>V I D E O_
[Oh, what's that? The device is on? The only way you can tell is that across what would be the black blank of the screen, alternately darker and lighter shadows are moving; there's definitely something being filmed, though it's hard to tell what. All you can make out, if you squint hard enough, is that the screen is in chaos.
Then the sound kicks in.]
KKZZZAAAP-- [This is also when the screen lights up thanks to the voltage from the communicator itself. Briefly illuminated: section of a long blade, caught in a freeze frame--]
--AAAAAAAAAAARGH!!
[The scream echoes for a long moment, obscuring the wet sound of tearing flesh and, underneath that, gasps that could be words.] Ahh... I... Master--
[Ringing silence; abruptly, something slams against the communicator, cutting everything off.]
[OOC: No replies, dead birdy is dead. Stabbed and nomm'd in the guts by a Riful in a dark alley near the hospital. The insides will be pretty much clean gone, the rest inexpertly hacked up in what looks like a rush job, bloody snow, the works! The unfortunate Pope Alessandro (
sancta_sedes) will be finding the body.]