Jun 28, 2010 20:48
[The video feed starts off quietly enough, the feed clicking on as Eddie's vest is shed. The camera only really able to see leather, grass and the roadies feet.]
Hell of a nice night ain't it?
Mhmm.
[The blackberry's feed can see his feet walking through the grass along with a glimmer of something further off. It apparent Eddie had noticed it as well. He pausing his walk, hesitating a beat before heading towards the glittering object. The moonlight oddly enough making it shine.]
The hell is this?
[Eddie comes into frame now, he stooping down to pick it up, it's a knife, nothing really special. Simple blade, only faint engravings on the handle. It earns a huh from Eddie as he toys with it.]
Be careful, its not a toy you know.
Ey, aren't I always careful?
[It earns him a sigh, the blackberry able to hear her fly over. She landing on Eddie's shoulder from the sounds of it. Its not long before the roadie slices at the air.]
Seems like a solid- [He's cut off, feet vanishing entirely, the seemingly gone entirely for several moments. Popping back into existence again with a startled sound.]
The fuck was that?!
I-I don't know.
Jesus- [He flops onto the ground warily staring at the knife, before realizing something feels off, he opening his hand and going momentarily pale as he sees two of his fingers are settled in his palm, detached from his hand entirely. The stare soon turns into cursing, loud cursing as he drops his fingers into the grass. The feed being shut off as the knife is thrown, the handle hitting the berry's mess of buttons.]
comment: james potter,
plot: his dark materials,
comment: heather morris,
eddie riggs