Oct 02, 2009 11:38
Be careful what you wish for, lest it come true.
In one of the hallways, the door to a room bursts open, and a frantic young man stumbles out of it. Kevin staggers forward, hits the opposite wall and scrambles for purchase. All he can do is lean against it (and bleed on it, it must be said.) The blood is running fresh down his face, staining his jacket and shirt, and the hand he has clapped over the ruin of his eye.
He has to struggle to think past the pain; there's a lot to take in. Had he been succesful? Was Alice telling the truth, were the Sinclairs saved? There are other questions, of course. Is Albus really dead? Is the mark on his chest still there? Are the people he killed still gone?
All that will have to wait. If he loses any more blood, he's going to be in serious danger. The adrenaline he'd been operating on for the past half hour is starting to leave his system. Kevin's legs go out from under him, and he hits the ground on his knees, tips forward to brace himself up on one arm and bites his lip bloody so he doesn't scream.
[ooc: pre-canon Break, arriving fresh out of the Abyss. I'd put off doing it, but since we're having a flurry of entrance posts, I thought I might as well add to the momentum! :D]