sixth reflection || [video]

[not_her_path]

[Heather's face swims into view, the wavering motion of the mirror's camera similar to that of Blair Witch Project or Cloverfield. Her eyes are dilated and there is a desperate, fierce set to her lips

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[action]

[not_her_path]

[Heather is lurching cautiously around the mall, her feet not quite supporting her weight properly. Her eyes are round and wide with the horrors she sees as well as the effects of Crane's wonder-drug. She clasps, ironically, a folding chair that she 'borrowed' from the mall's food court. It won't be much good against the monsters she sees roaming anywhere, but it's better than nothing.]

((Feel free to post actions to Heather here.))

[Action]

[shadowride]

[It doesn't take long for Celty to find her, and the Dullahan slows to a stop at a relatively safe distance, easily within sight but not quite so easy to reach.

An unecessary precaution, perhaps, but one that makes her feel better nonetheless. This girl seems crazed.

She takes out her phone, and glances down to type a message.]

[action]

[not_her_path]

[The teen is making her way uncertainly in Celty's direction. She will come upon the Dullahan in mere moments if the biker doesn't move.]

[Action]

[shadowride]

[And Celty holds her ground, attention divided between typing and watching Heather with a sort of wariness. A moment more, and she turns to screen so the teen can see it.]

-Are you alright?-

[action] If you're going to disengage, now's your chance!

[not_her_path]

[Heather sees Celty and freezes in her stumbling walk. There is something wrong about the light in her eyes. She doesn't appear to see the biker for who she really is. The girl's hand tightens on the chair leg as she raises it. Surprisingly, she doesn't say anything. Heather is a fairly silent fighter and doesn't offer challenges.]

[Text] Unfortunately, Celty's never been good about hightailing it. xD;

[shadowride]

[Celty cocks her helmet in a curious manner, though she does shift her stance a bit. Just in case.

She doesn't see any monsters though, except maybe herself, and somehow she is fairly certain Heather hadn't been referring to anyone headless...

What's going on?]

[not_her_path]

[Heather takes a wild swing with her makeshift weapon, her drugged state making the attack wide and useless. She stumbles, then tries for Celty again, grunting with effort. The teen's eyes are wild and distant, seeing things that aren't truly there.]

....and that previous one was supposed to be action.

[shadowride]

[Celty jerks back at the sudden movements, but nowhere near far enough. So she ducks at the same time, sweeping a leg out to hopefully catch the younger's legs.]

[not_her_path]

[Normally Heather would have stood a chance against the attack, but in her current condition she goes down with a startled yelp. Groaning she tilts to look up at Celty, trying desperately to scramble back as she swipes with her temporary weapon.]

[shadowride]

[Celty's halfway through standing from her crouch when the chair leg clips her on the shoulder then strikes the helmet. Said helmet, not having anything to keep it on, goes flying, clattering to the ground several feet away and exposing the place her head should be.

Instead of a head, though, only black smoke rises from a stump of a neck.

She doesn't allow this exposure to so much as slow her down, however, as the arm with the unharmed shoulder flashes up to try and grab the chair leg.]

[not_her_path]

[Fortunately or unfortunately, Heather can't see a head or lack of head, but still continues to see the grotesque and twisted form of one of the creatures from Claudia's mind.

She stares, transfixed with disbelief, as what appears to be one of those distorted monsters picks up the chair leg she was using as a weapon. Heather stares at Celty, distraught.]

They never used weapons before!

[Her muted shout cracks as she gets to her feet and gets ready to face this impossible creature with her own fists.]

[shadowride]

[Celty herself skitters back quickly, trying to read the situation. The chair leg clatters to the ground when Heather rises, though. The Dullahan has never been one to beat delusional teens (to her recollection)(unless they were really annoying).

Maybe if she can knock the girl out...]

[not_her_path]

[Heather swallows anxiously, and puts her hands up as she's seen boxers do on TV. She's not at all an expert in this form of combat, but she will do anything she needs to to stay alive. She waits for Celty to make the first move.]

[shadowride]

[And move Celty does, after a few moments, darting forward and aiming to give Heather a pretty hefty knock to the head.]

[not_her_path]

[The teenager barely dodges the blow in time, hopping back awkwardly enough to almost lose her balance and fall once again. She teeters, then solidifies her stance, eyes darting to her fallen weapon.]

[action]

[needling]

[ Shit. Kanji had heard about the attacks on the city, but he hadn't expected Heather to get wrapped up in them too. And all while he was running around doing his own thing. He really needed to keep a closer eye on her or something. He did promise he'd protect her.

Besides, they needed each other, especially in a situation like this.

Running into the mall, he starts searching, not wanting to waste any time. ]

Heather!