"001" [ VIDEO ] Cleverly Filtered

[deathknellgrell]

How does this work again? I'm to speak into it?

[ The video feed is shaky, as is the speaker's voice. This is just another introduction, from yet another hapless victim of the Core.

Or - not. This is Grell Sutcliff, but in disguise. Face, voice, hair, eyes, even the teeth are different. To an observer, this is no immortal soul reaper; this

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Voice

[ysobritish]

The monsters only come out at night. As long as you're in a warded building, they won't get you.

...you were seriously scared by a cat?

[That better not be one of his Ocelot's.]

Voice

[deathknellgrell]

[ Very slightly indignantly ]

I-I saw something moving. I didn't know it was a cat! But, but, but cats can be scary. They've got those sharp claws - and teeth!

Voice

[ysobritish]

So they do. But if you're nice to them, most cats won't blindly attack you. Sure, you'll get some unintentional scratches, but that's about it.

It's nothing to be afraid of unless they get into an artery.

Voice

[deathknellgrell]

How can one be nice to a cat? They're such standoffish creatures!

[ Audibly gulps - and then his voice is hoarse with fear ]

An artery? A cat can DO that? Oh goodness gracious!

[cowboy_newsie]

Would you calm down? Get indoors and you'll be safe.

[deathknellgrell]

Calm down? In a city full of monsters? How on earth?

[cowboy_newsie]

They're not deadly. You can fight them or hide from them.

[deathknellgrell]

F-fight? I'm rubbish at that, I'm afraid. I believe I'll hide, if that's all right with you.

Er. Where should I hide?

[deathknellgrell]

[ Hears a voice. Unable to see where it's coming from. Looks all around.

And then, finally, up ]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!!

Oh goodness gracious, it's a WOLF! A talking wolf!

[ Commences running about in circles ]

[deathknellgrell]

[ FLEES! And, naturally, trips and falls. Gazes up in ABSOLUTE TERROR at the wolf! ]

DON'T HURT ME, PLEASE!!!

Audio;

[psyd_seward]

Pardon, Sir.

[Or at least he....thought this person sounded like a sir. A little nerve-wracked, and thus higher pitched than normal, but..A sir nonetheless.]

Are you..alright? In need of assistance?

[He knows that sound: Terror underlined with displacement. It was something he'd once experienced upon coming to the Port himself.

As he'd been preoccupying his time in his office listening to the feed via radiotelegraphy it was pleading that did him in.

He couldn't help but respond.]

Audio;

[deathknellgrell]

[ If Grell were anything but a consummate actress, Seward might have been able to hear the passion in his voice. Passion that had crossed over from love into hate. ]

I'm not all right, I'm not all right at all! I'm just... I'm so...

Audio;

[psyd_seward]

Please, don't be afraid. I mean you no harm. My name is Dr. Seward.

You're fortunate in that you've arrived before the sirens...

[And swiftly checking the newsfeed to see when those were supposed to have happened...Oh. About an hour ago, actually.]

You'd best get inside.

Audio;

[deathknellgrell]

Inside. Oh yes. One of the - greeters, I think, told me about the towers. I'll just head over--

[ There's the sound of footsteps ]

I... see something moving...

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

[video]

[angelify]

Calm down, calm down.

Are you at the baseball diamond?

[video]

[deathknellgrell]

That's what everybody says, but I just can't! I'm sorry!

I beg your pardon, the what? I seem to be in - some sort of field. There's writing on the walls all about.

[action]

[angelify]

[What's that sound suddenly behind you, not-Grell? A wing beating against the wind and the sound of something landing in the grass?]

Help's easy to find. I can get you to safety.

[action]

[deathknellgrell]

[ Hears a friendly-sounding voice behind him and turns ]

Oh! You're an angel!

THAT MEANS I'VE DIED, OH GOD HELP ME!