They rounded the corner, which ended right next to a tall, dingy brick building. A few of the lights were on, and a neon sign that was partially broken and a few of the lights needed to be fixed. The sign was right above what looked like the door to the basement, and Kaz skidded to a stop. "In here!" he said, dragging them through the door
"Ah! Okay." Grey hopped in after Kaz, not questioning the situation any more.
Tezia ducked inside by herself, looking around the room they where in. She reaches up for the boy/dragon
They walked into the room, which was a warmly lit bar. A tired-looking guy in a green tank top who looks a lot like a hippie was sitting on the bar counter, sipping a beer, and a few people were scattered here and there. The guy on the counter looked up. "Welcome to the Blackout, can I-oh. Hey Kaz." Kaz waved.
"You need to lock up now. The lab is coming."
Tezia backs up to the back of the room, one hand on the dragon
Malachi jumps off her shoulder, shifting back to his usual form, falling unconscious again.
Tezia yelps and bent down rolling him over to see his wound
(Where, when, what type?)
(Sorry, I was going home. I'm here now.)
"And how do we know that you're place is safe?" Kaden hissed at Kaz. "For all we know you could be leading us into s trap."
(np) Kaz scowled at him. "Because I shoot goddamn lightning out of my hands!" he yelled. "And everyone else in this apartment block has some sort of ability like me! And if they find this place and go through it, we're all screwed!"
"So then we're setting everyone else up at your complex because we're leading these people straight towards them."
The man on the counter slid off, frowning. "Hey, wait a second. What's going on here?" he asked. Kaz sighed.
"We got chased by the lab guys. They were right on our tails a few blocks away, and I'm trying to explain to everyone we're okay here." The guy from the counter smiled.
"Oh yeah. Those lab goons aren't getting in any time soon, not unless I flip a little switch behind the bar that throws up an attention deflector. Actually, should probably do that right now." The guy went behind the counter, moving a few bottles to the side. There was a small switch on the wall, and he flipped it dramatically. "There. They won't notice us at all when the deflector's on."
(just gonna stalk this while the small child dies lol)
Kaden pulled his eyes. "Again, how do you know they won't fond us? Whoever those people are, they know what they're doing. I'm pretty sure they'll find us eventually."
Tezia was to preoccupied, trying to help the boy
Kaz huffed, sitting in one of the bar stools. "I've lived here for all of 12 years, and we've had situations like this at least once a month. We've been searched twice, they didn't find anything. We know what we're doing."
"There's a first time for everything darling." He leaned against the bar.
(I love how Tezia's the only one concerned that Malachi just sorta collapsed)
Kaz went a little red at being called 'darling.' "Well, we should be alright. As long as we lay low for the next day or two," he said after clearing his throat
(But also the Kazen moment there aaaAAAAAA)
"You think they won't wait that long?" He shrugged off his jacket, exposing his buff arms.
Kaz almost immediately looked away, trying his best not to look at Kaden. "Uh, they never have before." The bartender made an eye-rolling motion before noticing the kid passed out on the table. He made his way out from behind the counter, walking over to Malachi.
"Is he alright?"
(Malachi: wakes up just to say 'no')
"This time may be different." He looked him up and down and cocked his head to the side. He turned his attention to the bar tender. "I have no idea." Be shrugged.
The bartender scowled. "Okay, I got this." He disappeared into a back room behind the bar, coming out with a syringe. He poked himself in the arm, drawing black blood from it. He walked over to Malachi, injecting the blood into his arm. "He'll be alright when he wakes up. Kaz nodded.
"Thanks Cas." He went back to his drink, but he accidentally looked at Kaden's arms. He immediately resolved to staring at a spot on the wood of the bar counter
Kaden noticed his glance at him and smirked. He flexed a bit and leaned back. He watched the bartender do whatever and grimanced at the syringe. He hated needles.