Nov 02, 2011 16:57
[The video doesn't reveal much at first - just rooftops flying by. Actually, it's the one holding the Forge that's moving. And Helen's moving fast, trying to catch up with someone.]
Where the hell did he go?
[She stops at the very edge of a building, not even out of breath for all her exertion. Or maybe she's just holding, listening for the sound of-]
Ha!
[A horse galloping at full speed. Helen jumps down to the street below, closing in on the rider in the night.]
Hey! You forgot something!
[She holds the Forge out, getting a good shot of her grinning face and opposite arm, which is twisting like a drill bit. It spins as Helen flings the pumpkin forward.]
[She was hoping for a nice loud splat, but all you hear is silence.]
Did I get him?
[As soon as the question leaves her lips, the pumpkin is flung back in her direction, hitting her square in the face and knocking her off her feet. With a nice loud splat.]
Bastard! You're wasting perfectly good pumpkins!
!helen,
tabitha,
irene,
priscilla