[accidental video 006] death on the orient express
[The feed turns on as the device goes cluttering across the floor. The angle is odd, but it's quite easy to make out the sounds, make out the pictures on screen, make out what's going on. It might take a little figuring out, or a small tilt of your head, but the view is surprisingly good all things considered.
Even if the feed itself is a little sketchy, coming in and out of focus with the occasional flash of white noise.
Inside the train compartment - because that's clearly what this is showing - the lights are going crazy, flickering on and off as though random. The entire thing is shaking, the small glimpse of the window that can be seen in the corner of the screen is completely black, rippling.
Flashing lights - and it feels as though the glass around them explodes despite the fact that there's no explosion, despite the fact that the windows are intact, glass is flying everywhere, shards, sharp and deadly, start to fly across the screen, seeming to circle before the points all face one direction and --]
OZ, WATCH OUT!
[That might be when you notice there's a figure onscreen, familiar spiky blond hair. You might notice that Oz is standing there a moment before Gil's image flashes across the screen.
It's a race between the servant and the possessed shard - but pure desperation sends Gil bodily into Oz. He wraps his arms around him, curls up as best as he can and shields his young master with his body.
The glass slams into his back, tearing through his coat viscously, blood seeping through the dark material obvious even in the eery gloom.
Gil falls to his knees, taking Oz with him, grunting softly, and then he's looking backwards, looking back towards - no, past - the screen, eyes widening.]
Alice! Here, take Oz.
[He almost bodily hands Oz over to the Chain as he forces himself to his feet, grits his teeth and dives for the other side of the device, sending it spinning around as he jumps past. Unwittingly, the camera follows his movements and catches him just as his foot connects with Break's head, sending Break tumbling forwards.
The large shard of glass that had been heading in Break's direction - a deadly sharp piece of what was the size of a hand mirror - buries itself in Gil's chest, sends him sprawling backwards, onto the floor, body landing with a thump, bouncing and landing again.
His head is bent strangely back. There's blood seeping from his lips as he rasps out:]
Idiots… Keep your…eyes…op --
[A cough that goes right through his body, sprays the screen's edges with Gil's blood, and Gil's body stops moving as the light fades from his eyes completely.]
[[OOC: Death number 9 on the train. Dated to 6am EST.]]
Even if the feed itself is a little sketchy, coming in and out of focus with the occasional flash of white noise.
Inside the train compartment - because that's clearly what this is showing - the lights are going crazy, flickering on and off as though random. The entire thing is shaking, the small glimpse of the window that can be seen in the corner of the screen is completely black, rippling.
Flashing lights - and it feels as though the glass around them explodes despite the fact that there's no explosion, despite the fact that the windows are intact, glass is flying everywhere, shards, sharp and deadly, start to fly across the screen, seeming to circle before the points all face one direction and --]
OZ, WATCH OUT!
[That might be when you notice there's a figure onscreen, familiar spiky blond hair. You might notice that Oz is standing there a moment before Gil's image flashes across the screen.
It's a race between the servant and the possessed shard - but pure desperation sends Gil bodily into Oz. He wraps his arms around him, curls up as best as he can and shields his young master with his body.
The glass slams into his back, tearing through his coat viscously, blood seeping through the dark material obvious even in the eery gloom.
Gil falls to his knees, taking Oz with him, grunting softly, and then he's looking backwards, looking back towards - no, past - the screen, eyes widening.]
Alice! Here, take Oz.
[He almost bodily hands Oz over to the Chain as he forces himself to his feet, grits his teeth and dives for the other side of the device, sending it spinning around as he jumps past. Unwittingly, the camera follows his movements and catches him just as his foot connects with Break's head, sending Break tumbling forwards.
The large shard of glass that had been heading in Break's direction - a deadly sharp piece of what was the size of a hand mirror - buries itself in Gil's chest, sends him sprawling backwards, onto the floor, body landing with a thump, bouncing and landing again.
His head is bent strangely back. There's blood seeping from his lips as he rasps out:]
Idiots… Keep your…eyes…op --
[A cough that goes right through his body, sprays the screen's edges with Gil's blood, and Gil's body stops moving as the light fades from his eyes completely.]
[[OOC: Death number 9 on the train. Dated to 6am EST.]]