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When he'd gotten himself and the bloodied @Caiaphas closer to the edge of Rusalka, he paused long enough to call for @Erzulie (not knowing that she was not at home), and then began the tedious descent down the steep hill leading to the beachfront proper; a few times Firefly thought he was going to drop the crone's body and have to explain why the hell her brains were all over the stonescape, which prompted him to be a little bit more cautious. The scent of blood was thick in the air; he was drenched in it, the fluids leaking from the dethroned queen and slathering him with an unnerving warmth. The stronger that scent got, the worse he felt. The more panicked. The more frenzied.

But he made it — and slipped her off his shoulders in to the sand, at which point he called with a more furious urgency for @Rosalyn, @Illidan, everyone he could think of — someone had to do something, and Firefly wasn't equipped for any of this. Later, after working through some of the stress of this entire experience, he would have to do something about that ineptitude — learn something useful from Erzulie maybe, but, something had to change. Five minutes in to being the leader of these people and one was already bleeding out. What the fuck.