<strong>Alfred "Al" Birche</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: School Hallway<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: The Mysterious Woman, Jin and Neela (mentioned)<br/><hr/><br/>One by one, the rips in reality he approached were closed. He pantomimed like he was a surgeon stitching  a deep cut closed; and as he 'drew' the 'stitches', each of the slashes would shrink in size until it was completely gone. Meanwhile, the now empty form of Gwynn ap Nudd would be merrily hacking away at the creepy crawlies, slaying them in absolute silence. His split in concentration meant he could not really focus on anything else, until he was done; he wasn't even fully aware of the help Jin had given him in her own attacks on the insectoid invaders.<br/><br/>Around the time the last of the slashes were closed, the goblin-warrior-thing would just... poof! Gone! Not there any more. And ocne those immediate threats were done with, he took the time to take stock of the situation. He sort of listlessly trailed his way back towards the woman, eventually being joined by Jin and Neela. For the moment, though, Al would take some time to sit down on the ground. Mori was still in his flannel pocket, looking rather unhappy. It was probably too much excitement for the poor fellow.<br/><br/>Al, in the end, wound up ripping off a section of his right shirt sleeve, and would soak it in water from one of the water bottles he had. Then, he'd slowly clean the various bites, cuts, scrapes, and other injuries he had gotten; and also, some of the more obvious bits of creepy-crawly-gore.  He remained fairly quiet. He didn't really say much to Neela or Jin. At first, one might think him just too distracted with tending to himself; but even after he'd done that, he stayed quiet.<br/><br/>His gaze would trail back towards the Mystery Woman. His eyes creeped their way back up her body, like he had before. He wanted to look in her eyes again; that brief rush, short-lived as it was, called out to him. Maybe if he stared long enough into Her eyes, he could forget the wounds that, unlike the bites, would take much, much longer to heal.  But, his eyes don't seem to make it to her face this time around. Instead, they get 'stuck' on her chest. Because let's face it, this is a very pretty woman, and Al is going through puberty. It's probably more surprising he ever made his way to her eyes the first time!<br/><br/>(Edited for typoes.)