JP - Clonestone wants James and Tzeitel

Mark pulled out a tool and removed them "just got word from Lyle they're taking the kids to the underground Anna is injured but that's all about it" he replied moving towards Klaire and removing hers.

Tzeitel wiped her eyes as Frisk splinted Klaire’s arm. Klaire being naked after being unconscious around Canestone, or a Canestone clone, was a bad sign but she did not look as injured as one might expect. Tzeitel hoped he didn’t have enough time to do anything to Klaire. “We’ll get you a really hot shower.” Tzeitel sniffled.

“Thanks,” James said as Delilah helped with the collar, making sure to take them apart once they were off. Well, she did it to one of them. She’d save the other for Clonestone if they ran into him again.

Klaire did not say anything else, only nodded as she looked toward James. “He wanted James for some reason…Thrane wants James…and…” She didn’t want to mention it, but forced the words out. “Canestone wanted us to give you to him.”

"We're going to have to be careful" Mark replied "Bumble informed me that Thrane brought back Nero as well as Canestone."

Tzeitel was not surprised that the Canestone clone wanted her, she expected him to be after her. “He wanted James but you’re the one he carried off after wrecking his truck.” Tzeitel glanced back at the accident, her poor little car was wrecked too, very smashed. When the adrenaline wore off she would be sore. “Maybe because you’re smaller but he knew I’d go after him for you.” Tzeitel would not go after James. Tzeitel grimaced at the mention of Nero. “Any chance he has a Little Flame to keep him under control?”

Mark shook his head "doubt it The man's powerful enough to keep someone like Nero in his place."

Frisk finished with Klaire and turned on Tzeitel, cursing because she had seen what had happened to Tzeitel’s car while Tzeitel was in it.

Klaire slowly sat up and looked toward Tzeitel’s car. Her eyes went wide. “WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?!” She blurted.

“I didn’t want him to get away.” Tzeitel said in a small voice.

Frisk could not smell any alcohol on Tzeitel’s breath, if Tzeitel had been drinking Klaire would have been able to detect it, and Tzeitel had not been able to drink. “You did that on purpose? Holy shit- you’re getting x-rays when we get back to the Underground.” She would have lectured Tzeitel further, but Abraham and Riven had something to tell her.

“I’m okay.” Tzeitel said defensively. “I was wearing my seatbelt and the airbag did its job.” Unfortunately the Canestone clone did get away- but he did not get away with Klaire so there was that at least. Tzeitel looked guiltily at Klaire.

“I guess that means the cabin is compromised…” Klaire grimaced. “And I agree with Frisk…x-rays for you, miss daredevil.” She pulled Tzeitel into a one armed hug.

Tzeitel’s eyes swam with tears and she hugged Klaire back. “You’re the one with the broken arm.” she sniffled.

“I wasn’t the one who took on a full truck with a small car, you butt!” Klaire sniffled as well and kept hugging her. “Why was I naked…? And why was James naked? Was that sick-o gonna…?” She suddenly looked sick to her stomach.

Tzeitel nodded, looking like she was going to be sick too. “You… I think you’d know if he did. He’d want you to be awake for it too.”