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THIS IS THE BEST IDEA EVER

Nov 25, 2011 23:50

Where: The outskirts of the city
When: Evening
Who: Aisling and Trevor
What: Panic, small children and SCIENCE VS MAGIC.Spoiler: Science wins.
Warnings: Kidnapping, fighting, slight blood but we have bandaids don't worry.

( Trevor is always socially acceptable )

[aeon flux] trevor goodchild, [the secret of kells] aisling

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lovethedemiurge November 26 2011, 04:59:59 UTC

Trevor didn't forget; he never forgets. This girl decided to mock him so openly and after attempting a simple blood sample. He didn't even wish to wipe her memory or imprison her, no. He knew those were moot.

But he knew he had to take care of this problem before it exacerbated the situation. He knew damn well something had to be done with this girl.

The best plan would be discreet about it. No minions, no military operations, just send a damn worm underground to take the little brat and lock her away, send a more agreeable clone out there.

The machine begins tracking the creature's path, searching, searching...

visionofwords November 26 2011, 05:05:07 UTC

The little magic box was out. How did she turn this stupid thing on again? Scowling at the buttons as if she could somehow glare the inanimate object into revealing its secrets, she turned the device this way and that. Most of the time it just turned on from a simple knock... But after smacking the stupid thing a few times, she settles for playing with the buttons.

Which one was the on one?

... She paused, lifting her head. ... Something didn't feel right... Dropping the device for a moment, she pressed her head to the earth, where a disconcerting sound was starting to become more and more obvious.

lovethedemiurge November 26 2011, 05:19:09 UTC

The ground rumbles some more as the machine drills through the ground towards the surface. It had a damn mission and damnit if it wasn't gonna fulfill it.

Bursting through the surface, it observes its surroundings through its single red eye.

visionofwords November 26 2011, 05:29:27 UTC

... Well that's not good. The girl leaped back, staring in a mixture of fascination and terror at this... metal monstrosity. No, it wasn't anything like Optimus, not in the slightest. It was fairly clear to Aisling that whatever this thing was, it wasn't alive.

The shape was far too unfortunately familiar, the single glaring eye, though red, harkening back to something far more sinister to the girl. The only thing that kept her from descending into pure mindless panic was the lack of that freezing cold, energy draining sensation of dread.

Nevertheless, she wasn't going to stick around to fight it out with this thing. In an instant, she was on all fours, attempting to dart away in the opposite direction.

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