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[lastyears_model]

[ The feed has only picked up by accident, perhaps in her panic she accidentally hit it and caused it to flick on. Either way on the screen, which has fallen sideways, Elena is sitting with the lights in her apartment off save for something off in the distance, although the light is flickering

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[lastyears_model]

[ She jumps at the voice since she wasn't aware her communicator was on, it takes her a long moment to find it in her current state but when she does, she clicks it on to speak into it. ]

Ezio? [ She recognizes the voice, surprisingly. Pausing for a moment, she goes on. ] I'm surrounded.

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Ezio! [ Her voice sounds rather urgent, if not riddled with worry. ] No! What if you can't get past them!?

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Wait! Fuck-! [ Will rounds being fired suffice for answering your question? She fires off a few shots at what she assumes is a descendant clamoring about her apartment, in reality it's just something falling from one of the broken shelves. ]

How the hell did they get here?! [ After a moment she realizes he asked her for her room number. ] 307!

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[ Her room looks like a hellhole, or a scene taken from a bad horror flick with everything broken and things all over the place, she startles at the door and aims her gun at Ezio! ]

Close the door! [ She's urgent in her demand, frantic even. ] They'll be attracted to the light! (That one little light, flickering and trying to stay alive? Yeah. That one.) ]

hdfkja damn you fail html. ;;

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What do you mean, who?! They- Them-The descendants! They're all over the Goddamned place! [ Yeah she's only a little crazy right now, enjoy that Ezio. It's just for you! ]

we can ... fail together?

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... They're gone?

[ Unfortunately the small moment of sanity is interrupted when she hears something (the shelf finally giving way and crashing to the floor.) With a push of her foot she's cramped herself in the corner of her apartment even deeper, turning to aim her gun in the direction the shelf had been ]

Damn it! They're still-! [ But she doesn't seen anything this time. Just hearing them, it seems. ] Ezio get down before one of 'em leaps out at you or something, Jesus!

At least we'll be together! ♥

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How can you not see them!? [ She motions, although vaguely, to the descendant bodies she's apparently got lying around her room. Unfortunately, the "bodies" are couch cushions and pillows strewn about her room - now with stylish bullet holes through them. ] They're everywhere!

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Ngh-! [ She reaches her hand toward the "descendant" as though worried it might spring to life, but finds that it remains lying still as though dead. Sighing lightly, she closes her eyes and presses her back to the wall. ]

At least that one is dead.