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hadriel2018-04-01 02:13 pm
outofthefire) wrote in hadriel2018-04-01 02:13 pm
Video 1
[the video opens on a slightly off-kilter Laura standing in the middle of the Sewing Shop]
Hey. Does anyone know if the Sewing Shop lady had any enemies, people who might wanna go after her? 'Cause I stopped by to get a dress altered and there wasn't anybody here. I did find this. [she turns the camera so it captures the view of little specks of what's clearly relatively fresh blood on the fabric draped across a table] here. So either she stuck herself real bad with a needle or something's going on. And if something's going on, I think I know who to blame.
[the camera turns back to face an unsmiling Laura who is now leaving the Shop and headed somewhere purposefully. those with sharp eyes will notice that she's walking towards the armory]
I probably shoulda said something about this earlier. I don't know how many other worlds even have demons. But mine does. And now, so does this world.
She's about my height, she's got a medium complexion and black hair. The thing you'll really notice is her black eyes. I don't mean black eyes as in someone hit her in the face black eyes, but actually black eyes. She already tried to kill me once. What's gonna stop her from killing someone else? Like maybe the Sewing Shop lady?
Demons are evil. Pure evil. They like to have their fun with us mortals, but don't mistake that for friendship. Demons don't even know what the word means. The best we can hope for is that they'll be amused by us long enough for us to get away.
[Laura arrives at the armory and yanks the door open. the camera veers off of her face and towards the ground as she enters, obviously searching for something. she lifts her hand with the camera as she reaches a shortbow, her other hand taking it off of the wall, shrugging it onto her shoulder. then the camera veers again and raises again as she finds a quiver of arrows, lifting that off of the wall, too. she lifts the camera up to her face again, catching a determined expression]
I don't know what I'm doing. I don't even know if she can be killed. But I guess we'll find out?
((OOC: This post takes place just before the contents of this incident))
Hey. Does anyone know if the Sewing Shop lady had any enemies, people who might wanna go after her? 'Cause I stopped by to get a dress altered and there wasn't anybody here. I did find this. [she turns the camera so it captures the view of little specks of what's clearly relatively fresh blood on the fabric draped across a table] here. So either she stuck herself real bad with a needle or something's going on. And if something's going on, I think I know who to blame.
[the camera turns back to face an unsmiling Laura who is now leaving the Shop and headed somewhere purposefully. those with sharp eyes will notice that she's walking towards the armory]
I probably shoulda said something about this earlier. I don't know how many other worlds even have demons. But mine does. And now, so does this world.
She's about my height, she's got a medium complexion and black hair. The thing you'll really notice is her black eyes. I don't mean black eyes as in someone hit her in the face black eyes, but actually black eyes. She already tried to kill me once. What's gonna stop her from killing someone else? Like maybe the Sewing Shop lady?
Demons are evil. Pure evil. They like to have their fun with us mortals, but don't mistake that for friendship. Demons don't even know what the word means. The best we can hope for is that they'll be amused by us long enough for us to get away.
[Laura arrives at the armory and yanks the door open. the camera veers off of her face and towards the ground as she enters, obviously searching for something. she lifts her hand with the camera as she reaches a shortbow, her other hand taking it off of the wall, shrugging it onto her shoulder. then the camera veers again and raises again as she finds a quiver of arrows, lifting that off of the wall, too. she lifts the camera up to her face again, catching a determined expression]
I don't know what I'm doing. I don't even know if she can be killed. But I guess we'll find out?
((OOC: This post takes place just before the contents of this incident))
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