Basement: Sometime Sunday morning.

[medusae-x.livejournal.com]

Duce strolled quickly down the stairs to the basement, kicking an idle gremlin or two out of her way. She felt awful - she'd meant to come downstairs and keep Oz company during his laying-in, but had gotten so caught up in her conversation with Red that she didn't get back to campus.

"Hey Oz, are you.." her voice trailed off as she surveyed the ruins of the wall. Her face paled as she rounded the corner and saw the full extent of the damage and the meaning of the damage filtered into her brain.

Ignoring little things like common sense and personal safety, she ran forward, looking for .. bodies, blood, anything. "Oz! OZ! Are you in here? FUCK, man! WAKE UP!"

Finding him not at home was no comfort, considering it meant he'd been loose and was outside somewhere, probably with no clothes. Quickly snatching any boy-type clothing laying around, she turned and bolted back up the stairs, taking them two at a time.

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[prisoner-rover.livejournal.com]

*rover approaches the sharp and pointy gardner.*

*regards him quietly.*

*bounces once.*

[scissors--.livejournal.com]

uhhh...ohh. Hiya. Ehhh...can i help you...?

*eyes Rover with a bit of terror*

*bounces once too, hoping to form some sort of bond that way*

[nightsmoonchild.livejournal.com]

Oz didn't need to be told twice. Sleepwalker or not, he could be in real trouble here.

He gripped Duce's hand, and allowed her to lead him away from the gardener and the huge white ball type thing that was campus security.