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Fandom Into the fire (1x1 MzHyde/Gallifrog)

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Fia didn't need to finish the sentence for Chas to know that she was referring to Rinaa's timeline. The little Rinaa had said had been enough for them all to get a pretty decent picture of just how twisted the two had become. But it was also in her actions, the way she rarely seemed to be fully comfortable around both of them. She could pretty much do one, but coping with the two at once was proving challenging, and in the things she wouldn't say or do and just went quiet on. "Yeah, I get you on that. You're not alone on that either, as soon as we began to grasp just how badly things could go wrong, we all immediately started pinning our hopes on the fact that time is malleable and even just being here may be enough to knock the whole timeline on a better path. And since we don't know when the divergence is, every action could be moving us in a better direction."


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Jay and John both knew that Kay wasn't really talking to them when she let out her exclamation of finishing the painting. Cliff didn't hear or see Kay as she was back in the pheonix book. But the two were highly impressed with the final product, the gold marker really did add an extra something to a piece that was already so beautiful and breathtaking. Neither said anything, John sensing that Kay needed a moment alone with her painting. It took a while for the answer to come back due to the lag time between the two planets, calls were even worse, but it was better than nothing and it allowed Cliff to keep in touch with her family. When the laptop pinged, she drew it closer and glanced at the message. "It was the middle brother after all, I was ninety percent certain it was." "Only ninety percent?" "Yeah, they're all idiots, so I made a guess based on eye and nostril shape."
 
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Hearing what Chas said, Fia just nodded. "I really hope you're right because you have no idea how twisted the other us are." She said in response. "I promised I wouldn't say anything but..urgh!" She added, getting frustrated and letting herself slump to the floor, head in hands. "It's destroying me mentally. I hate it" she admitted, starting to open up. "What do I do uncle? I don't want to go against Rinaa but it's killing me keeping it to myself, it's why I've avoided nearly everyone for the most part but I can't keep doing that, people will start asking questions.." she continued, looking up at Chas as she instinctively rubbed her neck out of frustration and memory of the information she had what happened to Rinaa and herself. She only ever used his family title to her when she really struggled in her timeline.

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Kay kept staring at the work just truly trying to take in what Fee actually looked like and not seeing her as a disembodied voice or Kay's own reflection. It was strange in a way for her but also there was something reassuring about it. She knew deep down Fee was her, and not a full separate entity, but after so many years she still couldn't wrap her head around that fact. Though looking at the painting she really hoped it wasn't a foreshadowing of destruction, but one of hope and protection instead. She only looked up from it when Cliff's laptop pinged with the reply on whose nostrils they were. She chuckled at the whole comment of only being ninety percent certain it was who Cliff thought, thinking she would have been more sure than that, but she still proved to be correct.

She then instinctively put her hand up to her face and scratched lightly her other cheek, forgetting about the paint on her hands, when she lowered her hands she realised what she just done. "Oh for..." She started cursing, stopping herself only because it was such a rookie painters mistake that made her smirk in disbelief at herself.
 
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Chas could see just how much Fia was struggling with all of this, now that she was letting it show and admitting that she was both holding back and struggling what she knew. He read between the lines that she'd found out something in or about Rinaa's timeline, that she regretted finding out. He gave it his usual minute to mull over an answer, as usual not wanting to say something rashly that he'd regret in hindsight. "If she said not to tell us, then none of us should know. Your mother and John are already in enough of a state, so no matter how much you want to tell them, you can't. The other two have their wedding and approaching Rinaa isn't on the cards. Which really just means telling me, you could argue that technically I know this already, since I seem to have the whole life of multiple Fia's locked up here, so it's not technically breaking your promise, it's more of the grey area."

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"You know what your siblings nostrils looks like?" John's face was scrunched in both confusion, surprise and a sort of strange admiration that somebody could know such a thing. "It would seem that I do." Cliff replied, with a slight smirk of pride in her voice. All three started sniggering when they realised what Kay had done, all had seen the paint, but decided not to mention it until she was well and truly done, but due to the distraction of Cliff's brothers nostrils they'd never gotten around to it. "I thought paint was supposed to go on the painting and not the artist. But what do I know about art?" John smirked. "As much as I know about camel riding probabaly."
 
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Fia wouldn't dream of letting John and Kay know what she knew. As much as she would want to confide in her parents, she knew they had enough on their plates right now and it was not worth dumping everything else on them as well. Especially Kay, knowing that emotions and hormones were on overdrive through the pregnancy anyway, it would tear her apart like it was Fia. When Chas said about finding the grey area with telling him because of the bulk of knowledge trapped in his head, she realised she had never thought of that until now. "Okay.." she sighed, "I know what caused the burn on Rinaa's back... It was either my other self or mum's. it couldn't be proven who it was but it was found out to be phoenix fire that did it" she told him. "Which leads to part two...when Rinaa went off to collect something, I bumped into that version of Jay...or more like, she pinned me to the container and held me at iron blade to my neck" she finished.

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Kay had smirked at what off said and how she said it. In her eyes, Cliff's observation skills shouldn't have even been questioned over it. When the three of them started sniggering at what she had done, she gave a false glare at all of them, "oh ha ha" she replied to John, putting her hand in the paint and leaning close to him, smearing it onto his face out of childish retaliation before laughing, seeing the smeared hand print down his face. "I think it's an improvement!" She teased, not caring the other two women were in the room.
 
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Chas mightn't have wanted to have been burdened with any more secrets, but he could at least use the encyclopedia Fia and Kay in his head as an excuse for how he found out something and claim he'd been triggered by an off hand remark. And it was clear that Fia needed to get it off her chest. He listened as she explained what she'd learned, internally horrified that things could go so badly wrong, and knowing that it had been identified as pheonix fire meant John would have lost his nut, espescially as it still wasn't proven who did it or why. The next part was less surprising. This was the Jay who had lost Elliott and no doubt had serious regressed from the person who they were warming up to today. And to see how Rinaa was being treated by her supposed family (as Jay had no biological family to speak of) would have only brought out the fiercely protective side in her.

"Ah shit, that's....thats.....well there isn't really words for it is there? No wonder her fire hatred is so strong, she can't even set foot in the forge because of it. To know just how bad its gone, I can see why it's been eating away at you. As for the other Jay? That doesn't surprise me. Rinaa's spoke only a little of her mother, but it's been clear that Hell hath no fury like the assassin scorned. She'd already lost Elliott and to see a rejection this severe of his child, I can see why she'd do that. There's a side of wolf-like protective nature in her. That's a lot to find out in one go." He swore softly, something in Attili that he'd picked up.

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John hadn't expected to be smeared with paint by Kay, but he took it in his stride. He could feel it sticking to his face, irritating, but nothing compared to corrosive demon bodily fluids. "Well people have said I'm a work of art, I guess this is just the proof of that fact." He smirked, before adding another little bit just to make sure, he couldn't be jabbed back by his own comment. "not necessarily a good one, but a work of art none the less." Cliff just shook her head and rolled her eyes at Jay, the only other mature, straight faced one in the room at the moment. "Children, children" she chided, initiating a worn out parent "finger painting is for another day. And if you get any paint on that couch, you'll be following the kettle out the window."
 
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Fia could tell even though Chas didn't show it externally, that he was horrified by the news. She knew because she was just as horrified when she got told. She knew the other part wouldn't be surprising, deep down Fia herself didn't find it surprising once she knew why Jay reacted the way she had. She let Chas compute what had been eating her up so much, nodding at his reply in the process. "I couldn't understand it until she told me why she hated my guts so much...or at least, their version of me. She only let me go when Rinaa arrived back and vouched for me." She explained. "But needless to say when I first came back? It was hard to see Jay in any other way than someone who wants me dead. She said if she hadn't made a promise to Elliott to not let myself, mum and dad get killed or harmed badly, she would have done it by now" she said, wiping her eyes.

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Kay could tell that she managed to catch John off guard and she felt incredibly smug about that fact. It was difficult to achieve such a thing so she took delight in knowing she managed it. She laughed when he said what he did and out more paint on himself. He never seemed to fail in making her laugh, "may not be a good one but you're mine so I'll take what I get given" she smirked. When Cliff put on a motherly tone toward them both, she tightly pursed her lips shut trying so hard not to laugh even more. "sorry mum" she chimed as a comeback.
 
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It made sense that Jya had been the one to explain the fear of fire and not Rinaa, she didn't talk about it, apart from at the dinner explaining that she had skin grafts across her neck, back and shoulders, and in some places the grafting hadn't worked, so there were still burn scars. And to hear that Jay was keeping a problem to a dead man, even though it was hindering her and her daughters life, it showed in a way how much she loved him and how much his death had affected her. "Well that's no doubt where Rinaa gets her trust issues from, but it's unfortunately understandable. And I can imagine how you could see that. What she's capable of, we don't don't know and forgetting that she was assassin for most of her life isn't something that should be done lightly no matter what the timeline. Its just like Elliott to do something like that, considering he put his friends watching John and I when he was away."

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John rolled his eyes, and began removing the paint from himself, smirking at Cliff and Kay's banter, as well as the threat of defenestration which seemed to be a go-to with these guys. "Shh, auntie is trying to work over here." Jay called out, with just the right amount of mock stress and 'I am so done with these children' in her voice. "Why are you auntie?" John couldn't help but ask. "Because I can't be the father, that's just offensive given that a) she's gay and b) getting married. And also the only other choice is the crazy grandmother, which is fun sure, but not quite me." She explained before smirking, scrunching her face up and pretending to shake a cane at the two of them, adopting a satirical elderly voice. "Can you whippersnappers keep it down? I'm trying to work this bloody telephone! Why in my day children weren't anywhere near this rude, they actually had this thing called respect."
 
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Fia listened, taking on board everything that he was saying. She remembered stories being told of Elliott doing such a thing, "Ell in my time has told me stories of him doing that." she smiled slightly. She remembered how Kay walked in on them chatting about it and adding about one time it turned into a movie night with Kane whilst Chas and John went out demon hunting. "But that side of Jay is terrifying. I never wanna see it again" she said.

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When Jay called herself auntie and also scolded them in a playful 'im so done with you' manner, Kay couldn't stop the smirk from reappearing on her face. She tried so hard to not laugh out loud though, as she listened to John asking why Jay is designated auntie to the both of them. Jay had some very compelling reasons in Kay's mind. Yet the moment she started talking like a grandparent and pretending to wave a cane at the two of them, she just lost it and burst into that laughter that only John had seen before in her. The type that just made her whole face light up. It made her having to cover her mouth with her hand to try and stop laughing. "I need to clean up" she said between laughing, barely able to catch a breath.
 
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"It seems he doesn't trust John not do something incredibly stupid when he's not around, which I have to agree on." Chas smirked, remembering John's annoyance, and then realisation of understanding when he found out. At Fia's comment about the other side of Jay he had to nod. He'd never seen it, but he'd seen her at a time where she was far closer to it than she was now. "Believe me, I don't want to see it ever. I've seen her when she was worse, and it's terrifying. Shark eye stares and monosyllabic remarks,but she was holding back then, if she loses that control....." he trailed off, that sentence didn't need to be finished. She was well capable of murder and worse. It was at that moment that Cal's phone rang. She'd left it on the sill of one of the forge windows where there was a signal available.

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John couldn't argue with Jay's reasoning either, particularly on the point that Cliff was about to married in a short while. He'd suceeded in getting all of the paint off, with the assistance of a pocket mirror. He could tell by the wicked smirk on Jay's face that she was going to do something, but he wasn't expecting her crotchety old grandparent impression to be so spot on. As soon as Kay started laughing it set Cliff and John off and even Jay who had to stop her tirade about the youth of today and their (many) flaws. Jay's genuine laughter was transformative, just like Kay's, and showed that underneath the hardened exterior there was a normal woman, with a wicked sense of humour. "That was spot on Jay" Cliff declared, after catching her breath again.
 
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Fia nodded yet again, not being able to react in any other way during this conversation. She was glad she was getting it off of her chest though, just knowing that she's been able to tell someone that won't get her into even more conflict with Rinaa than she possibly could be was of somewhat relief. Hearing that even Chas didn't want to see that side of Jay didn't surprise her. "Trust me, no one wants to" she confirmed. She was ready to get up and hug Chas when Cal's phone began ringing, breaking the entire moment. With a heavy sigh, she stood up, and leaned in through the doorway, "Cal! Your phone is ringing!" She called through to her.

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Kay was expecting in a small.manner to have to set John off as he had seen her truly laugh like this before, but she wasn't expecting her laugh to set Cliff and Jay off as well, which made her laugh more. She saw such a different side to Jay that was so good to see and witness, instantly knowing now what Elliott saw in her. "Agreed, that was too good" Kay added, getting up to use the bathroom to clean herself up, as most of her paint was dried on unlike the fresh paint that John had on his face. When she managed to compose herself enough, she walked to the bathroom and cleaned her face up seeing just what a state she truly was in. "Kay you can never be clean when you paint" she muttered to herself, forgetting and not even noticing she had the paintbrush still in her hair, before walking back to the room with the others.
 
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Chas just nodded at the confirmation, there wasn't much he could really say on the matter. He cast a disapproving glance at the phone for ruining such a moment. "Thanks! Give me one second Fia!" Cal called back, setting down what she was working on and making her way outside. He picked up the phone and passed it over to her as she came out. One glance at the caller ID and her face paled several shades, she accepted the call and when she spoke in Attili, there was no mistaking the apprehension, tension and maybe even a slight bit of fear in her voice as she answered. She listened and nodded, her posture stiffening as her shoulders tensed and her spine snapped straight, it wasn't good news, that much Chas could tell and he shot a look of worry at Fia.

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The laughter was infectious, taking far too long to die down and leaving everybody with broad grins on their faces for a good while after. When Kay left to clean herself up, Jay went and poured herself a drink, leaning against the counter top in thought. "Where did you learn to do impressions like that? That was full body acting." John asked, finding himself impressed by this new side to Jay. "As with nearly everything in my life it seems, it's an assassin thing, learning to copy accents, speech patterns, the whole package in order to blend in better. And the acting is the same thing really." When Kay re-emerged Cliff decided to point out the paint brush in her hair before it got impaled in somebody's eye. "You've still got the paintbrush in your hair by the way."
 
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When Chas shot a disapproving look at the phone, it showed Fia that he too was a bit annoyed it broke an important and serious moment between her and him. After calling out to Cal, she nodded at the reply and pushed herself off of the door frame to stand up straight and next to Chas. She watched as Cal eventually came out, turned a few shades lighter at the caller ID and answered in Attili. The same moment Chas gave Fia a worried look, she looked at Chas with a mirrored look of concern. She may not be understanding what was being said but the tone and body language of Cal's was enough to know it wasn't good thing. She instinctively stood closer to Chas like a child who needed that parental figure close to her.

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Kay only re-emerged at the end of the conversation about Jay's talent for the impression and full blown acting. She was about to add to the chatter when Cliff pointed out the paintbrush still in her hair, making her instinctively lift her hand up and low and behold, felt the brush very much still holding her hair up. "Thanks, I always forget when I use brushes or pens as hair sticks" she chuckled, pulling it out causing her hair to flow and unravel down in one swift motion. It created a natural wave in her hair which so happened to be an added bonus to keeping her hair out of the way.
 
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Chas tried to listen, but his Attil wasn't good enough, and Cal mainly seemed to be listening, her skin blanching with every passing minute. When she did speak, it was terse and filled with a mix of anger, annoyance and dread. Dan had emerged from the forge, and was leaning against the wall an expression of concern on his face. Cal's free hand was running through her hair, and small sparks began jumping between her fingertips. "See those sparks?" Dan asked quietly, directing it at both Chas and Fia. "Yep, not a good sign then?" "Not at all, it's very bad, she's losing control." The fires flickered stronger as Cal's emotions surged and flames could be seen licking the ends of her boots as she paced.

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It turned out that doing various impersonations was something both John and Jay had in common, and they particularly enjoyed doing politicians and modifying their famous speeches to say something completly ridiculous. When Kay walked in they were both doing impressions of Donald Trump, who Cliff of course had no idea about. She couldn't hear them anyway, but could tell from their body language that they were enjoying it. Like Kay, John was beginning to see what exactly Elliott saw in her. Her sense of humour was whip sharp and like Elliott she gave as good as she got. John could only imagine the arguemnets when the two couldn't stand each other and were deliberately trying to push buttons. At Kay's remark Cliff just shrugged "I can't relate really, I've always had short hair, easier to dry on a planet covered in water."
 
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The moment Dan came out, Fia knew it wasn't going to be a good thing. She looked at the sparks starting to appear, especially when Dan pointed them out. It didn't come as a surprise to her that it was because she was losing control. It was very similar to when her or her mother would lose control, despite it being very rare in Kay's case, but when she was learning to control her own fire, she lost control many times. She looked at as the flames started licking Cal's boots. "It reminds me of when I would lose control as a kid...it only happens if news or a situation is incredibly stressful or bad" Fia commented. "Do you know of any..notion to calm her? Or does Cliff?" She asked, figuring if Dan basically brought her up for most of her life, then he'd know how to deal with it, or Cliff would being as close as she was.

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Hearing the Trump impressions, Kay chuckled and shook her head. Both were pretty damn spot on and made her so glad she wasn't in the States as a citizen during the time of his rule. "I can understand that, I haven't had short hair since...I was about 6 years old..I think. Unless you count a black wig I had to wear at school" she replied to Cliff. She had had long hair the whole time and had never even attempted to cut it, as she figured if she couldn't dye her hair, then she probably wouldn't get away with cutting it either, so she just never tried. Her hair was only short when she was so young because it was still growing. Though when she said short, it was actually more of the length of the black wig she sports in the photo she showed John.
 
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Dan listened then nodded "its exactly the same principle with Cal and her pyrokinesis. I obviously didn't know her when she first learned to control it, but she's told me a lot of burn and learn basically. And it's exactly the same principle right now, extremely bad news, stress levels through the roof. If I had to put money on it, it's her brother or her father" Dan had missed the first part if the conversation that would have given him the relevant context. At the next part he shook his head slightly "there's nothing I can do right now. But she and Cliff are bonded....linked. She'll feel this surge too and I trust she can bring the levels down from her end. Otherwise we get the fire extinguisher before her clothes go up."

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Cliff was about to question why she'd worn a wig to school when she was overcome by a surge of emotion. She gasped and without warning ice started sheathing itself up along her arms and spreading across the couch. The crackling of the ice broke John and Jay's impressions, which were getting gradually more and more ridiculous. "Shit!" Cliff cursed, before lapsing into some furious paced swearing in Attili. "Cliff? What's going on?" "Not me, it's Cal, something at her end, bad enough that I'm feeling it too." She gritted her teeth together and concentrated, the ice stopped growing, mere centimetres away from the pheonix book.
 
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Fia listened, hearing that it was the same for Cal as it was for her when it came to triggers made her able to relate and understand the situation that was happening to Cal. She hoped for Cal's sake that the phone call wouldn't be any longer. If there was a way she could help, she would as she knew what it was like to have powers spark out if control. "If I can help in any way I will" Fia said. She wanted to help as she genuinely really liked Cal. She just hoped Cliff would know what to do soon. "Chas.. maybe try calling dad, maybe we could get Cliff to talk to Cal through speaker or something?" She suggested getting the idea, thinking that because of Cliff's bond with Cal, she wouldn't be able to focus on answering a phone, but if John could put it on speaker, and Chas did the same they may be able to get Cliff to talk to Cal.

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Kay quickly took a double take when Cliff seemingly out if nowhere gritted her teeth and felt some kind emotional pain that was setting her own ability off. "One of you get one of the lot at the forge on the phone. Find out what's going on" she said, walking to in front of Cliff and squatting down. Sure, it was dangerous for her but she also knew being the opposite element to Cliff, the ice wouldn't harm her, as she'd trust Fee to just melt any that would reach her and evaporate it off. She moved Fia's book out the way. "I know you're the doctor and all, but I'm thinking if you can try and control the residual feeling you're getting, it'll help Cal at the forge. Just take deep breaths.." she said, trying to remember what she'd do if she lost control.
 
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Cliff knew Kay's suggestions were well meant, but she had a better idea on how to deal with this. With two people sharing the same emotions it lessened the effects, it was just the initial shock she needed to get over. "I've got a better idea" she replied through gritted teeth, already starting a circular breathing pattern in th hrough her nose and out through her mouth. "my phone is on the kitchen counter, call Dan, somebody else get their phone and call Chas." She directed the next remark at Jay, already taking control of the situation.

"Underneath the weapons rack there's a medical kit. Get the adrenaline with the green tag on it." Jay was on it before Cal had finished speaking, seeing where this was going. A burst of adrenaline would give her the necessary energy to push back the surge of ice. The ice was retreating slowly back towards Cliff's body, but at nowhere near a fast enough rate. With the cannister found, Jay slotted it into the syringe. Cliff's arms had sheathed in ice, so she went for the neck, her fingers locating the correct blood vessel and pressing down the plunger with one smooth motion. The effect was inataneous. Cliff's eyes flared an intense white and the ice seemed to shoot back into her arms, the motion sending her back into the couch.

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Chas was already on it, selecting John's number as he knew his mate would have his phone on him. Dan turned to Fia "the best thing for now is to get in touch with the others, and see what Cliff can do. She's the one of the other end of the link and has dealt with this before. They have a method for dealing with this." If Cal had noticed the fires starting up around her body she paid them no heed. They had been growing then shrunk to about half the size they originally were when Cliff let the surge through. At the exact moment Cliff's ice retreated, Cal gasped, her eyes blazing amber and the flames simply absorbed back into her body, leaving a smell of burning shoe, but apart from that she was perfectly intact.
 
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Fia noticed how Chas was straight onto the phone, knowing he would instantly be calling John. She then looked at Dan when he replied to her, explaining that getting in touch with Cliff was by far the best situation right now. She kept an eye out on Cal to see how she was doing the entire time, hating feeling helpless but she knew Cliff was Cal's best shot at calming down. Then she saw how Cal reacted to something which made her pyrokensis just disappear rapidly, her eyes rapidly looking Cal over and only seeing burned boots.

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Kay watched as Cliff focused on her breathing, and was curious to what her better idea was. She didn't even think about the adrenaline shot idea, despite having John use it on her once when she was having a freak out. She stood up and went to head to the kitchen table to grab Cliff's phone when she heard John's phone go off. Picking up Cliff's phone, she walked back with it, when she saw Jay get straight onto the idea and have Cliff the shot of adrenaline. It as when the syringe came out that it all fell into place in Kay's mind. Seeing Cliff react abruptly to it, she knew it'd have to have had an affect on Cal as well.
 
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Cal felt the jolt of Cliff reigning in her ice at her end of the bond and knew that she'd lost control. Looking down she saw that her boots were smouldering, one with a large burn hole in the toe. Her hands may have always been the first to go up, but her feet were the source of the strongest fire when she lost control. Dan saw the fires vanish and knew "looks like Cliff came through and put it out from her end." He told them quietly. Cal glanced over at the others, placed a hand over the phone, then exchanged rapid Attili with Dan who nodded, then gestured at Chas, who had succeeded in reaching John's phone. "If its not on speaker already, get it on speaker and basically tell them to get to the forge as soon as physically possible." "Yes, it's me, put yours on speaker will ya?"

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As soon as John's phone started ringing he picked up. "Chas that you?" He asked, before putting the phone on speaker so that everybody could here. Cliff wasted no time in quite literally vaulting over the back of the couch and over to the phone. "What's happened? I'm guessing bad news?" Her concern for her wife was unmistakable, although she was playing it off as no big deal, the emotional surge alone told her it was a big deal. "It would seem so, she got a call, paled dramatically and started going up in flames. What about you, you okay?" "I iced up the couch as result, but that's cleared up. So what's happened?" "He's just arrived from off-world and they are bringing him to the cell. Call everyone and get to the forge as soon as possible, and bring the kit Cal says." Dan instructed them, relaying the information Cal had told him. As soon as she heard that, Jay picked up her phone and called Rinaa.
 
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Fia saw Cal regain her control thanks to Cliff on her end which made her sigh with relief. She watched as Chas managed to get through to John on the phone, and wasn't surprised to hear Dan say that everybody needed to be here at the forge. She stayed close to Chas out of instinct but still kept an eye on Cal out of concern. She then listened to the group phone call going on with both their phones at each end being on speaker. The moment Dan said 'hes back from being off world' she knew he was implying Cal and Elliott's birth father. Suddenly Cal's reaction made a hell of a lot of sense.

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Kay walked back to the others when she saw John put the phone onto speaker and Cliff vaulting over the sofa to get to the phone. She was expecting some bad news, and hearing Dan on the phone say what he did, she knew who he was meaning. "Shit... No wonder Cal reacted the way she did" she commented in realisation. She just hoped it wouldn't turn too ugly but had a feeling her hope wouldn't come through this time round. She saw Jay call Rinaa instantly, and was glad that Fia was already there with Chas. She was glad she was dressed and had her boots on already and had cleaned herself up.
 
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Cal's phone call finished pretty quickly, and soon she like the others was crowding around Chas' phone listening to what the others had to say for themselves. There was some general cursing from the other end from both John and Jay. "Cliff you alright? I had no idea how bad I'd lost it." Cal's worry was evident and she was mentally kicking herself for putting her other half through this. "I'm fine, seriously. I iced up the couch, and started forming the ice armour, but I could stop it. And I presume you felt the adrenaline shot?" "It worked perfectly, you're a bloody genius for figuring that one out. I take it everybody else is listening in?" Cal asked. "They are, and Jay's getting Rinaa, correction, she's got Rinaa. Deke was alerted at the same time you were and he's proceeding with the plan. He's going to stall them by hacking a lift or something."

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Cliff had taken the phone and was scrambling around the apartment, assembling what she needed. She'd grabbed two quivers from the rack, one that slung over her shoulder and another that attached to her waist. She'd also grabbed a bow and Cal's set of twin swords and was packing the blades into a duffel. "Good, we'll need the time. Everybody get ready, shits about to hit the fan. And change of plans, let's skip meeting at the forge, instead the junction of West and Meyers." "Got it." "West and Meyers, got that kiddo?" Jay relayed the address on to Rinaa, while at the same time adding a couple more weapons to her arsenal. She had no idea how this was going to down but she'd rather be prepared. She already had the knives in her boot and in the holster on her back. Jay added a pistol to the shoulder holster, a sword to her back and checked the knuckledusters were in her pocket.
 
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Fia could hear the cursing from both John and Jay down the phone, whilst she herself was glad that she always had her thigh bag attached to her at all times and was always stocked with her blades and stele. Not that she could use the latter on Attil, but she wouldn't ever leave it unattended in any other bag. She was also now glad that her violin was a working weapon, and she managed to a couple of days ago get bolts for it. She listened to what was being said and was glad that Cliff was okay.

the apartment

Kay listened to the conversation going on, taking in what but of a plan was being discussed, whilst noting how much Cliff was grabbing and arming herself up with. So when Cal said about the shit hitting the fan, she knew it really was going to be. She she watched as Jay relayed the information onto Rinaa whilst she equipped herself with whatever she could at the same time. Being a phoenix, she didn't work with weapons, even though she could use them from various training with various people over the years. She didn't even think to tell anyone to look after Fia as she knew deep in her heart that Fia would be okay and was used to conflict, just like the rest of them. All she did do was grab her jacket and put it on over the jumper. She may be pregnant but she wasn't going to just stand on the sidelines or stay behind whilst everyone risked their lives for Elliott.
 
The forge
Dan had vanished back inside to shut everything off and to lock up. On a whim he also grabbed one of the weapons carry-alls that he had in the shop for delivering orders in. With an address for a meeting agreed on, there was no need to hang around the forge any longer, Dan re-emerged with th bag over his shoulders and locked the door. "It looks like we're running to meet the others, judging by the scuffle on the other end and the sound of footsteps in the corridor." She knew they could all easily keep up with her pace. "So just follow me and try and keep up" she told them, before breaking off into a run, phone in hand, still talking to those on the other end. Chas and Dan exchanged a glance with each other and Fia before following her.

The apartment
"Looks like we're running, it's not two far away, six minutes at a full out sprint, but ten at a more regular pace, try keep up, I want to find out as much as possible"
Cliff explained, she'd made a guess based on Kay's condition and knew she could handle the run espescially after relaxing for a good chunk of the morning. Her body might protest later, but for now, there were other more important things to be worrying about. And besides, there'd be a surge of adrenaline from the whole situation that would let her overcome it. Cliff bustled them out of the apartment locked up and then made her way to the stairs, still talking on John's phone, her own phone firmly in her side pocket.
 
The forge

Fia saw Dan disappear and soon reappear with a bag on his shoulders, getting instantly that he was equipping himself for a massive fight. One she was fully willing to partake in. She knew she could hold her own, and more importantly knew that Cliff, Jay and John had all seen for themselves that she could hold her own, so didn't have any worries that she'd be told to stand down and go somewhere safe. She nodded at Cal's instructions, and glanced at Dan and Chas back, "let's go" she simply said, taking off behind Cal to the rendezvous point.

the apartment

Kay nodded at Cliff's instructions and was actually glad that no one protested about her clearly intending on coming along. She was half expecting either Cliff or John to tell her to hang back and not out herself into the situation because of her situation, so when neither did try to stop, her she was glad. She would have told them where to go with their opinions anyway. She let Cliff bustle them all out of the apartment and followed with everyone else, keeping up enough to not be falling behind.
 
West and Meyers junction
The two groups arrived at the location at the same time. They couldn't help but acknowledge just how ready the looked as they ran. Cal had determination in her eyes and a smouldering hole in his shoe. Chas and Dan both had gear bags slung from their shoulders. Cliff was making it no secret that she was carrying her bow and had enough arrows to keep her occupied for a good while, she'd somehow found time to strap on her archery gauntlet (the one she'd been wearing the day they met for the first time). She ran with the bow in her left hand, allowing for easy drawing and shooting. John managed to look dynamic with his trenchcoat billowing behind him. Jay's jacket flapped behind her too, though it was much shorter and she thought (not for the first time) that she could seriously pull off a long coat and needed to invest in one.

Cal and Cliff's priorities were checking the other was okay, while at the same time exchanging looks that conveyed so much more through their bond. "You guys stocked up on weapons it seems." "So did Dan." Cliff smirked, kissing Cal briefly before turning serious "I have your swords by the way. So what's the plan of action?" "Get to the cell first, separate my father from whatever entourage he has brought. You, Dan and the rest of the crew can keep an eye on them, yeah?" "Course we can. And what are you going to do?"
 
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