Sebast, I have something for you, providing you behaved yourself at the clinic. You did behave yourself, didn't you? I'll be disappointed to find out you've caused a ruckus.

... Everyone else survived their immunizations, I take it? We all seem to be well enough, for the most part. ♥

[It's not so much switched on, as hit on, the NOC meeting the wall with a smack and jerking to a video feed.]

Okay, so maybe I could've been nicer, but come on!

[Outside the clinic, hobbling again, Hannibal twists slightly to lean against the wall. With a sigh, he slides down carefully, lowering himself to sit on the floor with his right leg out ( Read more... )

The sky is going to cry again, but Sebast is happy voices are back.

[The screen rolls, toying with the NOC in his paw hands. Without opposable thumbs, it shifts as he firms his grasp. He watches when he's calm.]

Found toy. [Setting the NOC down in a prop, he dives under the couch, fishing out a box. It's worn and old. A paw gentle opens it, the ( Read more... )

Dear, dear ( Read more... )

Get a crash cart here, stat!

CLEAR!

}┼{white-noise of a blaring flat-line resounds across a sterile operating room, whilst a flock of nurses clutter around a statuesque form bound in black leathers head to toe. The man.. specter.. creature.. cadaver, remains unmoving after after the initial shock to it's lanky body.}┼{

It's no use, I can't get a ( Read more... )

[ The post opens on a thoughtful hum; after carefully listening to Junior Jenkins' most recent report, his interest in the creatures living outside the city limits seems to have increased tenfold. When he speaks, his soft voice is void of sympathy and compassion for the friends and families of those lost in the attack, but is that a twinge of ( Read more... )

... Hello?

[The voice that sounds over the device sounds... well, confused really. Very confused, and perhaps... just a touch strained.]

Is anyone else there? Can anyone hear me?

[There's a few clicks... Trying to see how many frequencies he can get with this]

Ah, where is it... I don't suppose anyone out there... maybe has a map? Or a compass ( Read more... )

[ The video feed flickers into life over an uneven hiss of white noise. For reasons known unto himself alone D has chosen to keep his apartment as dimly lit as possible; he rests his elbows on the tabletop, laces his taloned fingers together, and leans forwards a little way as to make sure that he can be seen in the gentle lamp-light. Mismatched ( Read more... )

...Looks like I'm flooded out.

[There's a crash, a bout of violent swearing, followed by four crashes of a rather large pistol, an odd sounding squeal, then silence. Which is shattered by the devil hunter's rather irate voice.]

What the living fuck!? Goddamned piece'a shit motherfuckers tried to bite my damned feet off, Christ!

[More grumbling, a bit of shifting about, ( Read more... )