A Portal opened with out warning in the hall way of the Brood headquarters, spitting out large rocks and smoke onto the floor. Soon after a young woman tumbled onto the floor as well, sprawling across the dirty ground, littered with the mess of the explosion she had just barely escaped.<br/><br/>She winced slightly as she slammed her fist against the ground. "FUCK!" She cursed, not moving any more then that. It was obvious she was in some form of pain, one of her opalescent eyes even refusing to open. She had various cuts across her body from random stones, sharp rocks and metal slicing into her one flawless skin. Bruises littered her body, as well as random burns. Her hair was a mess but somehow managed to only get singed, lucky for Frankie.<br/><br/>Her left eye refused to open, though she didn't even try as her blood dripped from a large cut that ran from her mid eye brow, over her eye and to her mid cheek. Luckily it was not deep enough to have cut into her eye ball itself. She would heal eventually.<br/><br/>Slowly she sat up, wincing and hissing softly as little tingles of pain ran along her body. "Lucky Elohim doesn't have to feel this..." She muttered, glowering out infront of her.<br/><br/>"Fuck Dorian.. Frankie's mine..." she growled softly as she attempted to bring herself to a stand.<br/><br/>She woobled slightly, still feeling dizzy and quiet disoriented, but she made it and started down the hall towards her room, not even caring about the bloody dirty mess she left in the hall way. "I need a vacation..." She grumbled to herself as she walked down the hall.<br/><br/>She would have gone back to finish off Frankie, she could have probably even done it the way she was now, but now she wanted the bastard to suffer. She would get back at him for this. If she couldn't hurt him in person, then she would go after every fucking person he ever gave a shit about and make them suffer slowly, just how she wanted that man monster thing to suffer.<br/><br/>"Good dammit! Someone get me some fucking bandages and a first aid kit. I may be immortal, but these things hurt like hell! Get me some god damned pain killers too!" She yelled at one of the fledglings as they began to swarm around her and the mess she brought with her, causing them to jump, yelp and hoble off to find what she requested. They knew not to make her any angrier when she was in a foul mood.<br/><br/>She was certainly not in a good one...