Status report
Nov. 1st, 2004 01:57 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
I think this is where I say "Demons? Again?"
Wanda called for help when the demon - large, hostile, and apparently after Amanda, rather than Illyana - arrived at the club, but it all happened a little too quickly for a response from us. We got the injured back here, then everyone else, and then helped the local emergency services people as we could. Civilian injuries were pretty minor. The kids did a good job evacuating everyone.
We do have injured students, but they're a combination of 'minor', 'half-fixed already', and 'will be up and around after a good night's sleep'. Manuel de la Rocha is probably the worst-off, but Amanda managed a healing spell and Madelyn tells me he should make a full recovery.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go smack my little brother upside the head. Tactical thinking does apparently not run in the family.
Edit: People? Go to bed. Alone. With a partner of your choice. With multiple partners of your choice - I leave it entirely up to you. But we don't need the staff dragging themselves around like zombies tomorrow when the kids need... well, whatever the kids decide to need tomorrow. And whoever left the extra Halloween candy out? I don't know whether to curse you or bless you.
Wanda called for help when the demon - large, hostile, and apparently after Amanda, rather than Illyana - arrived at the club, but it all happened a little too quickly for a response from us. We got the injured back here, then everyone else, and then helped the local emergency services people as we could. Civilian injuries were pretty minor. The kids did a good job evacuating everyone.
We do have injured students, but they're a combination of 'minor', 'half-fixed already', and 'will be up and around after a good night's sleep'. Manuel de la Rocha is probably the worst-off, but Amanda managed a healing spell and Madelyn tells me he should make a full recovery.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go smack my little brother upside the head. Tactical thinking does apparently not run in the family.
Edit: People? Go to bed. Alone. With a partner of your choice. With multiple partners of your choice - I leave it entirely up to you. But we don't need the staff dragging themselves around like zombies tomorrow when the kids need... well, whatever the kids decide to need tomorrow. And whoever left the extra Halloween candy out? I don't know whether to curse you or bless you.