Orbit burst through the doors of their headquarters, nearly driving her boot heels into the floor to stop herself. "Okay, we're here. Gabe, talk to me." She quickly laid him down on the couch. He looked pale, and he smelled like puke and blood. It was taking all of her training not to break down into a full panic. "Gabe, please... tell me what's wrong. I don't know how to help if you don't give me a clue." She crouched, pushing his sweat-damp hair from his forehead.

"Poison... The League of Assassins... They attacked Mags. I tried to help and... they stabbed me," Gabe managed, wheezing out the words between gasps for air and contractions of pain.

Plastic Man didn't really have time to process the sudden insanity, wait like robot cops? People getting attacked by said robot cops? Seriously how bad did things get while he was gone. Barely getting a moment to put his luggage aside Luke watched Orbit bring in a very bad off Hellfire. Immediately Plastic Man came up next to Orbit next to the couch. "Here I'll get a first aid kit." Plastic Man started to stretch away from Orbit before stretching his head back up to Orbit. "Hey by the way, long time no see." Plastic Man quickly said to her. Not able to put much of a pleasentness to it, but the situation doesn't really call for it.

Orbit was slowly removing Gabe's suit, so she could see where his wounds were. "What kind of poison? I mean, how do you feel? Burning? Cold? Numb? Give me any detail you can think of." She seemed to be ignoring Plastic Man, but at his second comment, she turned to him slow. Her eyes lit with rage. "Luke, at this moment in time, I'd like to ask you to go fuck yourself. Stretch out your fist, shove it up your ass, and fuck yourself." She turned back around to attend to Gabe.

Seemingly ignoring Orbit for the moment, since he wanted to make sure Gabe wouldn't die first. Still when his arm and head came back he popped the first aid kit box open. Pulling out antibiotic, gauzes, and wraps. "Hey I could, but I fail to see how fist fucking myself is going to save Gabe here." Plastic Man propped up his shades onto his forehead, turning to Orbit again, about to ask her something.

Something in Jin snapped. Before she could form a thought to stop herself, she reeled back and called power to her fist. Then she slugged Plastic Man dead in the nose, at a force that was more suitable for bending steel. "Shut up! Shut up, you prick! First you fake your death, then you come back in like you were just on some fucking vacation?! I [i]cried[/i] when they said you were dead! I cried, and you walk in the door like you didn't just step all over my feelings, like no one cared that you just walked away." She hit him again, the force lessened, but still powerful. "Guess what, Luke? I cared. I cared!" Shoving him away hard, she turned her attention to her task. "But not anymore. As far as I'm concerned, you're better off dead." 

The back of Plastic Man's head got launched back a couple feet, if he wasn't elastic his skull would be broken everywhere. However because of his powers he wound up with a gaping hole where his face was suppose to be. Fiddling with it for a second before reaching in with a hand. Plastic Man pulled hard to get his face back out. Gasping amazed she had that kind of power in her. "Okay okay so I might, no I totally desvered that. But I..." Suddenly punched and shoved over. Plastic Man could feel his heart shatter. He knew he was going to regret faking his death, wanting peace and quiet after all the team troubles and the issues with his father. But he had no idea, she cried for him? She cared? Plastic Man went to open his mouth and say something, anything. Nothing came out except a pathetically meek yelp. "I... sorry..." Plastic Man muttered so quietly he would've been surprised if she heard him. 

Although he was poisoned, stabbed and bleeding out, Gabe could sense the sudden tension in the room. His blackened vision heavily distorted everything he looked at, but he could still recognise Plastic Man. Luke. The same Luke that unashamedly asked Jin out the year before, and the same Luke that had been killed by Heartbreaker along with Patriot and Apollo. Surprising even himself, Gabe felt no anger towards the guy. As far as he could tell, he was hallucinating when Jin punched a sizeable hole in Plas' face. He might be hallucinating the stretchy man himself.

"Plas...? I don't mean to be rude, but... Are you real? I think this poison might have some... hallucinogenic... properties."

"He's real." Jin muttered, back at Gabe's side. "You're not seeing things. But tell me anything you can. Please. I can probably work some kind of antidote or at least delay the effects." She wiped her hand down her face, not even noticing the smear of blood on her gloves. "Luke, you can help or you can leave, either way I'm gonna need to concentrate. I need hot water, some cotton swabs, some clean cloths, a lighter, and a needle and thread."

Plastic Man quietly sulked in his own stupidity and playing of emotions. Finally though Jin called for items and his choice. Luke was quiet for a moment, almost forgetting that Gabe was nearby and dying. Heart breaking as it was, Luke still needed to put his head back on straight. "Right... got it." Luke replied, heading out, not even stretching away but running to get what he could. Finally returning with an enlarged arm cradling everything carefully. "Here, go." Luke said putting everything down next to Orbit.

"My insides... are killing me. Probably in the literal sense. I... can't feel the stab wound. I feel like I'm burning... up, which is surprising, considering my... powers..." Gabe began to explain. However, before he could elaborate any further, he began to feel a tug on his eyelids, one which he immediately began to fight. He could feel his mind shutting down, and soon he forgot how to form a sentence. But though his ability to think was taken away from him, he didn't need it to know that he was passing out, possibly for the last time. And a part of him, close to his heart, regretted not telling Jin how he really felt. So just as his eyes closed, he reached out towards her with his hand, fingertips lightly brushing her cheek, before he slipped from consciousness. His hand thudded against the side of the couch.

Jin took the hot water and cloths, starting to clean out Gabe's wounds carefully. She could still feel his touch on her fingertips. It made her angry, and that anger made her focus. No way in Hell was he going to have some dramatic goodbye scene. Not if she could help it. "Luke. I need you to research poisons. Cross reference numbing effects and burning sensations, along with..." She paused, trying to phrase it. "Internal pain, I guess." She opened the box of cotton swabs and made sure to try and wash Gabe's wounds completely clean. No trace of the poison could remain if she was going to save his life. Once she was done with the cleaning, she stripped her gloves off with her teeth and gave her hands a quick dunk in the water. Then she sterilized the needle by holding it over the lighter's flame. "Luke, get me some more hot water... And you might wanna start a pot of coffee. It's gonna be a long night." 

(Collab with Diz, Drew and GG)