#forcefully employed

Whitty leaned against the wall, trying not to fall again. Getting mobility back into his stiff, protesting limbs was certainly proving to be quite the struggle, and he'd have almost missed Red if they hadn't heard her voice. Immediately, he straightened up, head craning to look at her. The former bombhead looked worse for wear, hair caked with dirt and knees somewhat bloody from how many times he'd fallen already.

"... Red?"

||ITS TIME||

*The girl has been hearing noises outside her room, and when she finally had stepped out to see what it was, she found nothing. That is, until Red had ran into her, knocking her over.*

"H-huh..?"

*She opened her eyes, quickly standing up.*

"S-sorry mister..! Do you h-happen to know where Updike is? He told me to wait, but with all the noise, 'm getting kinda worried."

*The girl was absolutely tiny, barely over a foot, and couldn't have been older than six.*

Hex was excitedly talking to Whitty, when the bomb headed individual heard a small thump, and soft hissing. He looked at Hex, who didn't seem to have picked up on it.

".... I'm gonna do something real quick, alright Hex?"

Hex 'blinked', confused as to why his friend wanted to go.

"... Well, alright! Come back soon, Whitmore!!"

Whitty nodded and got up and off the wall, going towards the source of the noise.

"... Anyone there?"

Verity groaned. Walking into the wrong TTG had been annoying but at least he had a new ally. He's started down to leave, but the hallways are different than the ones he's used to and he miiiight be a bit lost.

"Drat," he hisses to himself. "I should have asked which way to-" Suddenly he stops, hearing a commotion nearby. What's going on? An anomaly attempting an escape? Intruders? Either way he pulls out his gun, finger ready on the trigger, and backs up against the wall. As stealthily as humanly possible he peeks around the corner he was originally about to turn from. - @whitless-downdike

Updike was still following behind Red with Sparky when he shivers. Are they being watched? He slowly reaches for his dart gun, which happens to be his weaker hand.

"May I ask who you are?"

Apollyon burst into the room, looking frazzled. “I ADOPTED A CHILD AGAINST MY WILL PLEASE HELP”

“yyyeahhhh so uh, assistance? Please?” - @forcefully-employed

"Tranquility shoots pineapples with a machine gun."

"Ignore him, he can only speak in cryptic phrases for the foreseeable future. You adopted a child against your will? How.... How do you accomplish that??"

He was mostly confused more than anything, but it didn't look like he wouldn't help.

"Well, we have three adoptive children now, we'll help you!"

(Virus can only speak in cryptic phrases for six more asks.)

*She quickly ducked under the bushes, afraid. She didn't have enough energy to summon another portal, not after how far she went.*

Red nodded, his eyes rippling like silk. “We’re getting her back.” - @forcefully-employed

".... God fucking-"

Whitty looked outright pissed, clenching his fists. Always someone taken, always someone to beat into a pulp. One day he'd get rid of everyone who could hurt them, but clearly that hadn't been done yet.