Brothers in Arms (Vanguard, Closed)

Even when it felt as if it were slowing down to a crawl, time would pass as it always did. It appeared that a single act of misguided heroism had lead to a loss that he was not so ready for, involving a certain limb being violently torn from him. There was that phantom tingling sensation as if his body could not quite get with the program of not having two arms anymore. The fact that he was alive was more than anything a surprise to Colin, but then again it appeared that Travis had his ways. His eyes would dart towards the male sitting in the chair and silently looking at him. Travis appeared to be deep within thought, snapping out of it once he took notice that Colin was looking at him. "You're up again. Feeling any better now Colin?" he asked with a slightly worried tone

"Well...would probably feel better with two arms but yeah." Colin noted with a slight smirk, trying to make light of the situation. Perhaps he was trying to improve his own mood which was in the abysmal levels at the moment. He could tell he likely was still in Chicago, though perhaps Travis had pulled a few strings to actually let him be in the room unless it was just visiting hours. His statement didn't really seem to sit humorously with Travis like it did with Colin, but then again perhaps he was just stressed after having to hear that something like this happened. Something else would have been said to him but it appeared that his sibling burst through the door rather quickly, which might have had something to do with that portal power of theirs.

As expected they shouted something at him once taking note of the lack of a left arm. Colin just winced, taking it considering that it was his fault for letting it happen in the first place. That then made him wonder where his suit was, but then again maybe Travis made sure to put it somewhere safe. "I...i'm sorry." He muttered almost pathetically, feeling over the stump that was one an arm with his free arm. Likely trying to remind himself that he did not have an arm. "I thought I had things under control, but before I knew it my...arm was gone." Which was true enough, but then again it was also an excuse within its own right.

Jordan began to pace the room, gazing at the walls as he did so, calming himself down shortly while taking everything his younger brother was saying in. The idea of someone doing this to his brother was daunting to even think about. Looking around he sighed and looked at Travis, "Thank you for keeping him safe, I'll have to try and repay you somehow later on.", afterwards Jordan went closer to his younger brothers hospital bed and asked, "Who did this?"

Jordan began to roll his sweater sleeve back and began to type a few things on a wrist computer. "I'm not one to take action for revenge, but justice should be served in one way or another.", afterwards he kept typing and lowered his arm looking at Colin. The whole thing seemed unreal to Jordan, almost like a dream. The thought of his brother being fatally injured really messed with Jordan's head. All they had nowadays was each other, all three of them. Even though neither Jordan or Colin see Liam that often, which of course, is unfortunate.