[ accidental video ]
[The room that the broadcast shows is mostly dark, lit dimly by the evening sunlight coming in from a window. Tossed somewhere on the floor, the Forge is only catching glimpses of the action. Heine is in a corner, half of his body out of view, obviously tense even in the unclear video, with his back pressed against the wall. He looks strangely nervous, even afraid.
In front of him stands a girl, maybe nine or ten, with her back to the Forge. She's speaking quietly to him in a high-pitched childish voice, but most of the time her words are indistinguishable. Every once in a while, a few phrases can be picked out, all in the same vein. It's your fault. Mother loved you best. You could never help me. You killed me.
He makes a noise like he's going to scream, and it's almost ridiculous - a grown man terrified of a small girl.. As soon as the girl takes a step forward, he pushes himself backwards so quickly that his back makes a thud as he hits the wall. The girl keeps talking even as she gets nearer and he just stares at her, now more than nervous and more or less out of his mind. She reaches out slowly, almost leisurely, and wraps her tiny fingers around his throat and squeezes with what must be abnormal strength, because Heine chokes and is pushed still farther back, until his head and neck are out of view. A moment later he finally reacts, grabbing her arms and starting to push her away.
Kneeling in front of him now, the girl lets out a snarl and grabs his head to slam it against the wall so hard that the floor shakes. She's still talking, but much louder now, turning her murmurs into cries. Her hands dig into his neck and she pulls, bringing away a chunk of his flesh and splattering blood all around.
He's yelling now, too, blood running down his face, and the girl just laughs and screams. She strikes his chest hard enough to cause an audible crack when his ribs break, howling incoherently into his face as she tears at his eyes and chest. The girl laughs suddenly and hisses something into his ear just as his leg lashes out, accidentally kicking the Forge into a wall and (forcibly) ending the feed.
Several minutes later the feed starts again. This time it's just Heine, staring at something that the camera isn't catching and visibly shaking. He glances down at the device and swears under his breath.
The Forge meets the wall again a second later.]
[[ooc: replies will be far and few between, because he kind of broke his forge. whoops.]]
In front of him stands a girl, maybe nine or ten, with her back to the Forge. She's speaking quietly to him in a high-pitched childish voice, but most of the time her words are indistinguishable. Every once in a while, a few phrases can be picked out, all in the same vein. It's your fault. Mother loved you best. You could never help me. You killed me.
He makes a noise like he's going to scream, and it's almost ridiculous - a grown man terrified of a small girl.. As soon as the girl takes a step forward, he pushes himself backwards so quickly that his back makes a thud as he hits the wall. The girl keeps talking even as she gets nearer and he just stares at her, now more than nervous and more or less out of his mind. She reaches out slowly, almost leisurely, and wraps her tiny fingers around his throat and squeezes with what must be abnormal strength, because Heine chokes and is pushed still farther back, until his head and neck are out of view. A moment later he finally reacts, grabbing her arms and starting to push her away.
Kneeling in front of him now, the girl lets out a snarl and grabs his head to slam it against the wall so hard that the floor shakes. She's still talking, but much louder now, turning her murmurs into cries. Her hands dig into his neck and she pulls, bringing away a chunk of his flesh and splattering blood all around.
He's yelling now, too, blood running down his face, and the girl just laughs and screams. She strikes his chest hard enough to cause an audible crack when his ribs break, howling incoherently into his face as she tears at his eyes and chest. The girl laughs suddenly and hisses something into his ear just as his leg lashes out, accidentally kicking the Forge into a wall and (forcibly) ending the feed.
Several minutes later the feed starts again. This time it's just Heine, staring at something that the camera isn't catching and visibly shaking. He glances down at the device and swears under his breath.
The Forge meets the wall again a second later.]
[[ooc: replies will be far and few between, because he kind of broke his forge. whoops.]]