I10DT - You don't have to be crazy to work here...

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Aug 07, 2012 4:13 pm

"I don't know, but I'm closing this." If I can...

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Aug 07, 2012 4:13 pm

"I'll keep you safe while you do it..."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Tue Aug 07, 2012 4:21 pm

She closes her eyes and turns towards the door, chanting as she reaches out to begin wiping away the symbols.

by **The Book of Sins** » Tue Aug 07, 2012 4:22 pm

She's barely touched one of them as something big hits the floor behind them, a big chunk of gore inside a blood-soaked security uniform pushing itself up what might have been legs once.

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Aug 07, 2012 4:24 pm

"I don't know who you are, or... were... but you haven't really thought this through," she said, gritting her teeth as she felt about for the thing's mind.

by **The Book of Sins** » Tue Aug 07, 2012 4:27 pm

There are... remnants and what there is feels deeply disturbing, but mostly the thing's mind is currently coating the ceiling.

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Aug 07, 2012 4:28 pm

"Well then... best to put you out of your misery."

She lashed out with the flock, trying to scatter what was left of its mind utterly.

by **The Book of Sins** » Tue Aug 07, 2012 4:35 pm

There's no resistance. This mind was in shambles before forces beyond it's reckoning ripped it apart and what was left of Bob Eelston dissipates.

However that doesn't stop his earthly remains from lurching forward at Sam with an outstretched arm that ends in splintered bone.

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Aug 07, 2012 4:38 pm

"What's... what's still driving you?"

Her fingers knitted together, her own bones distending from her skin to form a rather macabre looking scythe as she lashed out with it, aiming to sweep the thing's "legs" out from under it.

by **The Book of Sins** » Tue Aug 07, 2012 4:46 pm

And so she does, part of the leg coming off and the thing falls to the floor. At least momentarily before it pushes itself over and stands up on it's 'arms' and proceeds to fall over towards Sam.

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Aug 07, 2012 4:51 pm

The scythe melts back into her arm before her flesh tears out of her sleeve, gaining mass as it barrels forward into a bony battering ram she slams into the thing.

by **The Book of Sins** » Tue Aug 07, 2012 4:59 pm

Which slams right through the thing in a burst of blood. Though it then clamps down on Sam's arm while wildly trying to stab at her with one of it's arms. Or legs. At this point it's kind of moot to make that distinction.

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Aug 07, 2012 5:00 pm

"Fall, damn you... when the Morrigan says 'fall', you bloody well fall..."

She gritted her teeth, and the ram erupted in sharp spikes to strike back.

by **The Book of Sins** » Tue Aug 07, 2012 5:08 pm

That actually to hurt the thing, though it's aimless thrashing isn't that much better. And it doesn't even seem to be the spikes that bother it...

by **Samantha McManus** » Tue Aug 07, 2012 5:09 pm

Trying to keep her concentration, she retracted the spikes and let her arm shrink back down, which ought to make it hard to hold on to.

by **The Book of Sins** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 2:08 am

And it does slip off, writhing on the ground in a stomach-turning display of what a human body should not be doing. It seems to be recovering though, a strand of muscles coming loose with a snap and wrapping around Sam's leg.

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 2:21 am

"You'd deny your fate? The last gasp has passed your teeth, the fire has gone out in your brain..."

She reached down with a frightening quickness to grasp the muscle strands.

"...and a snake's last thrashes after the head is cut off are nothing new to the Battlecrow."

by **The Book of Sins** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 2:30 am

Something lets out a whining hiss, though it almost sounds like it wasn't the moving carcass. Then suddenly reality wrenches itself loose a couple degrees and flourescent light floods the hallway again.

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 2:33 am

"...can't be sure if that really worked," she murmured.

"Good show, love."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 2:40 am

"Wasn't all me..." she musters a weak smile, sees the now-lifeless remains of the security guard and struggles not to throw up.

The area around the door looks scorched, some small pieces of wall looking like something ripped chunks out, the symbols and runes mostly destroyed, though what little is still visible still sends shivers down Sam's spine.

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 2:41 am

"Just because the door is closed... did that send everything back?"

by **Nailah Weaver** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 2:45 am

"I have no idea. It should have. This place is far from pleasant but not nearly bad enough to let something like that through without massive help."

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 2:47 am

"And what about... her?" She eyed the door.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 2:51 am

She gives a small, very helpless looking shrug.

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 10:12 am

She sighed, and went to the door herself.

by **The Book of Sins** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 10:21 am

It's quiet behind it and due to the dampeners there's nothing to be sensed behind it either. Sliding the small viewing window open reveals an absolutely devastated room that is otherwise very distressingly empty.

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 10:22 am

"Love, she's... she's not in there."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 10:28 am

Nailah's hand slides down the wall, leaving faint scratch-marks on it.

"Of course not." she says, sounding almost resigned. "That would have been too bloody nice now wouldn't it."

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 10:29 am

"If that... if it reacted that way to your thoughts..."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 10:37 am

"Fuck!"

"We have to find her."

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 10:39 am

"...aye," she said softly.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 10:46 am

"Somehow..."

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 10:49 am

"And we don't know... where that was. Where that led, do we?"

by **Nailah Weaver** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 10:54 am

"I'm not sure we'd want to go there. I'm not sure she went there. If she did this may have solved itself..."

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 10:55 am

"We're not that lucky..."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 10:58 am

"No. No we're not." she sighs.

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 11:00 am

"And if dark thoughts make this shite stronger..."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 11:04 am

"More that they invite it but... I suppose the result is the same...." she shudders.

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 11:05 am

"Aye. We have to assume she'll be... worse, when we find her."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Wed Aug 08, 2012 11:19 am

"Fantastic. Though I wonder what's to blame for... that." she glances at the chunk formerly known as Bob.

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