You're one microscopic cog in his catstrophic plan, designed and directed by his red right hand...
[[OOC: Takes place after this thread, forward-dated to October 25th. Oh the forward-dating that is going to be happening around here, y'all]]
The car from the Conrad stops in front of the Casa and Des bursts out of the back seat like the devil, himself, is on his heels, and he's not entirely sure he's not, given today's revelations. They know who killed Bambi Dalton now, but that's nothing compared to the real problem here- Flagg is the devil and he's still the mayor of the city and there's a feeling in his gut that says that something either has or is about to go down.
And Des has learned never to ignore his gut instincts. The gut instincts of other people, maybe, but not his own.
He opens the door, ignores the greeting of "99 Lufballoons" when he passes the threshold and starts yelling. "DOCTOR? KIDS? DONNA? CY?"
The yelling stops when he notes the state of the house. It looks like someone (Donna, most likely) put up something of a fight in here. He swallows and bolts up the stairs, checking the kids' rooms and finds all of them empty. Donna's room too. He swallows and starts for the stairs again. "DONNA? KIDS? CY? DOCTOR?"
The Doctor... He could be anywhere, so Des isn't too worried about him right now. And, hopefully, Cy was out when this happened and not around for this, but Donna and the kids.
He stops on the last step, looking a bit panicked. "Whatever Flagg's planning... I think he's got a few Nephilim now," he chokes out.
Which is a problem. A huge one.
The car from the Conrad stops in front of the Casa and Des bursts out of the back seat like the devil, himself, is on his heels, and he's not entirely sure he's not, given today's revelations. They know who killed Bambi Dalton now, but that's nothing compared to the real problem here- Flagg is the devil and he's still the mayor of the city and there's a feeling in his gut that says that something either has or is about to go down.
And Des has learned never to ignore his gut instincts. The gut instincts of other people, maybe, but not his own.
He opens the door, ignores the greeting of "99 Lufballoons" when he passes the threshold and starts yelling. "DOCTOR? KIDS? DONNA? CY?"
The yelling stops when he notes the state of the house. It looks like someone (Donna, most likely) put up something of a fight in here. He swallows and bolts up the stairs, checking the kids' rooms and finds all of them empty. Donna's room too. He swallows and starts for the stairs again. "DONNA? KIDS? CY? DOCTOR?"
The Doctor... He could be anywhere, so Des isn't too worried about him right now. And, hopefully, Cy was out when this happened and not around for this, but Donna and the kids.
He stops on the last step, looking a bit panicked. "Whatever Flagg's planning... I think he's got a few Nephilim now," he chokes out.
Which is a problem. A huge one.