video • 001 • trouble in the industrial district

[buildingreality]

[Ariadne clearly isn't sure why it's snowing when the camera opens up on her pretty face. It's pretty obvious, just from the buildings around her, that she's in the Industrial District.]So I've been here a little while now. Almost two weeks. Depending on the sedative and the level of the dream, I might have been here twenty minutes, a few days, or

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[su_hana_maru]

[Well, that didn't sound good. He's not too much of a hero, but he was in the area, so ... he buzzes her up, reopening the feed. He'd need to in order to triangulate her position.]

Need some help?

[buildingreality]

[it's all she can do to speak loud enough to him to hope it goes through; her voice is still panicked, the muffled tones of the man accosting her ever present.]

Does it sound like I need some help?

[su_hana_maru]

[And that's all he needed for his calculations]

Got it.

[He hangs up abruptly and heads out of a warehouse toward her Dreamberry signal.]

[buildingreality]

[meanwhile, Ariadne is still trying to fend off her attackers - what was once one became three became six. Apparently if you got too physical against them, they ganged up against you: a lesson learned slightly too late.

[They still weren't getting too nasty, but she knew she'd have bruises on her fore and upper arms the next day, as well as a niggling reminder of Mal's projection.]

[su_hana_maru]

[He sighs when he comes upon the scene, not at all thrilled with having to deal with that many weirdos but knowing he can't not help at this point.]

Six on one? Really?

[buildingreality]

[she glances over to him - a complete unknown as far as things go, but at least he's better than nothing - and seems to silently plead for him to get them off her. Though she hasn't been stabbed yet, so this is still better than Mal.]

What's it to you? [their attention is dragged to him.] What have you been dreaming of lately?

[su_hana_maru]

New designs and features, mostly.

[This seems entirely apropos of nothing ... that is, until a trash-can-sized robot steps out from behind him, orienting its insect-like face on the assailants.]

Like adding guns to this guy, for example.

[It extends a hand, and the fingers are, quite obviously, projectile chambers.]

[buildingreality]

New designs- [Ariadne frowns, speaking largely to herself at the phrase. He sounds like someone she might want to speak with, even if their designs are nothing like the others. Her gaze follows the sound of the robot, brows rising slightly; she wonders for a moment if the thing's aim is actually good, or if she's going to find out if dying is a good kick.]

I am so sorry, I've been moving and then LJ's being stupid ;.;

[su_hana_maru]

[He just stares evenly at the assailants, seemingly completely confident that his little mechanical buddy will protect him. When one of them moves forward, the 'bot fires a warning shot at his feet and the sound echoes painfully in the closed-in streets.]

Don't worry at all - I had the same problems with LJ. ;;

[buildingreality]

[thankfully, its aim is good; Ariadne's nerves calm slightly, though she's still visibly wary. At the warning shot, the man holding her jumps slightly, allowing her to wrench herself from his looser grasp, and duck under the potential line of fire closer to her apparent saviour.]