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[WillowLuman]

(Hmm. May join, was in original. This still open?)

(Yep. Mind digging up your sheet?)

Santa charges out of the Office towards Security, [1] though those inside, hearing his footfalls, have time to react.

[SOLDIER First]

>south door button = slammed

[technicallyAdventurer]

Tech pats SB on the head once he'd pressed the button, poking fun at the other's height with the motion and a small smile on her lips. "Good job, kiddo."

[WillowLuman]

[20 v 8] The door slams shut just before Santa reaches it, causing him to slam into it at nearly full speed. There is silence for a few seconds as the door rings. Then, a whirring noise, a click, and Santa's footsteps heading down the hall at a non-frantic walking pace.

[SOLDIER First]

Tech is roundhouse kicked in the face
"Thanks, Way Big. _{Haha, do you even understand Ben 10 references."}

[Cryxis, Prince of Doom]

"Thanks SB, dislocated shoulders suck. Also seems like you got Santa to go away..... For now...."

[technicallyAdventurer]

Tech furrows her brows slightly, withdrawing her hand.  "I watched Ben 10," She apted to call him 'numbnuts', but that was far too insulting to come from her mouth. Though, names like 'silly' wouldn't be too fitting either. She fell silent for a moment, looking saddened by SB's remark and her incapability of retaliation. "Put on my jacket or something, silly." She settled with, putting her backpack aside before removing her jacket and shoving it towards SB. "Getting Santa off our asses isn't an excuse for being shirtless."

[SOLDIER First]

SB looks down at himself, then at the jacket, and then at himself again.
Moments later the jacket is on and zipped/buttoned/whatevered tightly.

"Okay, Kevin."

[WillowLuman]

Quasar looks at the monitor, which was left on the South hallway camera. Santa left the hall, seemingly not bound for the Office as some may have feared, but the Knight soon appeared in the hall, pausing at the entrance for a moment before walking towards the room. "Um, think that knight's still trying to get in. Also, boss asks if any of you know if tails have arteries."

[Cryxis, Prince of Doom]

well technicaly every major/prominent limb has arteries, it's just a matter of how important they are, IIRC tails don't have big important arteries, though you may want to patch it soon if for nothing more than infection....... Anybody got material to patch it with?

[technicallyAdventurer]

"I might have a gym shirt in my backpack we could use— I'm not really sure. It wouldn't fit Upchuck here, but it could work as material."

[WillowLuman]

((It's late, heading to bed now.))

HugoLuman remained curled up under the desk, unwilling to move in the slightest due to the pain, but he considered tech's suggestion. Quasar relayed his response. "He doesn't know how well it could be bound and he doesn't want to move right now, but he also doesn't want to keep bleeding." Might want to make up your damn mind! The knight disappears beneath the camera's field of view. "Knight's right outside, I think."

[SOLDIER First]

"Sweaty shirt as a bandage? Gross. That's just begging for infection."

[Arcvasti]

**I don't think it would have any arteries. Cats lose tails all the time. If you're worried about it, cauterization would be the best choice to stop the bleeding. Maybe you could rig something up with the wisp following the bird around? In any case, we still need to secure the managers office. This place won't be safe for long if they can just open the doors and swarm us through both of them. Might be tricky with that knight outside though...**

[WillowLuman]

"That sounds like it could go wrong. He says he just wants to stay under there for now and wait for it to stop on its own. Oh, mind bringing up the Christmas corner real quick?"