[ The light is flickering, but the video still shows Tessa, armed with a vase full of flowers carried like a baseball bat, creeping through the youth center. ]

Tim? Mr Morgan, Miss Faith?

[ Walking slowly, continually looking around. ]I should think being in groups would be favourable. I wouldn't wish to die at the hands of an angel, or the ( Read more... )

I had almost forgotten to say it [ because she's been holed up in the library or her room ] but I am glad that everyone is back to their usual selves, and I hope that no lasting damage has occured to anyone.

Personally, I was unaffected this time, [ perhaps because she wasn't human to begin with. The thought makes a dark look cross her face ] but ( Read more... )

There has been a great influx of people, has there not? I read about this happening, of course, but it is still rather-- impressive to see. [ Impressive is not what she really means. Try scary, or worrisome. ]

So people from all kinds of worlds come here, yes? Certainly, there are some I would rather like seeing, but--

[ She thinks better of it ( Read more... )

[ The image shows Tessa with rather blue hair, writing a letter titled "dear aunt Harriet". It zooms in to make it easier to follow what Tessa is writing. ]... tried Changing, but the colour stays the same no matter who I Become. And is it not strange that I considered the option and went ahead with it as well, when previously I was so wary of it? ( Read more... )

[ The feed turns on to reveal Tessa pressed against the wall of a small room, her arms spread out to the side and above her head, cuffed to the wall. The video just about shows that at least one of the walls is full of long and sharp spikes and slowly but steadily coming closer ( Read more... )

"-- angel."

[ There's a girl standing by the carousel who's not been there a second ago. She's holding something in her hands, clutched to her chest.

She turns, wide-eyed. ]

Jem? Jem?

[ Her hold on the figurine in her hands tightens and she presses her back against the edge of the carousel, flattening herself against it. ]

Mortmain. [ The ( Read more... )