Jun 06, 2011 18:45
[The tablet comes on as something strikes it hard with a vicious...quack, knocking it askew and showing an off-kilter view of Anna's apartment.]
I KNEW IT. IKNEWIT IKNEWIT IKNEWIT
[Anna is standing in a battle-crouch in the middle of her small living room, wielding a straw broom with a vengeful look in her eye. In the background is a large crate, reinforced with chicken wire, that looks as if it's been blown apart from within.]
[A tiny, fast-moving, floofy object arrows at her face (which along with her arms is sporting a number of painful-looking welts,) and she swings the broom, connecting with a WHUMP and sending the avian projectile crashing through the large window opposite with an explosion of fluffy yellow down. It drifts down lazily around her, settling gently on her head and shoulders as the viewers are treated to a colorful stream of Enochian imprecations and more wereducklings form up to divebomb her from near the ceiling.]
Fucking Greek-ass sonsofbitches, one of these days I'm gonna--EEEP!
[Yeah, she's just been painfully goosed by a commando team of stealth ducklings that crept up behind her.]
!supernatural: anna milton [✗],
marvel: laura kinney