Amadeus & Hounds
Holy fucking shit. He hadn't seen a fire like this in a long time and the primitive monkey part of his brain wanted to run. They did not have that option. Instead, they had to start figuring out who needed to be where and how to deal with them. Ariel had frozen though - just for a moment, until Amadeus started handing him things.
He tucked the coat over his arm, unable to hide the anxious expression on his face. Of course, Amadeus had to go in. He was the Sheriff and he was capable. Fire was his fucking forte. That didn't make him any less nervous. But Amadeus knew that giving him instructions and things to do would help and so he was listening, gathering the list. Call Mab. More blood magic. Call Micah. Brain wipes. Call the other hounds. Set them to task.
Suddenly, he was being kissed even and his eyebrows furrowed together, only able to nod. And then his lover vanished into a burning building... And the phone was ringing so Ariel answered. "It's not Amadeus. It's me. He's inside to help. I'll get that started as soon as I can but I've got a lot of calls to make," he paused for a beat, "Hurry."
And then he started dialing. Mab was easiest to start with. She was already on her way. Micah next, urgency in his voice. Then Cian and Claudia.