Emma slows and stops once she takes in the entire scene. Blood, slime..and white goo she could only assume was cum covered just about everyone. She hadn't seen debauchery of this magnitude since a particularly good weekend in NCR correctional. She whistles through closed lips...goddamnit- she'd missed everything! She’s tempted to make a smart ass comment ,but then really surveys the damage and realizes this isn’t all that funny.<br/><br/>Everyone was in pretty nasty shape save for her. Emma sorta felt…. guilty.  Why the hell did she feel guilty?!? She didn’t owe any of these people a goddamned thing-did she?  It wasn’t like she held  delusions that she could have changed or helped this situation, but her narrow-minded vision and lust for explosion might have gotten people hurt this time. She eyes the nude Jynx and Becca...then the smoldering back of Ranger-fuck...she tilts her head to the side in confusion, but then her eyes go wide as she processes the tentacles existence. She looks at it...then the nude forms of Jynx and Becca swallows hard and knows what went on without anyone saying a word. She surmises Ranger -Fuck pulled off some heroics...she'd have to buy him a shot and a whore later. She hated admitting that useless son of a bitch was…useful...but maybe he had his heart in the right place..or maybe he was a macho shithead who felt he could save anything with the cunning use of his masculinity.  Either way, it seemed to have helped Becca and Jynx this time ,so she’d leave him alone.<br/><br/>Duos was hiding...but seemingly alive. She didn't really know the man that well, but he seemed to have been thru hell and back...and he was still standing- which was good.<br/>.<br/>Her main concern(shockingly) was Fanya. The painted lady was sprawled out on the floor, blood seeping out and pooling around her. Emma rushes to Loretta and Fanya’s side, surveying the damage and rolling up her sleeves.<span style="color: blue"> “Sorry…” </span>she grumbles, as she starts to search the ‘painted’ lady for injuries.<span style="color: blue"> “Please tell me I missed one hell of a party instead of something horrible..” </span>she asks Loretta quietly as she tries to assist. Her thin nimble fingers trail over Fanyas bare flesh as she tries to help find the source of the bleeding while Loretta force feeds the woman Nuka Cola.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>