Harbinger Pt 5: MORNING WOOD (,verb,clara,done) ft brohood

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X9uk9IcoQ0w


<Harbinger>: It's a new day in the halls of the S-Academy, as the kids shuffle through the halls to their next class. Fresh and full from the delectable ketchup sandwiches of lunch, they receive the all too familiar ring on their watches, signalling them to the basement section for mission report
Reverb didn't really have a class at the time, so she's free to go to the basement without trouble.
Dibbles barrels down the halls with his typical enthusiasm, racing to the base
Clara was already there, having skipped a class to finish up upgrading the school's net. With a light sigh she pauses her work and walks to the meeting room, stretching.
Clara sat down on a chair, leaning back and being almost tempted to put her feet up.
<Harbinger>: Once again, the familiar grin of Hab sits on the front chari, seeing all the candidates for today's mission funnel in. He greets them with a smile and wave, before give Clara a quick glare for trying to put her feet up
<Harbinger>: "Alright gangs, fresh news from the far off land of Europe. Specifically, Adjara, Georgia. You know the usual procedure. Try to capture and detain the perp, and, try to keep property damage to a minimum, alright?
<Reverb>: "Who is this 'perp'?"
<Harbinger>: The man, or woman, that has been stealing magically-linked artifacts the world over.
<Harbinger>: "The one you guys have been chasing after for the last little bit. If we hurry though, I am sure we can nail them this time!" Hab exclaims, giving the group of kids two thumbs up for encouragement
<Clara>: "And what's the situation we're going into?"
<Reverb>: "What are we dealing with? What's the security?"
<Dibbles>: "What's the food like there?"
<Harbinger>: Well, the usual. Smash and grab in a ancient history museum, this time dealing with Mesopotamian relics, the security seems to be a bit more beefed up, the thief tripped an invisible wire there, and, I would give Georgian cuisine about a 3.5 out of 5."
<Reverb>: "Any details on /where/ in the museum?"
<Harbinger>: "The Mesopotamian section, just rolled in about three weeks ago."
<Reverb>: "...and where is that? Floor, direction?"
<Harbinger>: "It's a one level museum, East wing"
Clara played with her scouter, looking through records before tapping it. "Seems easy enough, but unfortunately not just for us"
<Harbinger>: "Eh, I believe you guys can do it, just, gotta try your hardest"
<Dibbles>: "We should go before they get away."
<Harbinger>: "Right! You know where the jet is, it's already calibrated, so, It should be pretty quick. Good luck kids!" Theo says, as he walks off, carrying a briefcase under his arm
Clara nodded, standing up and immediately falling into the wall. Before she would have comedically hit her head on it, it opens up and she lands inside her waiting armor that then attaches itself. "Been a while since I got to try this out" She looks back to the other two. "I'll see you guys at the jet"
Reverb nods, patting Donnie's head. "Let's go kid, don't want to miss out on the fun, huh?"
Dibbles smiles up at Reverb before running off to the jet
Reverb runs over to the jet.
Clara makes it there as well
<Harbinger>: The face of Hermit nods at them, as he quickly closes the door, and begins the ride over to Abjara, quickly completing a Mach 3 run over the the Atlantic, before hovering over the small streets of the city, it's citizens looking up, and pointing at the jet. The back exit opens up, as ropes unfurl to the gorund below. The deafening jets seem to drown out any
<Harbinger>: sound in the passenger section
Dibbles looks out, hands and face plastered against the window
<Reverb>: "This is the exact opposite of discreet, you know."
Clara wonders if it was intentional, but doesn't speak up. After taking a quick look out the window she steps out of the jet, taking a look around.
<Harbinger>: give second]
Reverb sighs and steps out of the jet, looking around the street and searching for some kind of street sign.
<Harbinger>: The small streets have some older looking cars parked to the sides. The museum stands in front of them, with a sign written in Georgian, and, forlorn murals, faded with the passage of time rest above the brow of the doors. Inside, you can see the familiar knocked out guards, looks of terror once more on their faces
Clara scans the closeby area for anything that they wouldn't have been able to catch with the naked eye as she approaches the museum.
<Reverb>: "East wing, right? Let's get going." she said, approaching the museum at a brisk pace.
Dibbles follows close beside Reverb, holding her hand mostly out of habit as he looks around at the surroundings
<Harbinger>: Clara can see some blood splatter on the ground. It seem to be in erratic intervals, but, goes in a line heading towards the museum
Clara stays quiet, stepping into the museum itself and keeping vigilant of everything on the way to the East Wing
Reverb follows after, leading Donnie along to the East Wing.
<Reverb>: "Any details?"
<Clara>: "A little bit of blood, but really nothing out of the ordinary for now"
<Dibbles>: "The birds here look pretty."
<Harbinger>: It's a small museum, with a small directory pointing out it's limited amount of exhibits. There are listing for Jewish history, local history, and, the temporary exhibit, with the label Mesopotamian slipped underneath it. You hear the smashing of falling stone off into the east.
<Reverb>: "I think we're going to learn the source of it. Let's get moving." she said, hurrying along with Donnie, lifting him up and popping him on her shoulders.
Clara activates the Oculus system, several machine eyes appear in slots on her suit to give her a complete 360 view. She floats rather than walks, keeping as quiet as possible as she went in as well
Dibbles is easily propped onto Reverb's shoulder, holding out his hands as dark clouds begin trailing behind them
<Reverb>: "Oh, and any idea on what kind of blood it is?"
Clara took a moment, scanning back over the blood sample.
<Clara>: "...Mutant of some kind, not enough time to fully identify abilities. Trace amounts of sulfur"
<Dibbles>: "Sulfur is for fire, right?"
<Reverb>: "I think so? I can't remember. Clara, do that science stuff." she said, listening out for more sounds.
Clara restrains herself from explaining sulfur in detail. "...Well, not exactly, but it can be found near volcanoes and such. Can usually be used in acids and pesticides as well, as well as a chemical in other compounds"
<Clara>: "Sometimes poison"
<Dibbles>: "...So it's in volcanos! It's like, part of Brimstone or something!"
<Harbinger>: Reverb can hear the frantic footsteps, and the scratching of glass coming in the other room. Soon they arrive, to see a hunched over figure, dragging a finger around the lock, a line appearing around it, as he coughs into his hand
<Reverb>: "Okay, ready? I think it's attack time."
<Dibbles>: "Yeah!" Donnie claps his hands into fists as the feint vapor trails retract into more condensed spheres around his hands
Harbinger looks over, as a flash of red is seen in his eye. Quickly, he lunged his fist into the case, drawing out an iron dagger, the sound of burning meat softly sounds from his hand as he does so, as he kneels over in pain for second, quickly getting up, and trying to run
Clara cracked her knuckles and put her hand out, seeming to grip the air, and pulled it back as the gravity on the figure switched to her direction to pull him away from the . "Git back you"
Harbinger feels the pull, and whistles, a bounding comes from down the hallway. A large, black, monstrous creature, with white eyes, and a toothy maw, smashes into the side of the hallway, before correcting himself, and charging full force at the the group
<Reverb>: "Donnie, mind helping hold this one off?!" she shouted, stamping on the ground and forming a thick crystal wall in front of the monster, sharpening one side to add some injury to insult.
Clara lets the other two handle the beast, jetting ahead to grab the figure that was now being dragged to her by an invisible force.
<Dibbles>: "Yeah, gimme a boost!"
Dibbles in a swift performance of acrobats stands up on Reverb's shoulders, prone and ready to jump
Reverb quickly forms a spire right under herself, launching herself high into the air.
<Harbinger>: Harbinger smashes his fist into the ground, as grooves from his fingers being pulled form. The beast smashes through the wall, unfazed by the crystals. It quickly launches itself up at the two, trying to grab at them, a guttural laugh emerges from its throat
<Reverb>: "Go Donnie! I have an idea!"
Dibbles jumps off as Reverb flies upwards, making urchin-esque spikes erupt out of the orbs on his hands and then swiping his arms sideways to launch them at the beast
Clara pulls the Harbinger out from the floor, lifting him up as she floated. "Oh no you don't"
<Harbinger>: The spikes seem to phase through the beast himself, as he leaps off the wall, and grabs at Dibbles. Harbinger growls at Clara, as he pulls out the gun, and aims it at Clara, the familiar sense of vertigo once again strikes her
Reverb lands again, reforming the scattering of crystals into a massive wall behind the beast instead. She rushes over to it, taking advantage of Clara's powers holding the beast up to touch the wall, allowing her to alter the properties, making it completely opaque, leaving a shadow covering about half the room.
Dibbles lets out a scared yelp as he's grabbed at, before being swatted away from the beast by an airborn otter
<Harbinger>: The gun clatters to the ground, but, Clara still feels the dread of vertigo. Seeing the room cast into shadows, the man laughs, one most sinister, as hands dart out from the shadows, and grab at the three kids
<Reverb>: "Donnie, you still get stronger in darkness, right?! Because if not this was a bad idea!"
Dibbles rolls on the ground before looking around frantically to regain his sense of space
<Dibbles>: "What was? Oh, cool! Yeah, lemme uh... gimme a second!"
Clara is grabbed, wriggling a little bit as she was unable to push away the shadows with gravity.
<Harbinger>: the beast laughs, as he tries to leap at Reverb, large teeth shown off, gnashing in the air. Seeing Clara struggle, the man tries to spin himself, so he can kick Clara in the gut
Dibbles focuses before his eyes glow with a dim white light and he's cloaked over with a shroud of darkness, before suddenly vanishing into the vast blackness now covering the room
Clara kept strong, her armor being built to last as she whipped a leg to kick the man back
<Reverb>: "You think you're fucking spooky?! I'll come in there!" she shouted, tossing a large crystal sphere into the creature's mouth.
<Harbinger>: the creature falls over, and gags, on all four, trying to dislodge the sphere. Harbinger is hit in the stomach, as he wheezes. "Let me go, you harlot!" He says, with a voice sounding two octaves too low to be anything remotely human. He tries to rebuttal with a handswipe at her arm
Reverb waits for a moment, and snaps her fingers, the crystal beginning to vibrate and turn into an urchin-like object.
Clara instead grasped onto the Harbinger harder, small bars expanding from her gauntlets and pressing against the Harbinger. She was having trouble keeping herself focused with the vertigo, but she knew how to press a button. The rods delivered a few shocks through them, biding time for Dibbles
<Harbinger>: He lets out a gasp, as he falls limp in the bars. The beast itselt now runs frantically, letting out a cry of anguish, scratching at it's throat in pain
Dibbles is still nowhere to be found
Clara attempts to slip free from the grasp of the creature as it was distracted
<Harbinger>: the hands around Reverb and Clara slack, as the recede into the ground. Clara's scouter shows that the man is alive, but unconscious. He seems to be wearing a cloak, and facemask, covering the bottom half of his face, while the hood drapes over the top. His legs seem to be bending at a slight angle at the front, but, no signs of broken limbs are seen
Clara put the man down onto the floor, taking a moment readjust her armor slightly
<Reverb>: "Okay, so, can we get rid of the big-ass monster or will that go of its own accors now?"
<Harbinger>: It just seems be rolling on the floor, continuing to gag up the sphere slowly
<Clara>: "...I've never been one to understand that kind of stuff"
Clara looks over at the beast, testing as she flashed a quick flashlight at it
<Reverb>: "Yo, uh, Donnie?!"
Dibbles suddenly erupts from the large shadow in the room, riding on his otter. Which could now be described as the size of a small bus, and looking quite unstable. Both in the mental sense, and the physical sense. It barrels into the air and suddenly crashes through the monster, the crystal, and then the floor to the basement in a violent explosion
Clara takes a good step back, having been too close to that for comfort.
<Harbinger>: the beast lets out a cry, as it crashes through the floor, letting out a wheeze, before it disappates
<Reverb>: "Oh, there he is."
Clara quickly turned her attention back to the man. Leaning down she pulled back the hood that he wore
Dibbles hops out from the hole in the floor with an embarrassed, sheepish expression
<Reverb>: "Good job, Donnie." she said with a small smirk.
<Dibbles>: "Uh... that's now how the spell's supposed to work."
<Harbinger>: The hood is cast off, to show off the man's hair, black as the night, and ragged, his skin, white as chalk, riddled with wrinkles, and splotches of liver spots. He also seems to be sporting large, curved horns, heading down the back of his head. The mask wheezes, as the sound of a gas mask filtrating comes from it.
Clara already began matching pictures on her scouter with any known enemies of the s-men. She was fairly certain she knew which one, but knowing her she had to be sure as she examined the gas mask.
<Harbinger>: Her scouter dings, as it matches up the face to the name
*** Harbinger is now known as ReverendLamia
<Reverb>: "Wait, it's the fucking skeleton?"
<ReverendLamia>: the mask sticks out about half a foot from the face, as it brings in clean oxygen to his mouth. His eyes seem to flutter, as he begins to stir from his slumber
<Reverb>: "...fucking, darkness powers, of course it was."
<Dibbles>: "Please don't swear, Frankie."
Clara pulled that lasso of hers from her suit, trying up his limbs in a quick fashion.

<Reverb>: "Right, sorry. But... why would he steal this stuff? It seems odd... too odd for my liking."
<Clara>: "Why don't we ask him?" Her eyes shifted from Reverb to Lamia
ReverendLamia struggles, as he tries to free himself from the grasp, muttering to himself
Reverb runs back to the wall quickly, touching it and allowing it to not only let out light, but concentrate it to make the room much brighter.
<Reverb>: "Sorry Donnie, I know you're not too fond of it being bright, but this is to keep that skeleton in place."
Dibbles pulls his arms into his shirt and ducks his chin some
<Dibbles>: "I-it's fine, I understand why."
<Clara>: "Rise and shine. First off, you are under arrest by the S-Men. Second, you might as well make our jobs easier and tell us what the scheme here is" She stood over Lamia authoritatively
Reverb takes off her shirt, smoothing out the t-shirt underneath a bit, and then tosses it to Donnie. "Here, if it gets too bright you can cover up some more."
Dibbles smiles and wrpas the shirt around himself like a blanket
<ReverendLamia>: "You think I will just announce my plans, since you apparently captured me, S-Man? You do not command respect from me!" Lamia says, as he spits at Clara
Clara made the spit shoot to the floor before it could reach her, letting out a sigh. "Well, I guess we'll just have to take you back to people who can make you talk"
<ReverendLamia>: "Your so called "people" will not be seeing the likes of me, until my plan is complete. Since you are at my mercy though, I think, I shall indulge you, a little, as to what the future has in store for you"
<ReverendLamia>: "Around the world, I have travelled, gathering these abnormal relics, to complete a very special, and, very important ritual, my brother and sisters"
<ReverendLamia>: "Your leader, as he disgust me to call him, sought to fell a very, very, important person. He sought to topple The Lord! But, once I complete my deal, He shall return, stronger than ever, and, I loyally at his side, where I belong!"
<Reverb>: "You mean the shrub?"
Clara focused, levitating Lamia into the air and trying to create a bubble of gravitons around him to keep him from making some hasty escape. In honesty she didn't get magic types all that much, but she knew that was bad. "Not today"
Dibbles 's face slowly grows to one of concern as the meaning of Lamia's high-difficulty vocabulary dawns on him
<ReverendLamia>: "I MEAN THE LORD, YOU TRAITOROUS CUR!" He screams, before closing his eyes, and trying to recollect himself, "It matters not though. The renewing shall come soon enough, my child, and, then, ye shall be judged"
<Dibbles>: "Where's the thing you were trying to steal, just now?"
<ReverendLamia>: "An unimportant question. What you should be asking is, where is your shadow, young Donathan?" Lamia says, as he grins wickedly, the contours of his lips slipping slightly past the frame of the mask
<Clara>: "I think I've heard enough of you talking" She clenches her fist, the space around it warping slightly, as she looked to Reverb to see what she had to say
Dibbles instantly forms a small blade over his hand and presses it's edge against Lamia's stomach
<Reverb>: "Yeah, he's done here. Donnie, pull back."
<Dibbles>: "He did something to Nox!"
<Reverb>: "Knock him out, we'll call in the other staff. We can't let him get anywhere close to a shadow."
<Reverb>: "Donnie, listen. I know what he did. I spent most of my time as a double agent trying to find him again."
<Reverb>: "But we need him alive for information."
Reverb forms a baseball bat, handing it to Donnie.
ReverendLamia laughs at Reverb's comments
<Reverb>: "Doesn't mean we can't rough him up, though."
<ReverendLamia>: You think that I have to be near the shadows to use them, sister Francesca?
Dibbles clenches his teeth as his small construct fizzes out in the bright light, taking the bat reluctantly
<Clara>: "We get nothing from roughing him up, he isn't going to break under normal torture he's a specialist" It sounded as if she was reading the dossier right there.
<Clara>: "We have other means, we need to get him to the ICE"
ReverendLamia uses the kids talking to whistle, as the ground begins to rumble underneath the three of them, before it breaks away, the giant form of Nox exploding forth from the floor, his mouth now as large as the room, and he tries to chomp at the team
<Reverb>: "Ugh, we need to be quick then. I can use the mirrors to get to the school quicker- shit!"
Clara floated upwards, pulling all four of them away from the beast
Dibbles 's face is that of expressionless shock
<Reverb>: "Clara, we need to get moving right now. Mirror transfer is our best option. I'll get you two to the school, you get him in the ICE room."
<ReverendLamia>: "I will go nowhere but up, Sister Walsh! The Lord commands it!" He says, glaring at Clara, flooding her mind with her worst fears, and ramping up the mental torture is would cause her
<ReverendLamia>: "Now that the disguise has been blown, I don't think I have to limit myself to the form of a sheep, correct?"
Clara out of all of the s-men was possibly the most susceptible to mental attacks, her powers going haywire and loosening their affect as she let out a sharp shriek and gripped her head
<Reverb>: "Fuck's sake, god damn it! Clara, focus, now!" she shouts right in her ear, adding in a slap across the cheek.
Dibbles uses this moment to slip out of Clara's pull, holding the bat with both hands and diving at Lamia to take a swing
<Reverb>: "Hermit, start up flight procedure Alpha-Golf-Two. Get here and bring your weapons!"
ReverendLamia laughs, as he plummets headfirst into the gullet of the beast, landing on it's shadowy tongue, dusting himself off, before grabbing Dibbles out of the air
Clara 's powers weren't the only thing going off. The Oculus system, sensing extreme stress from her body, went completely nuts. A dozen small mechanical eyes darted out and flew down to face Nox, each blasting almost explosive concussive waves as Clara writhed in the air
Dibbles screams and smashes the bat against the side of Lamia's face
<Reverb>: "Oh no you don't!" she says, commanding the wall to slam right down on Nox, as she lands upon it. She puts her hand against it, bringing up the refractive index of the crystal, forcing in high doses of light through it.
<ReverendLamia>: "I apologize for leaving on such bad terms, my friends, but, this little distraction has set me back on my plans quite a bit. I'll leave you with this, though." The demon says, as he takes the bat to the face, causing it to bloody up quite a bit, but, shows no sign of pain, as he shuts down the receptors allowing him to feel that. He grabs the bat, and sets
<ReverendLamia>: Dibbles down, and places a twig in his hand. He then uses the old vertigo technique, as well as robbing Reverb of her sight
<Reverb>: "Hah, idiot, I can do this blind and with vertigo, easily." she says, punching right through the wall and going through the hole, landing right beside Lamia.
<Dibbles>: "This isn't Nox! You're LYING!" Dibbles screams in the most menacing voice a child his stature could ever possibly produce, reeling his head back as if to vomit, but then launching a beam of dark energy with enough force to send Lamia off his feet and into the air behind him

Clara had since plummeted down, unable to retain her floating as she held onto her head. The orbs circled around Nox, blasting at it to knock it down as they drew energy right from her powers.
ReverendLamia sighs, as he waves his hands, divert the stream of shadows at Reverb, aiming at her feet. "You all have a lot more to learn, if you seek to survive what lies ahead." Lamia says this, at Nox shuts his mouth, surrounding them in complete darkness, but only for a few seconds, as the cold ground lies underneath them, and, the beast fades away, showing both it
<ReverendLamia>: and lamia have disappeared without a trace.
Reverb looks around, having dodged the shadow attack easily. She sighs, almost certain they've vanished as her sight returns.
<ReverendLamia>: They all seem to return back to normal, Reverb once again gaining her sight, and Clara's mind clears
Clara The eyes looked around desperately, seeing nothing of its intended targets. Instead they turn to Reverb and Dibbles, looming threateningly. Clara's mental attack had since ended, but she was still in too much shock to know what was happening
Dibbles lets out another concentrated blast, whipping his neck around in anguish, blasting a few eyes to pieces and leaving some deep grooves in the ground and surrounding building as collateral
<Reverb>: "Ugh. Fucking hell. Not putting up with this today." she says coldly, dropping a piece of crystal and letting it spasm, shooting out spikes at any remaining eyes.
<Reverb>: "Donnie. Donnie, calm down. I know how it looks, and how me saying it comes across. We can get Nox back."
Clara managed to get to her senses a moment later, the orbs having dodged and were about to move in for some kind of attack before she recalled them. She was dead quiet.
Dibbles grits his teeth and lets out a more dispersed-looking bullet spray sort of blast, before falling onto his knees and slamming his hands into the ground
<Reverb>: "Fucking..." she fiddles with her communicator, at last crushing it in her hand and making a more efficient one in crystal. "Hermit, pull us out." she said, then changing the channel through contact. "Mr. Frank? This is big. Class-A big."
<ReverendLamia>: the jet returns, looming overhead, as the ropes drop once more. The jets create a gust of wind, nearly knocking the kids over, and, unsettling the debris and dust around them
<Reverb>: "Alright you two, get in the jet." she said, hopping onto a rope and grabbing it, shimmying up it quickly.
Clara kept a full visor on, flying up slowly into the jet
Dibbles seems too preoccupied with curling up on the ground to either notice or bother listening to Reverb's words
Clara let out a sigh, gently using a force to tug Dibbles up to the jet as well
<ReverendLamia>: As the three return, the baydoor shuts behind him, jet turning towards the sun, as Hermit waits for the kids to seat
Dibbles hardly reacts, a tear that was about to fall off his face poetically floats with him through the air before he's placed into the ship
<Reverb>: "Sit him down, could you?" she asked Clara, heading to the cockpit. "Hermit, step on it. We need to be there now."
Clara settled Dibbles down into a seat then quickly goes to the far corner of the plane and takes a seat of her own.
<ReverendLamia>: Hermit nods, as he turns back, and begins to blast back to the S-Academy, thrusting the kids forward a bit in their seats, reaching Mach 3 velocity. After the quick flight, they return to the bay, and dock. Habeus sits on the chair, finishing up some paper work.
*** ReverendLamia is now known as HabeusKaiju
<Reverb>: "Why the hell are you sittin' pretty here? Did you even /see/ what happened?"
Clara takes a little longer than the others to come into the room, having stopped to take off her armor, and enters solemnly
<HabeusKaiju>: "What?" Habeus says, taking off his reading glasses. "I've been here doing important papers the whole time. By the looks of it though, I take it the mission didn't go as planned, eh?"
<Reverb>: "Eh? EH?! I'LL SHOW YOU FUCKING EH YOU MONSTER MOVIE REJECT!"
Dibbles stays in the plane, a feint shade of his otter trying to push him out but not being tangible enough to move him
<Reverb>: "YOU WANT THINGS NOT GOING TO PLAN? HOW DOES A FULL DOUBLE DOSE OF FUCKING BROTHERHOOD SOUND, /EH/?"
<Reverb>: "HOW DOES THEM HAVING A TITANIC MONSTER ON THEIR SIDE SOUND, /EH/?"
Clara remains silent, simply watching worriedly
<Reverb>: "HOW DOES BEING COMPLETELY ONE-UPPED SOUND TOO?"
<HabeusKaiju>: "Reverb, you will calm yourself right now, and, sit down. You will exlain to me, in detail, what happened, and, in a respectful tone. I understand the gravity that a potential Brotherhood attack brings to this situation, but, I will not sit here, and argue, when we could be more productive. Understood?" He says, with a bit of venom in his voice
Clara piped up, still quite obviously not all there as her voice shakes and her face is grim. "They're going to bring back Treeneto" She then stood up. "I'm going to check on Donnie"
<Reverb>: "...fuck you, and fuck your paperwork." she says, tossing a pair of crystal headphones. "Here's the 'explanation'."
HabeusKaiju picks up the headphones, and looks at Clara
<HabeusKaiju>: "Treeneto? but....I thought Frank dealt with him. Give me a second, we need to regroup here" Hab says, pressing a pager button, signalling Amos to come down here
Reverb walks off, and the headphones start playing. It's the entirety of Lamia's speech, from his reveal to his escape.
Clara didn't heed him, instead walked out of the room absently.
<HabeusKaiju>: As Amos comes down to the room, HabeusKaiju hands him the headphones, hoping the sound replays for him as well. He scratches at his hands nervously, as this news is most grave to them. It'll have to wait though, as they will have to recollect, and now focus all attention to the issue at hand. Hopefully, they can combat it, before it is too late