A SINISTER LEGACY [PART 4] - The escape.

[astonishing_xmods]

Who: The Sick and the doctors
What: The sick plan an escape to search for a cure before it kills Nightcrawler
Where: Medical Quarantine and the docks
Warnings: Violence
Notes: Part one of the series

[It's nighttime on the 22nd, the plot is set, the day has come. It was finally time to break out, to find answers. To find a cure. They wouldn't find anything sitting here. Henry had found nothing while Kurt was getting worse, his flesh beginning to turn from blue to a boiling shade of red. He had know he didn't have much time. He knew it would take a miracle to survive much longer.

Lying in his medical bed with Flik next to him his tail flicks to the side, giving the signal that it was time to begin.

Seconds later, Flik charges straight for Zancrow, screaming at the top of his lungs and as soon as he does, Kurt bamfs from his table, appearing right next to the first person he's getting ready to teleport out.]

Comments

[teufelskerl]

I doubt he will, but you'd be surprised.

[His tail flicked to the side, but he was to tired to show too much more surprise. Kurt reached his hand out.]

Are you ready?

[diabhal_beag]

[Carlyn simply took Kurt's hand, nodding.]

Guess things get interesting, now.

[teufelskerl]

As I'm afraid things always do, Fräulein.

[No sooner than her fingers closed than the quarantine room vanished in a burst of sound and smoke, replaced with cool night air and the gentle rocking of the boat underfoot.]

[diabhal_beag]

That is how it- [Bamf.] ... I'm never going to be used to that. Especially not at long distances...

[teufelskerl]

[Kurt didn't laugh at her expense--he only looked like a devil. He did, however, smile and pat her shoulder reassuringly.]

The nausea gets better after a few hundred times. Not so much the rest. You did well!

[diabhal_beag]

So. By your reckoning, how long until they notice we're gone?

[teufelskerl]

Until they notice our distractions have stopped trying to kill each other. So...hopefully after we get out of the harbor.

[diabhal_beag]

I'll get on that, then.

[teufelskerl]

Good. I'll be back soon fräulein

[and just like that, he's gone in a bamf]

[diabhal_beag]

... Who knows how much time we have left... In more ways than one.