Exton

Monty watches as Ike stalks the barroom. He knows Ike isn't the only one that is angry and frustrated with not being able to join the extraction team. The Marmurr watches as the outline of her wings become visible in her agitation. They are twitching to some rhythm only she can hear. His own distress is evident as he slips into his native Spanish.

"*Mi gato angelical, qué es lo que usualmente lo hace para liberar el estrés tales?"

She blinks at him, eyes glittering a brilliant emerald behind a sheen of tears. She looks from him to the stage. Monty grins and makes a shooing motion with the bar towel.

"Vamos ... jugar el deseo de su corazón. Es lo que tiene que hacer."

Ike mounts the stage and picks up her guitar. She strokes along the strings gently, making no vibrations, no sounds. Ob says nothing as he steps past her. His hand touches her shoulder and demifae jump at the rise of energy in the room. Stoney ties back his long dark locks, revealing a grim visage of sharp angles. It is the expression he wore for many years as he mourned the loss of his Alise.

His hand touches Ike's other shoulder and demifae are airborne, weapons in hand, looking for possible attack as the wards' powers increase from the Gargoyle's emotions. The thoughts that exchange between the trio are shielded from everyone, including their families.

As the guys step away, Ike begins a hard metal riff. Ob comes in on the fourth round as Stoney gets himself settled behind his keyboard. He slips a mic into his ear. Ike throws herself into the music, opening her mind to Tori on a wide band. 

Alright

The throbbing beat catches the emotional heat of the remaining patrons of the Tavern.

Scanning the scene in the city tonight
We're looking for you to start up a fight
There's an evil feeling in our brains, but it's nothing new
You know it drives us insane

There is a feeling of tightly leashed rage in every pulsing beat of the music.

Running on our way, hiding, you will pay
Dying one thousand deaths
Running on our way, hiding, you will pay
Dying one thousand deaths

Searching, seek and destroy
Searching, seek and DESTROY
Searching, seek and destroy
Searching, seek and destroy

No one fills the dance floor, most nod to the beat where they are, feeling the pain and passion flow into them. The energy returned from them helps feed the mental lines the three Gars are channeling to their sister. Ike feels the barest touch of Tori along the mental network.

There is no escape and that's for sure
This is the end, we won't take anymore
Say goodbye to the world you live in
You've always been taking and now you're giving

Running on our way, hiding, you will pay
Dying one thousand deaths
Running on our way, hiding, you will pay
Dying one thousand deaths

Searching, seek and destroy
Searching, seek and destroy
Searching, seek and destroy
Searching, seek and DESTROY

The beat changes as Ob starts the bridge. The music becomes more frantic as Ike throws herself into the arpeggios. Somewhere along the way, Tori's presence becomes more, as if she is reaching the surface of whatever is miring her down. Her own thoughts begin to echo the music, the words, gaining a small amount of strength.

Our brains are on fire with a feeling to kill
And it won't go away until our dreams are fulfilled
There is only one thing on our minds
Don't try running away 'cause you're the one we will find
Running on our way, hiding, you will pay
Dying one thousand deaths
Running on our way, hiding, you will pay
Dying one thousand deaths

Searching, seek and destroy
Searching, seek and destroy
Searching, seek and destroy
Searching, seek and destroy
Hahaha

As the instrumental ending rocks on, Ike feels her sister's touch, like a clasped hand. Earlier when they touched, Tori was lost, but these thoughts are stronger, aware, yet she tells Ike she can't move her body. She feels drugged, lethargic, but here along her family's mental connection, she is very aware. Ike tells her a team is being assembled to come get her.

There is a silence as Tori tries to gather her thoughts. They are still fragmented, slipping away as she reaches for them. Ike feels the echo of a sharp stab and Tori's thoughts seem less coherent. She grips her sister's energy harder, entwining a few of her own thoughts into Tori's to keep a link.

The last thing she gets before she feels Tori slip into obliviousness is Tell Coppertop I'll wait as long as I can....


*My angelic feline, what do you usually do to release such stress?

^Go on... play your heart's desire. It is what you need to do.