crushed the pendant into powder and then poured it into his mouth, standing over Patty, he then seemed to dry heave a few times and then bent over clutching his stomach spewing forth a black bile from his mouth that covered Patty's face and went into his nose and mouth and Castle just got more pale as he vomited up this black bile that had no naturel origin at all. The wyrm was the destroyer, the balancer, the true wyrm wanted a balance and today death had been paid and balance would be meted out. When it was over Castle stood tall and raised his one arm into the air and howled, as his facade faded and he stood there in front of everyone in his true appearance (image: minus the whip of course and his left arm) The howl held a strange quality to it, like multiple voices in one, and it called on the darker natures within everyone standing around, when the howl ended, Patty began stir, and Castle fell off the jeep, spent. 

* Fenrir would pass off the Talens he had for the injured, since he wasn't so badly roughed up and he'd heal the natural way. He was sure others could use it more. He'd then just sit there for the time being and muse to himself, not sure what to really say to others. 

* PATTY would HEAVE In a breath gasping and came up with a THUMP Of his big ass boots on the jeep before he coughed and clutched at his heart.... One Fae back in the battle 20 some dead.... and a lot of others.... The Fae gave a small cheer and they had no clue what Castle's form meant gathered around to help Pow get the wounded now one armed man into a vehicle to get him back to the speakeasy and safety.

* Randi pulled out another gourd, and her Gnosis bag. Miraculously enough she hadn't needed it, and she began to feed the spiritual energy back to Daniel, piece by piece. When she seemed to be done with that, she took the second gourd and put it on more of her blown off bits. Man they were a mess.

* Toby gasped, seeing Patty revived, and snapped out of her momentary fret. She really didn't have anything left to give, alas. But she could begin preparing for the wakes to come.. god there would be so many.

<Whethergrrl> *Exeunt*

* Talyn watched as Patty's body was brought in and felt a sense of loss...yet he also felt distant to it all. There had been a lot of death today. The swarms of garou had pushed his willpower to the limits, and he felt drained. Thankfully his training with Ujio in the past had taught him to move quickly, and roll with the blows to limit their impact. Even so the ghoul was not unscathed. He missed Castle's magic over Patty as he stepped back in to where they first of the wounded lay and came to check on Cly.... His poor sidhe who had been one of the first victims. Surely his attacker had perished...Talyn hoped it was painfully with a lot of suffering. Even as he sensed Ujio's return, he reached out to touch Cly's hand lightly to let him know he was there.

* Cly's face had been bandage and he was on some serious pain meds.. much like some of the others he was being loaded up in the Vans...

* Talyn still went to him damn it, though would leave all the quicker not to be in the way.

* Maggie saw there were no bodies, all the pyres had burnt them! What a waste. She sought out Peyton's gaze, and winked at her with a crafty smile. And with that, she stepped into a shadow and disappeared into the night.

<Whethergrrl> *exeunt*

* Gabriel was startled by Castle's true form. He did not recognize the ritual or the fetish Castle used to revive Patty, but he could recognize one that was marked by the Wyrm from sight alone, having faced down enough Black Spiral Dancers in the battlefield. But at the moment, tired, beaten down, and drained as he was, he would have to deal with that can of Wyrms another time. For now, he simply waited for Eddum's consent, or denial, of the Ahroun patching up his arm with the talen in his hands.

* Eddum had been sitting in a bit of a daze only to notice Gabriel to the side of him. "What?" he said and blinked at the man with his emerald eyes.

* Sheshet became bored with all the massive outpouring of emotion. Her face was wet, what was that supposed to mean?! She set down her bag and pulled out some gourds to hand over to the healers that could use them. Then she huffed a bit, and snuck off into the dark. *exeunt*

* Peyton, seeing that Kiara was being taken care of, and that Gabriel was intent on healing Eddum ... which she was NOT getting in the middle of... Peyton moved off to go see where else she could be useful, intent on having something to focus on. She paused at she caught Maggie's eye and flashed the woman a little grin that in no way made it to her eyes, but blinked a few times as she vanished. She shook her head a little and continued onher way towards her other goal. She made her way towards Talyn and his injured love,see that Cly yet lived and thatTalyn was with him she left him to it and pausedto look around for any body else she counted as friend.

<Charley_Harper> After the last triage run is made, she comes back and will help with the enemy dead. She'll grad a hand or foot as she can and will drag them to whatever piles were started for them.

* Matthew will eventually wind up back towards the camp, snatching up his fried rifle and is still in his Crinos form to heal his wounds, refusing any of the talens when he can regenerate what hell he's taken, none of his wounds life threatening, surprisingly, but still incredibly painful. He sits his ass down once he finds his way into the third ring, just wanting to get away from the mass of bodies for a moment.... After a time he shifts back into his homid form, getting up and going to see who's still alive, walking past and patting Peyton on the shoulder in passing, relief in his eyes that she had survived, going on to find Sandra.

<Gabriel> "Your arm, it looks like it is shattered. We have a few healing talens left. Do you consent?" Gabriel repeated himself, explaining a little less bluntly than he had before, though not rudely. Like everyone else shuffling about right now, he was simply in an automatic, exhausted auto-pilot mode, trying to see to those he could with what items they had remaining

* Peyton flashed Matt a small as she felt that hand onher shoulder, letting lose a little sigh that he seemed to have come out of it all alright.

* Chatter was distracted, chattering at Raven in her own crazy little way to try to ease her woe. She was done for the night, this was a mess! "What do you call a one winged bird? A one winged bird!!!" *exeunt*

* RandiDavison watched over Daniel, keeping a weather eye on what was going on with Makayla and Roy, to make sure that all was well on that front and she had the help she needed. The gnosis was fashioned into fried chicken drumsticks, wasn't spiritual weirdness awesome?!

* Charley_Harper is happy to not have to lug bodies and eventually head back to the Jeep. She get in and slumps in the driver seat, head back and eyes closed, palms to her eyes.

* Talyn took in a deep breath when he realized Patty was still alive, but even then he was distracted. he helped organize people into the vehicles so Ujio could leave sooner. It had been a long night. With the battle over, the ritual a success, his duty now was to Ujio.

* Makayla was, in fact, still on the hunt for Roy, determined to see weather or not he still lived and how she ould help him if he did.

* Eddum heaved himself to his feet dragging Kiara with her and nudged her off toward Patty. "sure.." he finally asked to Gabriel... he moved over to sit down on something.. whatever it was .. off of the cold ground at least.. they would need to get the wounded of the rain and no doubt Ujio after his talk with Mamasan was already getting Lily into some armored cars and away now that fae were organized to help get the wounded out and everyone out for home..

* Daniel was fed Gnosis but he was still just... tired.... "everyone needs to get back to the hotel or the speak easy or wherever we are taking the wounded." he rasped out because after two hours of singing and dancing and pouring your life into something you were a bit rough.

<Max`Harris> A stinky figure crawled up over the back seat of the Jeep from the trunk-seating-gun-shooting-area and offered her a stinky but pleasant smelling, already lit joint. "Wanna puff, comrade-lady?"

* Makayla couldn't do anything magical to ease Roy's pain but she could be a soothing presence in other ways as the healers did their work. So she sat by his head and reached out to carefully lay a hand against an injured portion ofhis face/head to softly sing soothingly, distract him from the pain and the healers and their work. She would stay there until she was certainly he was stable, and while she could hardly say he was going to be alright, that he would at least live. At that point she would once again rise, with a whispered promise to come check on him again soon, and make her way back over towards Daniel and Randi so she could crouch down to them and let them know that: "Roy is badly injured, but he will live." 

* RandiDavison nods, leaning down to press a light kiss to his forehead "Je t'aime, ton stupide dragon." Then she stood up, dragging herself off the ground to go find people who were still capable "Folks, we gotta get to the speakeasy or hotel, or wherever the wounded are going, if you missed that. Let's head out for now" And with that she walked over to Makayla and Roy, taking her last gourd to break over his injured form. It would heal a decent portion of his wounds, and she figured that was good enough for her.

* Charley_Harper chuckles and accepts the joint from Max, take a good pull, letting it linger before letting it out. "Thank you. I'm Charley, by the way."

* Gabriel nods, not needing anything more than that to get to work. The ronin crushed the dried gourd in his hands, grinding it to a fine dust, before he places his hands upon Eddum's arm, allowing the dust to settle on the other man's skin, the talen doing the rest of the work as it knits together bones, resetting ligaments and tendons that were out of place, and binding together torn or strained muscles. Seeing the talen take care of most of the injury for the Fae, Gabriel steps back from Eddum, looking around for others to assist while he spoke. "That should take care of it, though it might be a bit stiff." He was not cold, or particularly trying to shun the man, there simply wasn't anything else to say at the moment, that would have helped either of them. They weren't the kind of warriors that needed to be told good job, or given a pat on the back, when the vastness of what had transpired here weighed upon them the way it did. Pulling out another gourd, Gabriel starts to slowly trudge through the battlefield, looking for the next injury that he can try to fix.

* Daniel called after Randi.. "We also... need a guard ... patrol... set up here.." he made a small circlar motion with his finger and rolled his eyes to look up at Makayla. "good.." he said. He sucked in a deep breath and forced himself to roll over slowly onto his knees. "GABRIEL...." he cried....

<RandiDavison> "Yeeep, you betcha."

* Gabriel about faces when he hears Daniel cry out for him, stuffing the gourd into the bag Kegarri had given to him and rushing over to the Mokole as quickly as he could, without bowling anyone over. He kneels down in front of the older man, looking him over for injury, and seeming relieved to find none. "I am here, rhya. I can start putting together some warders, pull from whomever has been already healed, or is healing."

<Max`Harris> "I'm Max. I'm, like, a killing things kinda guy, but that left me with a headache." Max took the joint back and took a long chode on it before blowing out smoke through his nose. Max was still totally naked, and at this point, it's worth noting how truly ugly Max was. He was one of those gutter punk people in the Quarter, but somehow stinkier, dirtier, the hair on his chest sweaty and infused with grime, his hair long and shaggy and gross. His teeth hadn't been brushed in years. The smell he exuded was pretty repugnant. He offered the joint back. "But Rat God's happy with our work here. This is good. Good things, Comrade-Lady." That was quickly becoming a solidified nickname.

* Makayla nodded, her message delivered, she wiped her bloody hands off on her equally as bloody clothes and moved off once more to check on the other injured, having checked on all the shifter's first, or at least seen that they had been taken care of. She would head off towards the fae, looking around for a bit for a particular person to see if he was at least alright, before she turned back to her own duties

* Kiara kissed Eddum's cheek before she bounded off towards Patty with a disgusting amount of exuberance, at least one of the people she had mourned would make it out alive. The crushing feeling of someone's death was so easily turned in to overflowing joy at knowing Patty was alive. Assuming she could get through the throng of fae to see him before he was moved off, Kiara would at least spend a minute with him before going to collect up the rest of her people and stuff them in to what vehicles they had to find some shelter. Daisy would need some special attention certainly.

* Daniel nodded his head at Gabriel as he sunk down onto his forearms... "Work with Randi.. "he cleared his throat to try to force out the words.... so dry he was just so dry. "work with Randi... get Isabelle's Coven to .... things.. and stuff and... shit.... " he made a motion with his hand. "let the Fae rest.... lost the most..." and then he started to shift again.. "so tired..." he groaned out. "sleep.....ssss...ee..p..." and he became the Suchid... a massive salt water croc that was far out side of his usual area... he heaved up onto his feet and took slow....... powerful... steps toward the Bayou .. toward the south. he mostly dragged himself but he would get there eventually.

* Kegarri would eventually make his way over to Gabriel, healing apparently wasn't really his thing.. "Garri can help with this too, yes?"

* Charley_Harper slumps a little lower in her seat with a chuckle, facing forward still, but having caught a glance at her passenger with a shake of her head. "Well met Mad Max." laughs, "You need a ride anywhere? I'm driving."

* Gabriel rises to his feet, giving a small smile at Randi's pro activeness upon hearing Daniel's orders. He was tired, but he has new orders from the commander in chief, and they would be done, calling out to those present that seemed to be in form for the job. "You heard the woman! I need any Fera, Mage, Kinfolk or othwerwise to form up into Warder groups! We will be establishing a perimeter, no group more than fifty yards apart, no less than two per team! Find your battle buddy and come up here, we need to get head count before we start splitting out!" Gabriel waited, going to stand over to the newly one armed Randi to see who all would be shaken up. Seeing Kegarri not fully healed, while he waits, he applies a talen to Kegarri while he asks his question. "You're welcome to roam the borders with us anytime, brother."

* RatBoy is dead. His corpse is in a pile next to a very dead werewolf. Most of it is, anyway. Ratboy's head - what's left of it - is smiling in a way that says "Hah. Fucking figures." His suit is torn - even in battle he wore a colorful tuxedo. The Orange one. There's a bloody kukri clutched in his hand and a hunk of werewolf fur in his other hand...and in his teeth...He knew in the end that his Primogen was safe.

* Ishkode would gather up Sandara and Kaelyn once he had done what he could to help, and take the three of them home. It had been a long night, and the outcome wore a heavy toll on his soul....heart...whatever it was where he held his humanity and spirituality. Some of his wounds were still stubborn against healing, and he felt the need to rest now that duty had been served.

* Charley_Harper grunts and sits up and starts the Jeep up and drives in the general direction of where Gabriel was mustering. "Well, Mad Max, we aren't done yet." When she get there, stops, and will indicate to Max she is going to go see what the new job is.

<RandiDavison> "Come talk to myself or Gabriel first so we can decide on shifts! We're all fucked up, hey, I'm a one-armed bandit, ba dum tiss! Anyway. Bad jokes aside, c'mon here so we can set you up with duties."

* Aiyana was somewhere on the battlefield and likely wasn't in the best condition ever but her fury gave her a little burst of action when she finally woke and realized she hurt entirely too much to be dead. She actually made a wordless growl of absolute indignation as she shoved a garou corpse off of her so she could try and drag herself to her feet. She hurt and was covered all manner of muck and blood and other things that she didn't even want to think about. She spent a few moments in a fury as she cursed the day these garou's mother's ever bent over to rut with their father's....her cursing was done mostly in Hindi. She would have kicked at corpses and continued her screaming curses had she not been so wounded.

<Max`Harris> "Eh, I could go back to the nest, but I haven't been home in a while and I ain't looking to do all that kinda shifter shit tonight. Same with the Speak-Easy, you know? Fuck." Max padded around the bed of the Jeep and looked over his incredibly battered and very broken sniper rifle. --- AND THEN the call to arms! Max grinned wide and hefted his broken sniper rifle like the amazing killing club it was always meant to be. "Alright, Comrade-Lady. Let's kick some more ass."

* Talyn of course would leave with Ujio...whether that was in Ujio's car or his own, depended on his domitor who may well prefer to be with Lily alone, or may want a midnight snack. Who knows.

* Matthew will eventually slip over to Gabriel shortly after seeing Sandra off to her duties, looks like the night may be longer yet. He was more or less a lone 'wolf' for most of that fight and thus walks up to him alone, wrapping his blood spattered jacket around himself. Thank god it's leather, or it'd be pretty damned soaked through. "We goin on a nature walk now or sumthin?" He smirks a bit, ain't any attempt to speak properly tonight, fuck that shit.

* Daniel would slip into the Bayou to hide for the moment... sleeping on the surface of the water covered in water plants and moss the old croc would go to sleep tucked in the roots of the mangrove trees where few people would find him.

<Max`Harris> "... Comrade-Lady. You wanna help me pick a new gun off of one of these bozo-corpses?" Max looked like he was only half making a joke.

<Charley_Harper> "I'll stick to driving and leave the ass kicking to you Mad Max. Nah, I think the one you have will make a great bat. We do need a new machine gun though."

* Gabriel tries to give Matthew a chuckle, he really does. But with how long the battle had raged, and how much work that all of them had put in, it mostly just comes out as a grunt of acknowledgement to the Nuwisha's joke. Regardless, He looks over to who all they had ready to form up, and starts making plans. "Alright, Charley, we're going to need to take that gunning stand off of your Jeep, and then park you all within line of sight of the road. Anything starts coming this way, you're the eyes and ears, and your Jeep can make it back here to base quicker than we can hoof it." He gestures to Max with that, since he did not know the man's name, before he continues. Matt, why don't you and Randi pair up, and take the Eastern Sector. Kegarri and I will re-take the North, Eddum, you don't have to come if you don't want to, Daniel said to give your people the night off, but, if you and Fenrir will take the West, that will leave a group of the Magi to the South."

* RandiDavison winks at Max, and worked with Gabriel to schedule people. Everyone would have their shift as planned, and she would make sure to take a first shift for someone else who couldn't manage.

* Charley_Harper nods the affirmative and heads to the Jeep looking for a wrench. "Kinda liked the gun up there, gave it a good balance...." Finding one, she went to work on removing the base for the mounted gun as requested.

* Eddum nodded, "I'm fine... the others should probably rest." he agreed... and glanced over them. "they took a lot of losses...." his voice came quieter then usual. he glanced at Fenrir with a nodded. "someone might want to plan on a relief after 6 hours.... some of the trolls should be regenerated and ready to go by then.." he recommended over his shoulder as he moved. Tired but willful...

* Matthew would shift into his crinos form once again for the warding, mentally preparing for the long night to come, and will leave when all is clear and everything is said and done, gone to sleep out the next day.

* Charley_Harper completed the removal and hops back in the Jeep. Nods to her partner. Ok Mad Max, lets roll." Sees Matthew shift to Crinos and just stops, looks like the was going to say something, then snaps her jaw closed and starts the Jeep. Will wait just long enough for Max to grab hold of something before flooring it and heading to their post.

<Max`Harris> "Max, you jabroni!" Was all Max could manage to yell before Charley sped away with Max's cackle carrying on the wind. Anyone came their way? Max would track, wait for the order, and if he came, a crazed and naked man would descend upon them from the shadows and whack them to death with an already broken sniper rifle.

* Fenrir would indeed take the west, doing as Gabriel had asked. He didn't want to sit around lurking when there was still work to do, even though he was rather poofed. Too much had happened to them all to waste time with rest now. He'd faint later, hopefully with some good booze. He'd nod back to Eddum and got up to go do what was required.

* Cassian would go with the survivors to the place where people were getting medical care and he'd help with that until sunrise, then come back again the night after to assist. He would bring supplies from the clinic and order up some more that would be required if need be to help keep things in order.