♠ || oo8 // Video
Hai, hai, it's going to be impossible to get the blood out of this thing.
[The voice comes from offscreen, as whoever it is is behind the feed. It is difficult to tell exactly where the feed itself is recording, only that it is just within the Adstringendum city limits. The only thing in view is a battered, bloody, rumpled lump of Zuko laying in the center of the feed.]
[It is difficult to tell if he's alive, or if he's dead - or if he's even undead - given from the way that he's propped against a slab of bloodstained wall. The unfortunate thing is that that the feed is not going to really give anyone watching it long enough to decide which. Not ten seconds into the feed, something rustles beneath his cloaks, and the body starts to slump slightly before it literally explodes into two separate pieces as a rush of black butterflies emerges from the meat, muscle, and gore.]
[Everything is coated in dark, coagulated blood - dead man's blood - and whatever remains of Zuko slumps into a squelching heap.]
[The cloud of butterflies hover over the mess in a frenzied sort of warm, flicking bits of blood from their wings. From somewhere offscreen, there comes a quiet hum and the click of shoes as Tyki comes into view, adjusting his hat onto his head - the same hat which will apparently be impossible to clean later.]
Tease. [He holds out both gloved palms.] Come.
[And just as the butterflies had rushed out of the body, they make another rush for him - creating a dark, wispy streak as they sweep into his palms. As soon as the last butterfly disappears, he turns his gaze onto the feed and offers it a dark sort of look.]
Consider it my civic duty.
[Abruptly, the feed ends.]
[[NOTE: Forward-dated to after this]]
[The voice comes from offscreen, as whoever it is is behind the feed. It is difficult to tell exactly where the feed itself is recording, only that it is just within the Adstringendum city limits. The only thing in view is a battered, bloody, rumpled lump of Zuko laying in the center of the feed.]
[It is difficult to tell if he's alive, or if he's dead - or if he's even undead - given from the way that he's propped against a slab of bloodstained wall. The unfortunate thing is that that the feed is not going to really give anyone watching it long enough to decide which. Not ten seconds into the feed, something rustles beneath his cloaks, and the body starts to slump slightly before it literally explodes into two separate pieces as a rush of black butterflies emerges from the meat, muscle, and gore.]
[Everything is coated in dark, coagulated blood - dead man's blood - and whatever remains of Zuko slumps into a squelching heap.]
[The cloud of butterflies hover over the mess in a frenzied sort of warm, flicking bits of blood from their wings. From somewhere offscreen, there comes a quiet hum and the click of shoes as Tyki comes into view, adjusting his hat onto his head - the same hat which will apparently be impossible to clean later.]
Tease. [He holds out both gloved palms.] Come.
[And just as the butterflies had rushed out of the body, they make another rush for him - creating a dark, wispy streak as they sweep into his palms. As soon as the last butterfly disappears, he turns his gaze onto the feed and offers it a dark sort of look.]
Consider it my civic duty.
[Abruptly, the feed ends.]
[[NOTE: Forward-dated to after this]]