badness...

[i_vanquish_evil]

Leading in from Nick randomly walking up to say 'hello'...

Van Helsing clutches his head, screaming in agony...

and collapses to the floor.




There is probably a very confused Nick Knight standing over him.

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[eternal-boy.livejournal.com]

Nick stares down at Van Helsing in confusion and 'concern'.

"Gabriel? Gabriel?!"

[i_vanquish_evil]

The screaming only gets louder.

[eternal-boy.livejournal.com]

He looks around, shouting.

"Someone...can someone...SOMEONE!?"

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Too much shouting and panic and woe of late-

But Svava is hurrying over, looking to Nick worriedly before kneeling down next to Van Helsing.

"Nick- what happened? What's wrong?"

Gentle hands on Gabriel's arms.

"Can you hear me? Its alright..."

[i_vanquish_evil]

The screaming has died-down to groans of pain and he can't exactly hear her, but he can point to Nick. Which probably doesn't tell anyone much at all.

[eternal-boy.livejournal.com]

Nick backs away, looking mutely at Svava with pain and confusion in his eyes. He knows it's him, but he doesn't know why or how, it seems.

He looks, wildeyed, at Svava.

"Will you take care of him? I'm only making it worse."`

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Svava looks up to Nick, eyes wide.

"Why are you making it worse? Making what worse? - Yes, I'll take care of him, but knowing why this is happening-"

A worried, frusterated sigh, and she turns back to Gabriel. She waves to a wait rat quick, asking for water.

[i_vanquish_evil]

He still can't tell them anything - he'd like to, it'd probably help - but he can't; he's lucky to be able to open his eyes long enough to see anything. He wraps long fingers around one of Svava's arms as though seeking a grounding point, something solid to hold onto. He has no idea who it is, just that it's someone who's not Nick... not making his head throb in pain.

[eternal-boy.livejournal.com]

And Nick runs off.

Hurt.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Svava takes a deep breath, watching Nick go, then turns back to Gabriel.

"... You do hear me?" She will not fight his hold on her arm, but sets her other hand on top of his.

"I'm here. I- I don't know what's wrong..." Svava bites her lip worriedly.

[i_vanquish_evil]

Eyes still closed, his body posture changes, but it's hardly noticable, as Nick walks away; it's almost like a slight relaxation, but he's still tense. He does manage a deep breath and a whisper, "Nick... wrong..." That's all he can manage for now.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Svava watches him, silent. A deep breath, and she helps Gabriel sit up. The wait rat delivers the glass of water, and Svava presses it into his hands; holding until his fingers have it secure.

""

[i_vanquish_evil]

His hands don't quite get a firm hold on the glass, but it doesn't fall, Beowulf is nearby to help - smart dog with a well-placed nose... though he did go into hiding at the screaming.

He shakes his head.

"Still... wrong..."

He manages to get a decent hold on the glass and drinks the water, slowly.

"Thank you."

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Svava watches Beowulf warily for a moment, before forcing herself to look back at Van Helsing.

"... You're welcome, of course. I- You were hurt... But you're alright now?"

[i_vanquish_evil]

He shakes his head.

"No."

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

She winces slightly, watching him.

"" Svava bites her lip.

[i_vanquish_evil]

He sighs... more than grateful for the offer and shakes his head.

"Unless..." he takes a breath and a sip of water, "Unless you can... can figure out... figure out what's going on..." he winces, "going on with Nick."

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Svava glances back towards where Nick disappeared to, then nods slowly.

"...How might something be wrong with him? He was shot, but... he healed from that. He was acting normal the last I spoke to him."

She looks back at Van Helsing. "You're sure, though?"

[i_vanquish_evil]

He nods, slowly; his head still hurts.

"Evil... not-not-" a breath, "Not the vampire... something else. Darker."

It's the last thing he manages before he passes out, leaning heavily against Svava.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Svava slips her arm under Gabriel, then glances about the bar.

Not looking for help, but... looking for Nick, worriedly. Then a deep breath, and she traces a couple of runes with her free hand. An easy spell for a bit of strength, though the balance is still somewhat off as she stands up with him.

Svava eyes Beowulf carefully- but at least he is not that big. Comparatively.

"... Do not harrass my cat." She addresses him, before turning to carry/drag Gabriel to the staff quarters.

[i_vanquish_evil]

Beowulf tilts his big doggie head and pads along behind the strange yellow-haired lady carrying his master.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

There is a comfortable couch in her and Archie's flat. (http://www.livejournal.com/users/skjaldmeyjar/87343.html)

She will even let Beowulf in, too.