13th Blur | Tommy Shepherd [Accidental Video]
[ooc: This takes place an indeterminate amount of time after this bloody mess his girlfriend left all over their room when she died.]
[The video turns on accidentally. Tommy's 'berry must have fallen out of his pocket and landed at this angle, a good one for getting him in the frame, on his knees in a pool of drying blood, hunched over, shoulders trembling. The silly, happy crayon drawings all over the walls of the room are a stark counter to the blood all over the floor, all over Tommy's jeans and hands. His face isn't immediately visible, he's staring down at his hands, at the floor.
His shoulders are trembling as if he's crying, but he isn't, not yet. The teenager is still in shock. His voice comes as a bare ghost of a whisper.] K-Kate...
[A shuddery breath escapes his lips and he glances over at his fallen 'berry, crawling toward it to snatch it up in one red-stained hand. His face is horribly pale, almost bloodless, nearly as white as his hair, and his eyes are wide, the green of his irises ringed by white. When he speaks, his voice isn't very strong.]
B-Billy...? Uhm... D-dad, she-... Dad, Bill, I can't- P-please come... C-come get me? I ca- can't stay here, Dad-
[He can't seem to make himself stand up. His legs will give out. He cuts the feed just as moisture starts to prick at the corners of his eyes.]
[ooc note: Vision is moving Tommy away from the bloodied room and off to his own room, so any visitors will find him there in 37B.]
[The video turns on accidentally. Tommy's 'berry must have fallen out of his pocket and landed at this angle, a good one for getting him in the frame, on his knees in a pool of drying blood, hunched over, shoulders trembling. The silly, happy crayon drawings all over the walls of the room are a stark counter to the blood all over the floor, all over Tommy's jeans and hands. His face isn't immediately visible, he's staring down at his hands, at the floor.
His shoulders are trembling as if he's crying, but he isn't, not yet. The teenager is still in shock. His voice comes as a bare ghost of a whisper.] K-Kate...
[A shuddery breath escapes his lips and he glances over at his fallen 'berry, crawling toward it to snatch it up in one red-stained hand. His face is horribly pale, almost bloodless, nearly as white as his hair, and his eyes are wide, the green of his irises ringed by white. When he speaks, his voice isn't very strong.]
B-Billy...? Uhm... D-dad, she-... Dad, Bill, I can't- P-please come... C-come get me? I ca- can't stay here, Dad-
[He can't seem to make himself stand up. His legs will give out. He cuts the feed just as moisture starts to prick at the corners of his eyes.]
[ooc note: Vision is moving Tommy away from the bloodied room and off to his own room, so any visitors will find him there in 37B.]