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contemptibility) wrote2011-08-24 05:19 pm
contemptibility) wrote2011-08-24 05:19 pm
accidental video ｡ oo1
[ooc: As a warning, this post contains cannibalism, blood, and all that stuff, though nothing especially descriptive.]
[The feed turns on to reveal a figure, sopping wet. A newcomer—nothing usual in itself. What might be of more interest, however, is the fact that he appears somewhat battered, with the blood running down his face making it clear that he's been injured recently.
Unsurprisingly, he seems rather disoriented as he looks around, taking in his surroundings before wiping away at the blood running over his eyes. An annoyed look passes through his face, and then—
—And then things take a turn for the unusual, as his eyes glow red and he then proceeds to grab the head of the nearest unsuspecting local.
Fortunately, his back is to his feed, his body hiding the local's, so the... gorier details can't be seen, though the blood flying from roughly where the poor person's head should be is likely a good indicator of what's going on. The sounds, at least, should make it even clearer.
Finally, he drops the now quite dead local to the ground with a thud, before turning in the direction of the SFC, his eyes back to their normal blue. The more observant might notice that he no longer seems wounded, his injuries healed.
There is also, rather prominently, far more blood splattered across his face, which he wipes at with his sleeve, leaving behind red smears.
A smirk, before he speaks.]
Well then... I suppose I should figure out where I am.
[And then his expression becomes serious, as he mutters to himself.]
If this is Gastark's doing...
[The feed turns on to reveal a figure, sopping wet. A newcomer—nothing usual in itself. What might be of more interest, however, is the fact that he appears somewhat battered, with the blood running down his face making it clear that he's been injured recently.
Unsurprisingly, he seems rather disoriented as he looks around, taking in his surroundings before wiping away at the blood running over his eyes. An annoyed look passes through his face, and then—
—And then things take a turn for the unusual, as his eyes glow red and he then proceeds to grab the head of the nearest unsuspecting local.
Fortunately, his back is to his feed, his body hiding the local's, so the... gorier details can't be seen, though the blood flying from roughly where the poor person's head should be is likely a good indicator of what's going on. The sounds, at least, should make it even clearer.
Finally, he drops the now quite dead local to the ground with a thud, before turning in the direction of the SFC, his eyes back to their normal blue. The more observant might notice that he no longer seems wounded, his injuries healed.
There is also, rather prominently, far more blood splattered across his face, which he wipes at with his sleeve, leaving behind red smears.
A smirk, before he speaks.]
Well then... I suppose I should figure out where I am.
[And then his expression becomes serious, as he mutters to himself.]
If this is Gastark's doing...
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And you act more human than a lot of people I've seen.
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[Though, of course, there are far too many people who would argue with Pascal there.]
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[ don't make her pull out her srs face. ]
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[ The voice is faint as he addresses Pascal from off-screen. He caught some of her words (though not the whole conversation, obviously), and he's curious. Or suspicious. ]
Who are you talking to?
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[ aksjdhkajsdh excuse her, Tiir, she's going to be focusing on Hubert for just a second. ]
H-hey! Shoo, shoo!
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[ If it was suspicion before, then it's worse now. He's offended. ]
Just exactly what are you doing!?
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[ AND IF SHE IS FLUSTERED IT IS NOT BECAUSE SHE'S EMBARRASSED. she just was trying to get this guy to stop killing people so that huberto didn't have to see :c
Oh, irony. ]
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Boy . . . girl talk?
[ He sounds pretty dumbfounded as he repeats her words. Seriously.
If it had been anything else, he would have doubted more, but when faced with the possibility of being the third wheel, he kind of loses what rationality he has. ]
I-is that how it is . . .
[ So he doesn't think to check the SFC just yet. Maybe it's better that way -- at this current point in time, who knows what sort of opinions he'll form about Tiir. ]