xp_logs | Operation: A Hammer To Fall

The Destines regather following the third attack, and lose one of their own. London Time: Late Afternoon

With a deep breath Jasmine closed her eyes and pictured roots growing from her spine, anchoring herself firmly to the earth and it's energy. When the familiar flow rushed up, she placed her hands on Dominic's heart and focused on him being whole. She opened her eyes as she worked, meeting the eyes of Albert, doubt flowing within them.

Albert's eyes widened, the hope he had been nurturing giving visibly way to a mixture of anger and pain. Without saying a word he span on his heel and stalked across the room, throwing open the window and driving his fist into the wall, not caring about the pain shooting up his arm from the impact.

"Albert." She didn't add more, well aware that the man was probably an inch from turning violent on whoever that attempted to stop him, but Grace wasn't going to allow him to hurt himself out of frustration. "Please, Albert", pleaded as she lowered her voice, hand reaching out to rest on the arm he had used to hit the wall. Turning back to Jasmine, she tried to remain calm. "How bad is it?"

"Fix him up, Jaz. It's all a question of energy, innit? Find more life energy and we can push it right up Dom, sort him out proper." She opened her mouth to say something but was cut off by his look. "You heard wot I said. Any of you want to argue that it's just a poor old geezer and some little girl any more? No?"

He stomped over to Albert and yanked him away from the wall, pushing his head down to look at Dominic. "Someone is playing us, you tosser. Us! And I think I know who it is. Little Paki girl stays on the sideline in every fight, saying 'oh no, don't hurt me father. 'e's 'armless'." Adam had switched to a mocking falsetto, before releasing his grip on Albert. "That little cunt is orchestrating the whole thing, throwing off our magic long enough for granddad to get his licks in. So, we find them and we take her. Only this time, we rip the lifeforce right out of her and use it to save Dommy. Unless you'd rather let family die so's you can go hide?"

Grace returned his gaze with an icy glare on her own. "It won't happen again." She then looked back at Albert, still worried he would do something stupid like breaking his hand against a wall. "Let me take a look at that hand now."

Albert shook his head, pulling away from Grace and stuffing his hand in his pocket, "I'm fine. Really." he gave Grace a weak smile before turning to face Adam, "You're right. nothings more important than family and saving Dom, this time we take out the girl first, the old man is nothing without her messing with our heads."

Jasmine has continued to work quietly in the background, but now that things had quieted down a little she spoke up again: "Albert, he is fading fast. All I am doing at the moment is keeping him here, in pain." She paused for a moment, just to let that sink in. "Perhaps I'll would be able to heal him if I had her life energy, but I doubt even that would be enough."

Albert rounded on Jasmine, "It's got to be!" he exclaimed panic and desperation starting to turn his voice ragged. "It's got to be enough, we'll use the girl and the old man, but Dom's gotta be ok."

"About fucking time." Adam fished around for a cigarette. "We take the both of them and push their energy into Dommy. If they don't have enough now, there's ways to make more. I can cut a summoning ritual proper into their flesh; wire them up for a trip through hell, and watch the pain amp their energy. We'll get Dommy back, even if I have to make those cunts scream for days doing it. Jaz, you keep him alive, bollocks to how. The rest of you, it's time to go back on the hunt."