Blood from Stone [AU]

[Carver Amell]

Carver steps a bit between them. "Yes," he snaps. "Problem with that?" Calm down, Carver, you're all over the place. Ugh. Sleep needs had.

[NPCs]

Gamelan blinks, leaning back a little. "What? I didn't- just- your mother did the same, when she was carrying your sister. The... hand and your expression. Like looking back in time it was."

[Bethany]

And I am very conflicted on how I feel about that.... "Umm. Yes. Twins, actually, as far as I can tell." Please not triplets. 

[Carver Amell]

"Runs in the family," says Carver, rubbing at his eyes. 

[NPCs]

"Yeah it does," Gamelan says softly. "My grandfather was a twin as well, a brother. Good to see that... well. Not Amells I know but still."

[Carver Amell]

"Could have been," says Carver bitterly, then shakes his head. "No. Right now, I need food, some rest, and then to get back up and keep fighting for Mother, regardless what she's done or not done."

[Bethany]

Moving behind Carver, Beth wraps her arms around him, resting her head against his back. "Yeah. We'll take Uncle Gamelan to his sister, then we both need a nap. Food and then a nap." She hesitates, then decides not to suggest she stay to make food, preferring to wait rather than part from her twin right now.

[NPCs]

Smarter than I was. Pacing himself. Accepting help. I... "I hope you remember to take care of yourself too. That was... can't help no-one if you push so hard you..." He shrugs a little, letting slip a bitter, self-mocking laugh. "Well, become like your drunk Uncle Gammy."

[Carver Amell]

Carver rolls his eyes. "The fucking difference was having people when I fucked up. Which I only had due to sheer luck and the kindness of strangers -- I reuse to let my family down, but most of you have no such compunction toward me. So. Anytime you need me, I'm there. But right now I need to finish saving the person who tore my family apart, so if you'll excuse me--"

[GamesMaster]

Carver stops as he sees the catfolk skidding around the corner, fur matted with dried blood, panting. Miki gulps in air, swallows, and blurts out in Catfolk, "They took my brother, killed my mom. Come quick." 

[Bethany]

A soft gasp filled.with pain slips out against Carver's back. "Mriy? But she-" Wait. Who does he mean by '''brother?' He- Beth stiffens, body going rigid with terror. Then she shoves around Carver. "Don? You mean Don? Who has him?" She snarls the demand, a chill settling over the hallway.

[Carver Amell]

Brother? Miki's an only-- Beth's terror cuts right to the quick, and he reaches out to encircle her waist in one arm. "Steady," he growls. "Let him talk." Got to protect Beth. Dammit, Don! And gods damn Miki, for being hysterical!

[GamesMaster]

Miki shakes his head. "I don't know," he replies in Catfolk. "He was in the rioting when it started. I tried to get to his body but they took it, took him, I don't know where, I barely got out alive. Cattown's on fire."

[Bethany]

The blood drains from Beth's face and so does more of the heat from the hall. "What? What riot? I thought-" She shakes her head, confused. They said something about needing guards in Coal, but I didn't realize...

[Carver Amell]

Carver looks around the hallway, mentally cursing the lack of people. Finally, out of desperation, he turns to Gamlen. "Take Beth. Find Wynne. Make sure she eats something and make sure the babes come out alright." A shock like this could do serious harm. "I'll go get their father back."