big_badass_hero | Morning after?

Chris was still not sure exactly how it happened. They had found the others, Burton, Valentine and Chambers had all managed to make it to a hangar, Chris had only spotted them because Vickers had returned with the chopper.

Chambers still had her medical bag over her shoulder too. Chris had left Sabin and Hannah at the edge of the clearing, intent on going to get them help. He didn’t expect the large humanoid form that had barreled into them from somewhere below. Vicker’s kicked the rocket launcher Chris’s way. He had managed to catch it, shouting at Valentine and Chambers to go help the other two.

That was when the ground gave away. He glanced up seeing Barry pulling Hannah into the chopper. The Tyrant was moving too fast for him to get a good lead on it. Scrambling on the uneven floor of the hanger bay Chris tried to get far enough from it to take the shot.

“Vickers get them out of here!” Chris yelled seeing no other choice in the matter.

What he didn’t expect was to wake up, lying in a bed. His head was ringing, but something told him he was alive at least. Sitting up he tried to remember exactly what happened. That’s when his eyes fell on the ring on his hand. A green one he remembered vaguely on Sabin’s hand. Scrambling from the bed he needed answers, and had a feeling Flowers had them. Now he had to find her.

You'd think he'd remember to at least put real pants on. Sorry about the boxers.

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"They have more information on that situation than I do. And getting Chambers to a real lab with the equipment to try to find a cure's better than keeping her here. Barry has better military contacts than I do. Jill's the only wildcard." He explained trying to remember everyone's strengths. "Vickers has probably bailed on us again too."

"I'll go, try to figure out what needs my attention more. I'm not going to abandon S.T.A.R.S., but I'm not going to endanger them more than I have to." Chris really wanted his team out of the city. With Wesker gone, meant that Irons could easily put the blame of the situation on them, and knowing the slime ball, he was probably already working on that as the two of them spoke.

"I could put in a request for Ganthet to evaluate the situation. He's.... one of the brass, to put it simply. He's far more sympathetic to local situations. He would let you help your team before you get evaluated."

She considers this a bit. "I'm not certain but I think he gives Lanterns more leeway so he can see how they handle things. Anyways, we'll have a few days to work this all out."

"Well I'm willing to do as much as I can get done before they get here. Pretty sure that the situation's still contained to the area. With the Intel we have, we should be able to make a case with our group. Which would just leave me with..." He toyed with the ring again. This situation. Get Valentine and the others out of here in case this thing draws attention and I'll deal with it. Wouldn't be the first mess I've gotten into. Have a feeling it'll be about the same amount of trouble.

"We'll make it work. This thing chose me because it thought I was worthy who am I to say no right? Though, hope you don't mind I avoid wearing it for now. Just today at least."

"Then that gives me time to try to get as many people out of here as possible." He was pretty sure that putting Chambers in charge of that would help.

"I'll only ask you to put it on if I need Chris the Green Lantern. Right now I need just Chris. Besides, you don't know how to use it yet. Would you ask me to use a gun when I lack the training?"

She quirks a sad smile. "Just tell me what you need of me. I'll do my best to help. I have the training to do a great deal. All will be well, Chris."

She's still sad looking but there is a sudden seriousness to her and an inner strength showing through.

"Hey I did try." He ruffled her hair. "Though yeah get your point, only in dire emergency. Don't worry I'm not a punk kid who would show off."

"Right now, any good with a kitchen knife? We'll figure everything else out after we eat and I catch up with Jill and Barry."

"I.... was raised by a nun. I know more than a thing or two about a kitchen," she says with a slow smile blooming on her face. She still tries to fix her hair. It's very short hair for a young lady but somehow it still fits her looking pretty modest.

"I'm sure they have ideas on what we can do. Besides..." She slips her ring off and slowly she looks less like a Blue Lantern and more like a plainly dressed girl. "I'm sure they'll be happy to see you're not hurt anymore. I... um. Took care of that."

"Raised my sister after... After our parents died." He hadn't meant to blurt that out, even Barry hadn't heard all that story yet. "Come on, looks like we're at his place anyway. Means the kitchen's stocked. He's the only bunch of us married."

"Barry would have already been on top of trying to find out things. I swear the guy never sleeps." He held out his hand to help her up. "Yeah, about that, thank you. Guess I was pretty out of it wasn't I?"

"Sleep. Who needs sleep," she questions almost jokingly allowing herself to be pulled up.

"Sister Annabell was my godmother. She was a very... Kind woman. But I grew up rather sheltered as we lived with other Nuns and they were a little protective of me."

She takes his hand so she can pull herself up. "I.. It's all right Chris. We were all worried about you. I made sure you weren't infected."

"Tell you what, when I debrief with the others you catch some rest. Promise you we'll still be here when you wake up."

"Claire probably feels the same way about how I was when she was in high school." He chuckled a little. "I'm amazed I didn't scare her into staying home."

"It was that bad? It didn't risk you did I?"

"They were tempted to home school me. I was very.... shy because of how I came into the godmother's care and some people knew and.... made things hard on me. I learned not to let them hurt me," she confesses with a small shrug.

"I'll be fine. I just need to recharge my ring later," she says putting both hands up. "You didn't hurt me. I'm supposed to help you, Chris. It wouldn't have mattered if I was at risk. The Ring would have helped me."

"I might have threatened Claire with that at the start... but it was because I was afraid to lose anyone else." He shrugged. "I'm just glad that Claire puts up with me."

"Hey, considering what's happened in the last day or two, don't play the fine card on me okay? And I might not get the whole thing with these yet, but I won't have you endangering yourself for me. Call it old fashioned if you want, but I don't like putting women in harm's way if I can avoid it." He sighed. "Just don't let Jill know I said that, she'd kick my ass." And Chris would let her, but only because she's Jill.

"I'm sure she loved that," she teases gently not knowing Claire very well.

"Well Chris," she just has to try and keep this light if she can. "Food, some rest, and a recharge of my ring. It'll do me a world of good. Of course that means clearing my head.... my ring recharges differently than yours. We'll worry about your battery later, you've got me to help out with that for now if you need it."

"hey, I had just come back from a war, and my parents were... So yeah maybe a little over protective."

"Not like I'm going to be using it for right now, and sounds like it's the right order." He lead the way to the kitchen. "You don't have any allergies do you?"

"Oh gosh I'm so sorry," she mutters feeling like a heel.

"Well I'm not even sure I dozed. I kept waking up. Maybe something will tire me out," she mutters softly. Then she shakes her head. "I'm good. I'm not allergic to anything Barry would have."

"It's okay. She helped me get out of it. well, okay me decking my commander got me out of the service, she helped me remember what it was like to be a civilian again."

"Well good food should help put you to sleep. We'll stay close so if you wake up and need someone to talk to."

Morning after?

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