Rooms

[Locked to Declan M]
Feel inclined to lending your sister your expertise some, Dec?

[Locked to Penny R]
Since no one tells me a thing, you go on and say instead. Your cousin back? If so, you owe me some dancing and beer.

[Locked to Jake R]
Found us someplace French, starshine.

[Armand]

I haven't heard from you as of late.

[Declan M]

Still doing well, brother?

[After the last injured person was dragged out of the rubble of Stark Tower, the men and women of Engine 26 had their own looking after to do. Which explained why they were all roped off at the ER of Roosevelt Hospital in Hell's Kitchen, being treated real careful for smoke inhalation and burns, coughing up fumes and all acting like there wasn't nothing worse than a papercut between the whole damn bunch.

Clem was done being fussed at, and all she wanted was a real long shower and something cool and sweet to drink, but the nurse that fussing with stitches at Clem's temple was saying the doctor wanted X-rays, just to be real sure she wasn't concussed, and Clem groaned and hopped off her hospital stretcher (after threatening real loud to call Penny) and went looking for folks to fuss over while she waited for someone to put her right damn back where she'd escaped from.

Her blues had been replaced by FDNY sweats in grey, and she padded on bright yellow socks with traction dots on the bottom.]

[A good 15 minutes after Tony calls for help, JARVIS in Stark Tower issues a general distress alarm and the building goes into lockdown.

Fire breaks out on the lower levels, and anyone already in the building is locked where they are as a several highly-trained teams, in successive waves, attempt to get up to Tony Stark's lab, storming each level one at a time.

JARVIS issues informational calls to NYC law enforcement and fire dispatch. Local heroes are also connected with those on site. Known heroes who volunteer help on the journals are issued a phone number of instructions that guide them to earpiece comms, if they don't already have them.

JARVIS, broadcast NYC-area comms:]

Be advised that an unknown hostile force had opened fire in Stark Tower.

[Locked to Alexander M.]
Doing the big brother thing. Are you alright?


[Locked to Clementine M.]
Taking a couple days vacation time, getting out of the city.

[LOCKED to Alexander M.]
I heard you're around.


[LOCKED to Clementine M.]
I get the appeal.

Who: Clementine and Declan
What: Reunions
Where: FDNY, Engine 26, Hell's Kitchen
When: Nowish
Warnings/Rating: ?

Going back to work, it was a whole lot easier than anything Clementine had done recent. The tri-level in Union Square was all settled, and she'd given instructions at the door to hand keys to anyone on the list. She figured her part in all that was done, and whoever showed themselves up could stay. She wasn't hunting folks down and making sure they came. She liked the place just fine; it was real big and modern, and it didn't remind her none of tall houses in Tuxedo Park or country homes with dead daddys in her bed. And going on back to work, she liked that too.

Hell's Kitchen, it was some like Gotham, but she didn't mind that any. She'd gotten into working EMS for firehouses because of the thrill, and it wasn't near as thrilling in quiet places. She'd worked the Bronx, and she'd worked Vegas, and she liked the rush of going out when the alarm rang. It was maybe contradictory to the southern girl that liked things real pretty and real clean, but she'd studied medicine to make everybody fussed at her, and there was something real empowering about the fact that this one thing was all hers.

She was dressed in blues, and it was day three on the job. Engine 26 was like any damn firehouse the world over. Big and loud, couches and cots. Men playing video games and food nuked too long in the damn kitchen. It was loud and rough, and not a place for something soft, and that didn't fit so good with what Clementine projected neither. But she didn't question any. She just sat herself on the arm of the couch, coffee in her hand, and the men from Truck (who did the firefighting) and Squad (who did the rescuing) playing Halo like their lives depended on which side won.

Course, it probably had to do with the fact they all lived in that damn firehouse more than they did their homes, and that was one of the reasons Clementine had gone with this over city EMS. A home, it was something she'd been longing for when she was young. And this, coming back, it felt like the right choice.