Mar 26, 2008 12:03
[she's holding the radio in her hands, looking frightened and disheveled, laying on the floor]
[very quiet] H-... Help... Ovan... Ovan where are you...?
He... he stabbed Big Sister, sh-she's not moving... I... I think he thinks I'm dead, too...
as long as I'm quie-
[somewhere behind her, three claws in the ground. barely missed.]
A-Aah!
[the radio is thrown as far as she can, landing with a loud 'thunk!'. el garrador turns, sufficiently distracted. the video feed continues as he walks towards it, Arietta silent and terrified, stays very still. there is the crash of the nails into the radio, and static]
[ooc: with Arietta's radio broken, any news of her will come from a third party- say- Ovan]