Sunday Bloody Sunday

[Carthrat]

The Cabalists fan out, carefully searching around. One of them produces a mobile phone, and yabbers quickly into it. It's difficult to make much out; something to do with 'residue', 'around here', 'somewhere'.

One of the Cabalists is approaching the alley from the footpath of the perpendicular block. The others aren't far away, but they've yet to check it.

[Bjorn]

Glancing over his shoulder quickly, Cadfael checks on the status of his temporary allies.

[Carthrat]

God knows what those two  would-be mechanics are doing to the engine, but Barry glances at you with a vaugely questioning look.

[Bjorn]

Hope they work fast.

If there was time for anything else, Cadfael would probably indulge in a little annoyance.  But as things stand, he instead returns his attention to the searching Cabalists.

[Carthrat]

-and the guy around the corner has just turned into the alley.

"They're here!" he shouts, and he lapses into casting a spell!

From what you can see, it's a fireball, which shows exactly how imaginative the average Cabalite has become.

[Bjorn]

Instantly, Cadfael lashes out, throwing the (now useless) rune-marked stone at the Cabalite to distract him, and (the second that it clears the marked line), triggering the Gating Rune.

[Carthrat]

Normally, the gating rune creates a slight, static ripple, but in this case, the ripple seems to start at the rune.. and then *expand*. As it flashes over Cadfael, his feels his vision blur slightly-

-and it realligns himself, as he finds himself across from the confused-looking Cabalite in a rather small house, complete with a fat man watching TV-

Well, he was, until, with a loud crashing sound, the car appeared on him, complete with the mechanics. It's now sort of just sitting on the floor.

[Bjorn]

"Finished?"

[Carthrat]

"Uh, just about," replies the engineer. "Can you deal with that punk? We're sort of busy."

He's referring to the Cabalite, of course, who is snapped into action and begins casting another spell.

[Bjorn]

Without saying another word, Cadfael snaps off a shot from his Glock at the spellcaster.

[Carthrat]

Following the report from the glock, the Cabalite screams and clutches his shoulder, his casting apparently forgotten.

"Dude, let's go! Uh, where's Barry?" says one of the mechanics, rushing towards the drivers door.

[Bjorn]

Hm.

Cadfael glances around, for the first time pausing to take stock of the situation.  Looking up as well as around, he tries (with both sight and his connection via magic) to locate the gate -- and if possible, figure out where Barry is in relation to it.

[Carthrat]

Judging by your external senses, you figure that the gate didn't, for whatever reason, affect Barry (though you're sure it should have). More than likely, he's still back in the alley.

[Bjorn]

"Back in alley," Cadfael reports.  Putting his Glock back in his jacket, he moves towards the car, opening the door.

[Carthrat]

The wimpy mage hasn't really recovered from the 9mm stuck in his shoulder, and he's not going anywhere.

"Right. I promise you, this will work this time," says the other mechanic, as he slips in the door. "Might wanna put that seatbelt on."