"Oh yeah, y'all say he can suck your dick now, but I bet if he walked right up to ya right this second, ya wouldn't be sayin' that!" Hunter informed her. She supposed she wasn't really afraid of the Donnelly patriarch, but then again, Sera had never really let her meet him. Her mother had been interesting enough. "An' they might be kiddos, but that little shithouse rat knows more spells than I do! And ain't the other one a doctor? They should be savin' us!"

Just as she had been about to continue her rant about the Donnellys, the secondary blast went off and silence her; the blonde's arms coming up quickly to shield herself. She hissed lightly, catching a couple little pieces on herself but quickly shaking it off. "Good idea there, hoss," she murmured, using her own wand to heal up a bleeding cut on her exposed shoulder.

She wasn't really ready to give up on her truck, and she visibly winced at the sight of new debris now littering the hood. Flicking her wand again, she put out a burning piece or something that had landed by her tire. "Yeah, let's do this. Just like we practiced," she agreed just a little reluctantly. The truck would be there later; whatever was going to be left of it at this rate. "Split up or stick together?" she asked.

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Mackenzie made a sour expression, as if she had bitten down on a lemon. Hunter was right, if the sister's father was standing there she probably would have been doing her best to impress him. Mackenzie figured that the girl's father seemed like the kind of guy you wanted to be in good graces with. "Shut up," she muttered, giving Hunter a playful shove. "Like you'd have the balls to say it to his face!"

Watching Hunter put out the flaming debris that had landed near her truck, she stuck a finger in her ear and wiggled it around to try and get rid of the ringing. "That's exactly why we need to find them," She said grimly. "You know neither of them could handle something like that, especially if one of their parents are hurt."

She nodded in agreement, with Hunter, frowning at the taller blonde's question. "Stick together," she said seriously. "I meant it Hunt, we have to have each other's backs. No more than ten feet apart, go it? Always within shoutin' distance." She felt silly lecturing her best friend about safety protocol, but this was one of the reasons she had agreed to join Hunter in the Auror program. The taller blonde never thought before acting, Mack needed to be there to make sure that it wouldn't be the last decision the other girl would make. "Sorry to get all faggy on you, but you're my best friend." She muttered embarrassed, nudging Hunter in the shoulder. "I get graded down if you die anyway, so, don't fuck up my grade bitch."

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"Oh yeah I would!" Hunter laughed back, leaning over dramatically as her friend shoved her. "I'd tell him to bend right over and fuck right off, right here! I'd say gimme them little bitches!"

She watched Mack fiddling with her ear, and she frowned a bit, giving the other girl a shove back. "Chill out, come on. I bet they ain't even hurt, they're probably all just huddled around the cross somewhere, praying for rescue or something," she joked, a bit grim herself. Sera was pretty tough, but she was still just a kid. "Their mom is a real firecracker, I bet she got this," she offered.

Slightly disappointed at being told to stick together, Mack was always choosing the safety route, the taller blonde shrugged. "Whatever, whatever! You got it, lady! Stick together, so ya can hear me screamin' your name, just like you like.. I understand completely," she chided back, giving a nonchalant shrug. With her wand raised though, she regarded Mack with a semi-serious look next. "Hey, c'mon.. you're my best friend too, queermo. Let's go already!" she urged, already starting to run off again.

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"Whatever," Mackenzie grumbled, still messing with her ear. She was still worried about the sisters, but Hunter was right, their father was a cop and their mother was no slouch either. She decided that she would keep an eye out for red hair, Tatum was small, and in chaos like this, she might have gotten lost. Mackenzie tried to stop the panic she was feeling by thinking about the smaller girl, they had a mission to do. "Let's just keep an eye out for them," she insisted again, trying not to let her panic show. She knew that Hunter would probably rag her later for it, but she needed to know Tatum was okay.

Mackenzie rolled her eyes as Hunter started running away again, the girl never learned. She ran after the blonde, making sure to keep her in her eye sight as she began to check people who had failed to get up still. She pulled one of the underclassmen to their feet and slowed the bleeding before directing her friend to take her towards where Kia said she would be. Mackenzie continued on, realizing more and more how little she really knew about medicine. She could heal small wounds, slow the bleeding, but she had no idea about how to check for internal injury or concussions. She hoped that the people she was helping would be okay with her minimal knowledge.

"Hey Hunt!" She called, straightening up from some junior's little sister that had a small cut on her face. It had been twenty minutes or so since they had ran out of the parking lot. "How's it going on your end?"

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Though she had implied that Mackenzie was being silly for worrying, Hunter did keep her eyes alert for any familiar heads or faces, including both of the Donnelly sisters. There was no sight of them that she could gather, which she guessed was a good thing. Maybe she was right and their father had dragged them all to safety to pray or something. That was better than being out in the chaos surrounding her and Mack right then.

Hunter worked with a rare unbroken concentration, determined to get every up that she could help. She didn't know much more about first aid than Mack, just the few things they had learned over the years and in their auror training, but it certainly was no medi-witch stuff. But she did what she could, and she was pleased to see other people helping out as well. Slowly but surely, people were beginning to get cleared out and even the flame from the exploding vehicles seemed to be coming under control.

When Mack called out to her, the taller blonde had just been straightening out and wiping some blood off of her palms and onto the front of her shorts. Stains could be washed, it was no big. Turning her head in the other girl's direction, her threw her arms up into the air. "It's all gravy! How 'bout you?"

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