[Open] Elvish Camp Log.

[scorchedevents]

Who: Anyone marked for dinner by the elves.
When: August 12th - 13th
Where: The Elvish Camp, in the far mist.
Format: Setup is Action. As for the rest, do what you like.
What: Welcome to Mist Camp. For lunch we're having... you.
Warnings: SEE THE ANSWER TO "WHAT

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The Animal Pen

[scorchedevents]

[From the shadow, you see a young man-- you believe. Tall and wiry, there is blood trailing down his cheeks from his eyes, from the corners of his mouth. ...he doesn't seem concerned.]

[Behind him walks another young man, bleeding just as profusely.]

[Between them, they carry the corpse of an overweight, nude anatolian man. ]

[Silently, and with no apparent remorse, they toss the corpse into the animal pen and walk away.]

[watchonthewall]

[He's seen nothing like some of these creatures. Even in the stories that old men and women told, tales of wights and White Walkers, there was no mention of some of the creatures in those pens.]

Steady.

[Jon doesn't glance down at the direwolf to know he'll obey the whispered command. Normally he needn't even speak it, but some of the animals are recognizable, the direwolves in particular. Truth be told, Jon could use a moment to steady himself as well. The last thing he remembers is riding out beyond the wall with his brothers. The next thing he remembers is waking up in a cage, feeling slow and sick.]

[He senses an approach, crouches down and grips Longclaw's hilt. But these strange...men(?) don't notice him They just toss the corpse and leave. And Jon knows it's a corpse, doesn't bother to go over and check. He can smell it from there.]

Ghost?

[His eyes go wide when he finds his direwolf gone, vanished as silently and suddenly as his namesake. He returns quickly enough, but with a human hand hanging from his mouth. Jon sighs.

[atonementsucks]

[Since separating from Sebastian, Angel had spied quite a few interesting things around the camp. Most of them came in the form of the long, lean captors with weapons like he'd never seen before, and appetites like he unfortunately had. The rest were the Scorched - people he'd seen before, people he... well, he'd seen most of them. Lurking around a lot had that advantage.]

[What he doesn't recognize and certainly didn't expect to see here is a massive white beast lingering near the edge of the camp. If it belonged to the people that brought them here, it looked awfully out of place.]

[His senses are still dulled, so he approaches cautiously.]

[samianscar]

[senses dulled all around, old bean. 'Cause counter-lurking around the last camp's-edge corner, Spike collides straight into Angel.]

[atonementsucks]

[he could really do without the dulled senses if he's just going to run into people like that. for a split second he looks ready to fight, until he realizes who it is.]

[...he still looks a little ready though, let's be honest.]

Spike?

[samianscar]

[drops his own attack stance and nods curtly, as if they've just bumped into each other over crudités at a staff meeting.]

Angel.

[suddenly lunges forward as to knock them both to the ground.]

[ooc: will Angel interpret as an attack and throw Spike past him into the animal pen, or did Spike think he saw an elf enter line of sight behind Angel's back? (whether or not there really is one?)]

[atonementsucks]

[kind of not the greeting he was expecting, but then he hadn't expected to wake up in a cage today, either. in any event, he can't quite dodge, so he goes down. but he makes sure to get a good grip on Spike's sleeve as he does.]

[What the hell are you doing is the next thing that comes to mind, but more importantly-]

...ow?

[and that's about when it occurs to him that there was probably a reason for it. he looks to Spike, awaiting an explanation. a good one.]

[samianscar]

[Spike makes a Shush! face. He rolls off Angel just enough so Angel can get a look at the elf who'd strolled into line of sight some distance away. Its attention was on the animals, somehow still missing the not-at-all-homoerotically-piled vampires, barely in shadow.]