[video]
[the camera clicks on and is unfocused at first-- something black is obscuring it. After a moment, the person steps away, looking satisfied; it's a tall, average-build blond man with shallow blue eyes. There's something distinctly unnatural about them. His entire body is hidden in a long black cloak and there's a bell hanging around his neck.]
Ah, I knew I could get this damned thing to work after a few moments of toying with it. [He clears his throat a little, as if officially starting now.]
Hello, little community. I'm not certain exactly what it is that you are, but little Shia seems rather fond of you. I'm contacting you on her behalf, you see.
It's so strange, though, speaking of Shia; I could've sworn that, the last I saw of her, she was dead, her remains left in the clutches of... a beast. Tell me, community, was it he that has returned her to life?
[He hesitates a bit before continuing, cold smile still firmly in place.] If so, I'd like to thank you, beast. You've brought her right back into my hands. Excellent work. Oh-- [He feigns concern for a brief moment.] Please don't blame yourself for sending her home to me; I would've found her eventually, no matter where it was that you placed her. So, really, even keeping her right beneath your nose was rather pointless.
[He breaks back into his unfeeling smile.]
Ah, I suppose her little friends will be concerned about her, won't you? Well, I assure you, Shia is in very capable hands. She's alive and well; better than she's ever been, in fact. [He beckons off screen.] Shia! Come and say hello to your little friends. We needn't worry them.
[There's a pause and a crunching of snow, and then Shia steps into the light; she turns to face the camera. Her head is hung slightly, bangs obscuring her eyes. Red blood stains drip down her chin and down the front of her otherwise snow white dress. Her voice is very soft and devoid of emotion.]
Hello, friends.
[The blond man breaks into a vicious grin, petting her hair like a proud pet owner. She turns to look at him and then back to the camera, her eyes finally coming into light; instead of brown, they're now garnet red and sharp, shallow and unfeeling like her companion's.]
It was a shame, really, the lengths I had to go to to restore her to her natural behavior. But just look at her now. [He grins, baring white fangs at the camera.] Good as new. Better.
[Shia speaks again.]
I was always in denial of my true nature-- what I am and always was. What I always will be. [She lifts a hand to her face, touching the blood lightly and holding her hand out to the camera. Her head tilts just slightly, a frightening, fanged smile of her own spreading across her small face.] But now I know. Now it's right. I'm in my true place-- my true purpose. To give humans and others like them misery.
[The man laughs.] Isn't she darling? Ah, but we have important business to attend to-- Shia has quite a lot of catching up to do. Many wasted years. I'm afraid that we must cut our message short.
[He waves grandly, Shia giving a half-wave of her own.] Farewell, community; oh, and, beast. Didn't I tell you... [He pets Shia again, smiling smugly into the camera.] Shia... is the property of the underworld. My property. And I don't take kindly to nasty things like yourself trying to steal from me; do try not to make that mistake again.
[The video cuts off.]
((Sorry for length. This post is forward-dated to about 4 AM. Klaus came and got Shia in the middle of the night as soon as the festivities quieted down. Klaus and Shia will both be responding to comments, but mostly Klaus. Basically, he's shut off everything that made her behave humanely-- her sympathy, caring, love. He's blocked it all off to make her behave as he believes she should. She's not going to say what sort of creature the blood came from, and neither am I. Shia will be acting like this for an indefinite amount of time-- she's also still fully able to use all of her abilities, including worldhopping, so, if you piss Klaus off, they are fully capable of coming after your ass (that is, with OOC permission first ♥ )
Have fun with your new little demon friends. Merry Christmas. ;) ))
Ah, I knew I could get this damned thing to work after a few moments of toying with it. [He clears his throat a little, as if officially starting now.]
Hello, little community. I'm not certain exactly what it is that you are, but little Shia seems rather fond of you. I'm contacting you on her behalf, you see.
It's so strange, though, speaking of Shia; I could've sworn that, the last I saw of her, she was dead, her remains left in the clutches of... a beast. Tell me, community, was it he that has returned her to life?
[He hesitates a bit before continuing, cold smile still firmly in place.] If so, I'd like to thank you, beast. You've brought her right back into my hands. Excellent work. Oh-- [He feigns concern for a brief moment.] Please don't blame yourself for sending her home to me; I would've found her eventually, no matter where it was that you placed her. So, really, even keeping her right beneath your nose was rather pointless.
[He breaks back into his unfeeling smile.]
Ah, I suppose her little friends will be concerned about her, won't you? Well, I assure you, Shia is in very capable hands. She's alive and well; better than she's ever been, in fact. [He beckons off screen.] Shia! Come and say hello to your little friends. We needn't worry them.
[There's a pause and a crunching of snow, and then Shia steps into the light; she turns to face the camera. Her head is hung slightly, bangs obscuring her eyes. Red blood stains drip down her chin and down the front of her otherwise snow white dress. Her voice is very soft and devoid of emotion.]
Hello, friends.
[The blond man breaks into a vicious grin, petting her hair like a proud pet owner. She turns to look at him and then back to the camera, her eyes finally coming into light; instead of brown, they're now garnet red and sharp, shallow and unfeeling like her companion's.]
It was a shame, really, the lengths I had to go to to restore her to her natural behavior. But just look at her now. [He grins, baring white fangs at the camera.] Good as new. Better.
[Shia speaks again.]
I was always in denial of my true nature-- what I am and always was. What I always will be. [She lifts a hand to her face, touching the blood lightly and holding her hand out to the camera. Her head tilts just slightly, a frightening, fanged smile of her own spreading across her small face.] But now I know. Now it's right. I'm in my true place-- my true purpose. To give humans and others like them misery.
[The man laughs.] Isn't she darling? Ah, but we have important business to attend to-- Shia has quite a lot of catching up to do. Many wasted years. I'm afraid that we must cut our message short.
[He waves grandly, Shia giving a half-wave of her own.] Farewell, community; oh, and, beast. Didn't I tell you... [He pets Shia again, smiling smugly into the camera.] Shia... is the property of the underworld. My property. And I don't take kindly to nasty things like yourself trying to steal from me; do try not to make that mistake again.
[The video cuts off.]
((Sorry for length. This post is forward-dated to about 4 AM. Klaus came and got Shia in the middle of the night as soon as the festivities quieted down. Klaus and Shia will both be responding to comments, but mostly Klaus. Basically, he's shut off everything that made her behave humanely-- her sympathy, caring, love. He's blocked it all off to make her behave as he believes she should. She's not going to say what sort of creature the blood came from, and neither am I. Shia will be acting like this for an indefinite amount of time-- she's also still fully able to use all of her abilities, including worldhopping, so, if you piss Klaus off, they are fully capable of coming after your ass (that is, with OOC permission first ♥ )
Have fun with your new little demon friends. Merry Christmas. ;) ))