Video post 003 Ѽ For whom the bells toll [Accidental]
[The video feed starts with the view of the inside of a hand, the whistling of the wind almost covering the sound of quick footsteps. The sound of feet against rooftop tiles changes to the creaking sound of wood as Desmond drops down from his path to the streets using crates by the building he's on top of. He lands into the dark alleyway with a crouch, the Dreamberry slipping from his hand enough to show his other hand flat against the concrete of the street. As he stands up, he feels something wet and sticky on his hand and he raises the Dreamberry, using the light of the screen to check what's on his hand, still unaware that his device is recording.]
What the fuck....
[His hand is covered with blood and the first thing he does is to light up the alleyway with the light stick he's always been carrying in his backpack. The sight is grim, even if it's not show on the network.]
O-oh....shit....
[Careful steps are taken and the Dreamberry catches the view of green hair matted with blood, but Desmond's apparent destination lies ahead. He kneels down beside what seems to be another body and he drops his Dreamberry as he breathes in nervously. It's obvious that he knows the other victim and the feed only shows him frowning as he leans forward. Desmond pushes the brown strands that hides the face of the woman laying in a pool of blood even though he's pretty sure of who this is. He gasps before he leans back, sitting on his heels as he closes his eyes, his jawline setting into a hard line.]
No....fuck....
[He stays there for an instant, as if frozen by the sight. But in truth, Desmond is calculating how deep in shit he is. As per usual, he's wearing his Hidden Blade and he's now covered with Tifa's blood. There's no way he's not going to be suspected now. Part of him just wants to flee the scene, but he knows the brunette deserves better than being abandoned in a dark alley. And so he draws in a long breath before his voice echoes between the brick walls around him]
HELP! SOMEBODY, HELP!
[OOC: Feel free to assume that more of Daniella's victims showed up on the feed and recognize them. Both video and action reaction are welcome!]
What the fuck....
[His hand is covered with blood and the first thing he does is to light up the alleyway with the light stick he's always been carrying in his backpack. The sight is grim, even if it's not show on the network.]
O-oh....shit....
[Careful steps are taken and the Dreamberry catches the view of green hair matted with blood, but Desmond's apparent destination lies ahead. He kneels down beside what seems to be another body and he drops his Dreamberry as he breathes in nervously. It's obvious that he knows the other victim and the feed only shows him frowning as he leans forward. Desmond pushes the brown strands that hides the face of the woman laying in a pool of blood even though he's pretty sure of who this is. He gasps before he leans back, sitting on his heels as he closes his eyes, his jawline setting into a hard line.]
No....fuck....
[He stays there for an instant, as if frozen by the sight. But in truth, Desmond is calculating how deep in shit he is. As per usual, he's wearing his Hidden Blade and he's now covered with Tifa's blood. There's no way he's not going to be suspected now. Part of him just wants to flee the scene, but he knows the brunette deserves better than being abandoned in a dark alley. And so he draws in a long breath before his voice echoes between the brick walls around him]
HELP! SOMEBODY, HELP!
[OOC: Feel free to assume that more of Daniella's victims showed up on the feed and recognize them. Both video and action reaction are welcome!]