[ carry ] sender carries receivers muse to safety after finding them injured.
Encounters with the Sabbat were rare these nights.Encounters with Tzimisce and Gangrel, well that was just he unlucky night. As soon as Jack had locked eyes with them, he had known, the trouble he was in.
He had been out with Himiko, a concert. He was happy for a little distraction from the mundane and the evening had been quite nourishing with the music and the ambiance. Made him forget the world for a bit. Jack put a hand on her arm and pulled her behind him. Slowly backing away. He pushed her away from him. He turned to look at her. She was younger, much younger. "Go...don't look back. "he ordered. "Go Himiko" he whispered with a serious urgency in his voice. Jack would by them both some time, while she could get to safety, he would hold them off. It wouldn't be the first time.
The fight that had ensued was brutal, Jack, built like a tank,endured, thanks to his natural talents. Negating much damage, throwing it back at them. Even if he slaughtered two, the blood bursts he forced himself to have to compensate for wounds and intensity in discipline were starting to get him to the edge of what he could withstand. They were relentless, true to their sect. They wanted him as they had noticed what he really was. The inevitable claw at his neck put him to his knees. Blood gushing from it. Half of it missing.
Jack did not really remember much after that. The beast had taken over and his mind had gone blank. From hunger, from aggravated damage, he could not say. He knew that he had hit the ground, feeling teeth get to the wound as he tried to jerk away.
As he regained consciousness, barely, gurgling form his throat, unable to speak, he realised he was carried. He did not need to make out the details to know by whom and simply leaned his head against him while closing his eyes again. @pittbats
