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Location: The Sub-Basement - Pacific Royal Collegiate & University
____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Take On Me #3.066: The Black
Interaction(s): None
Previously: High Water
As Miguel caught Amma, Jim was forced to push forward, using his abilities to drive the remaining water back and secure it at the source. The room continued to shudder, gravity pulling the weight further down into the earth while the redirected water was forced under the crumbling concrete as it sought a new point of entry. Fissures exploded through the floor as the clear spring water dropped the temperature.
The ceiling above Jim began to crumble but before he could make a move to block it, Katja was there beside him, holding the ceiling in place exchanging a grim nod with Jim. Amma had cleared the way and Rory was rescuing Haven, the couple exchanging a few words before Rory managed to hobble past the pair that was Katja and Jim and make back towards the entrance. The Foundation’s Fist had retreated ahead of them, taking Amma along with him as Shiv carried the raven-haired girl outside and called for a medical transport to their location.
Emerging from the rapidly deteriorating tunnels into the cool September night sky, medics greeted Rory and took Haven from him. Behind the pair Jim’s voice boomed through the din of the rushing water.
“Everyone else, out! Now!”
Emerging triumphant and just in time, Jim watched the stairs behind the door suddenly crumble as the sinkhole swallowed the rest of the sub-basement, water slowly filling the void left behind. That accursed laboratory finally gone for good, and the teleportation pad along with it. Turning to Rory, Jim placed a hand on the dark-haired man’s shoulder before speaking at a low volume, so only Rory could hear him.
“Go with Miss Barnes to the Infirmary, but Mr. Tyler, make no mistake, we will be having words about your decision-making today and how you were able to find this place. Perhaps I misjudged putting the burden of leadership on you so soon.” Jim’s tone was weighed in disappointment, releasing his hand from Rory’s shoulder as he urged the younger man to climb into the back of the Minotaur with Haven.
Turning to the remaining team, Jim opened his mouth to speak before his phone began to ring. Moving his hand to ignore it, he saw the name on the screen and excused himself before placing the device to his ear.
“Hello?”
“Jim, it’s Tori, Lorcán’s not going to make it through the night, I just wanted you to know so you can prep the team. Aiden’s staying with him, Aurora’s with me at the house sleeping.” Her voice cracked on the other side of the line.
“Tori, I’m so sorry, is there anything I can do for y’all?”
“Pray for a miracle.” She replied, her voice quivering, “At this point, there’s nothing else I can ask for.” The line went dead as Jim hung his head, blinking away the tears forming in his eyes before turning and approaching the rest of Blackjack.
“I’m afraid,” He cleared his throat, fighting the lump forming, “I’m afraid I have some bad news about Lorcán.”
The ceiling above Jim began to crumble but before he could make a move to block it, Katja was there beside him, holding the ceiling in place exchanging a grim nod with Jim. Amma had cleared the way and Rory was rescuing Haven, the couple exchanging a few words before Rory managed to hobble past the pair that was Katja and Jim and make back towards the entrance. The Foundation’s Fist had retreated ahead of them, taking Amma along with him as Shiv carried the raven-haired girl outside and called for a medical transport to their location.
Emerging from the rapidly deteriorating tunnels into the cool September night sky, medics greeted Rory and took Haven from him. Behind the pair Jim’s voice boomed through the din of the rushing water.
“Everyone else, out! Now!”
Emerging triumphant and just in time, Jim watched the stairs behind the door suddenly crumble as the sinkhole swallowed the rest of the sub-basement, water slowly filling the void left behind. That accursed laboratory finally gone for good, and the teleportation pad along with it. Turning to Rory, Jim placed a hand on the dark-haired man’s shoulder before speaking at a low volume, so only Rory could hear him.
“Go with Miss Barnes to the Infirmary, but Mr. Tyler, make no mistake, we will be having words about your decision-making today and how you were able to find this place. Perhaps I misjudged putting the burden of leadership on you so soon.” Jim’s tone was weighed in disappointment, releasing his hand from Rory’s shoulder as he urged the younger man to climb into the back of the Minotaur with Haven.
Turning to the remaining team, Jim opened his mouth to speak before his phone began to ring. Moving his hand to ignore it, he saw the name on the screen and excused himself before placing the device to his ear.
“Hello?”
“Jim, it’s Tori, Lorcán’s not going to make it through the night, I just wanted you to know so you can prep the team. Aiden’s staying with him, Aurora’s with me at the house sleeping.” Her voice cracked on the other side of the line.
“Tori, I’m so sorry, is there anything I can do for y’all?”
“Pray for a miracle.” She replied, her voice quivering, “At this point, there’s nothing else I can ask for.” The line went dead as Jim hung his head, blinking away the tears forming in his eyes before turning and approaching the rest of Blackjack.
“I’m afraid,” He cleared his throat, fighting the lump forming, “I’m afraid I have some bad news about Lorcán.”