Peter was sitting in his living room, reading over his notes from his translations and adding more notes to his notes, something he did often though it didn't make anything easier to read. He looked slightly dwarfed by the huge blue chair he was sitting in, but since they were in the living room and not as his desk, it was the best he was going to get without walking upstairs. And that took effort.

( Evacuations )

Deirdre and Peter entered the hospital, side-by-side. Peter veered off to the right, hoping that Amadeo was in fact in Rolf's quarters, and that they would be able to speak to him. He was not disappointed. When Rolf answered the door, Peter asked to speak with his brother, and though Rolf gave him an look as if to ask, 'who would want to speak to Amadeo', he wandered off to get him.

( Hooray for coherency )

Backdated

Peter had been awake for less than 24 hours when Amadeo, Rolf's insane older brother, burst into his hospital room the very embodiment of frantic. "Peter!" Amadeo said, rushing to Peter's bedside. Peter sort of murmured and Amadeo took that to mean 'please continue' instead of 'dear god, you're annoying' and he continued. "We must take action!"

( Uh...right... )

The hospital was a place of chaos at the moment, but for the most part...the chaos was good. The Templar had tried their hand at attacking the people Peter loved, and they'd failed. The battle for Robert MacGavillary Hospital was short and simple, considering Rolf's idea of bringing back 4 dead people to take the front line. Six if you added in Robert and Thomas. The Templar's tranquiliser darts were useless against them, and the demons who came behind the front line made short work of the Templar. Peter had stipulated that they should be taken alive if it was at all possible. It hadn't all been possible. But the holding cells under St. Francis's were full to bursting now, not to mention the few of them that had been taken to jail when police arrived at the various houses that had been attacked.

( A Tangle of Joy and Grief )