Seth pulled his jeep up into the parking lot, lifting his sunglasses to sit atop his head as he surveyed the carnage all around Angelina. He stood there, with hands on hips for a good thirty seconds, a slight frown on his face. Finally a smirk broke through and he chuckled "Don't worry about it Ange... This kinda thing sure likes you though" Her daughter not a week past, and her car the very next day, now this! The woman attracted chaos, he would have sworn it!
He turned to look at the bullet splattered wall of the club, the shattered glass and the chipped plaster. God this was going to be a lot of paperwork, and why the hell were the Feds being so reckless?! It wasn't their MO to shoot first and ask questions later, but then by the look of them, they might have been defending themselves. "You wouldn't happen to know what they were trying to kill? A dragon maybe?" With how much lead they'd spent it had better be, or he was going to give them all hell!
Sighing, he moved to the nearest man, flipping him onto his back and fishing through his jacket till he found some ID. He pulled hi phone out, punching in a few numbers before pressing it to his ear "Yay I have a bunch of your guys opening up all over my town, I need to talk with someone about that... Cascade..." He read off the mans name and badge number, then waited patiently as he was placed on hold. "Ya, you need to send someone out to clean up the mess your guys made out here... I don't give a shit what they were after, and after the shit the just pulled you wont be getting any help from the locals, so I suggest you just pull out while your guys are only wounded. Fuck if I know, but someone handed their asses to them. Yay, well deal with it" He snapped the phone shut with a growl, standing and moving back to Angelina "Anyone hurt?" Besides the obvious, of which he couldn't care less. Medics were on their way and could deal with the mess themselves
Give me skies of black and blue
the way you make me feel
Give me skies of green and red
cold winds that make it real
Storms are brewing deep within
of hurt and loss and pride
It's good to see the world in pain
when I take a walk outside
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