Fifteen fires set

[mr_fahrenheit]

*Pyro's voice is pretty weak on the line. He sounds a bit weary and almost dejected*

...Hey Medic? ...I need some help. Or any of RED...

((OOC: After this thread.))

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[brbpouncingyou.livejournal.com]

[[Tempted to respond with FUCK YOU DICKFACE.]]

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[brbpouncingyou.livejournal.com]

[[Says nothing.]]

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

...Hello?

[brbpouncingyou.livejournal.com]

[[Hangs up before Allan gets angrier, but not before whispering in a sing-song crazy voice.]]

♫You buuurnnnnt myyy heaaaart.♪

[[And he bellows.]]

T̷͔̜̗̲̠͕̦͕̘O̶͏̹̰̳̼ ̠̪̹̲̱̥͡A҉̮̖ ̪͚̝̠͚͇̕͡C̸͙̬̰̹͎͢͡R̡̟͍I̱̯̳̯͉͇̼̟̕͟S̸͉͇̟̣̠̲̰͉̰̀̀P̤̤̲̟̬͉̕̕͡.̶҉̛̩͙̻͙

[[He hangs up.]]

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

...Fucking hell.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

... You sound like shit, son. The hell did you do?

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

...It's a long story.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Well whenever the Medic gets you fixed up, you'd BETTER hope you're good at telling said stories.

Because I don't fuck around when someone messes with one of my own.

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

...Yeah. I'll tell you everything once, well...these wounds quit bleeding finally.

[healforscience.livejournal.com]

Vhat ze hell 'appened? More importantly, vhere are you?

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

...I'll tell you what happened when you get here. I just got hurt pretty bad. I'm back at my house...1486 Kramden.

[healforscience.livejournal.com]

I vill be zhere shortly. If you are bleedink, put pressure on ze vounds.

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

They stopped awhile ago...Mostly.

~AND A MEDIC ARRIVES~

[healforscience.livejournal.com]

Ach, Pyro...do you have somevhere you can lie down?

Zis...vhat did you do to yourself?

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

Um...the couch is easiest to get to.

*he fairly groggy and still wearing his blood-soaked shirt*

Allan...attacked me.

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

Are you all right?

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

...Not really, no. Medic patched me up, but I still feel like shit.

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

What happened?

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

Allan attacked me.

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

... Why...

[blewitup.livejournal.com]

Pyro? Ey, Pyro, yeh ok over there?

...'ang on. Ah'll be over as soon as ah can...

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

...Shit, Demo. Good to hear your voice...I'll live, though.

[blewitup.livejournal.com]

Ah know, town's kept mah work schedule busy lately...'ang on mate, Ahmma comin'!

[Demo wastes no time getting out of his house, but he'll take longer than usual to get there.]

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*Pyro's just left the door open, laying on the couch where Medic made his stay*

[blewitup.livejournal.com]

[Finally arrives. He looks like he's seen a ghost. Or several ghosts.]

Eet's 'ell out there, lad! Bloody freakin' people all over th' place. There's even a stuffed animal out theah covered in blood...

Ey, but...it wozn't tha friend o yours, Allie, woz it? It woz some other new idjit, right?