Re: Marco, Callum, Rose, and OPEN
"Not for sending messages, that I know of," Rose said grimly, shaking her head. "Whatever alerts they have in place sound like they're already going." She could hear the sirens, the roars of stone lions, and what sounded like dual explosions, erupting in opposite directions. Ignoring the ache in her side and the heat in her veins, Rose made a decision. "I'm going to get him on his feet," she said, already suiting action to word and focusing the considerable might of her healing abilities on Callum's wound. As she watched, the damaged tissue knit together beneath her hand like a time-lapse of the weeks it may have otherwise taken to heal, leaving only a scar - angry and red, but still just a scar. "It sounds like the fighting is spreading. I'm going to circle and check for other emergencies. Once the fighting is done we're going to need to set up triage at the clinic."
She finished the healing, her face going just a shade paler as the pain sharpened. She laid a hand over her side where the phantom bullet had hit, taking slow, deep breaths until she had it under control. It wasn't her first gunshot wound. "I've got this," she told Marco. "Go. Be careful. It'll be all hands on deck later. As for the silver - if there's no saline, get Freya. She can handle it as well."