// 006. [vid▒o]
[Green fills the Forgescreen (Spike’s if you look for that sort of thing). Zooming out, it's green and grey (or is that st▒tic?) the climb of ivy up the side of a modest looking cottage. And behind it, penned in by a small wrought iron gate, is a garden. (Zoom in!) Green again. (Out.) The gate's circle is broken in places, and moving toward
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I warned her. I gave her a chance.
[No, not "her". It. He ducks down back into the camera's line of sight.]
Is everyone all right? Tell me where you are.
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We're on the outskirts of residential dist▒▒▒t three. I'm ...hit but ▓▓▓s
▓▒▒▓▓▒ gone.
[...]
Her. [?]
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[he can understand that much, but the rest is a blur of static.]
You're cutting out. You can explain the rest in person.
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[The Forge seems to cut out as the ivy tangles in itself and reaches toward whatever it's reaching toward. It's almost unnoticeable, but she's looking down (watching them fall) at the little red droplets and the foliage that shivers in receipt.
She can't help but shiver in response. And remember one too many movies about creepy children in creepy places, like wells and caves and ...is that Spike's voice?]
[ooc: I'm leaving Merry an in if she wants to respond anywhere as Spike - I'm keeping it vague so he can be fine, injured, whatever she decides! We can handwave that if it's cool with all involved? Because I know some hiatuses are happening.]
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[For a brief moment he's frozen in place, afraid for them, afraid for Freya. But he doesn't stay frozen. Because he knows Arthur won't be either.
He takes the forge with him as he races to the stables. He'll need a horse. His eyes land on Priscilla's.
Hopefully, she's fast.]
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What ▒▒s that the Mist or so▒et▒▒ng ▒▒s▒
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[Her voice is flat, but urgent. Somehow.]
Are you well? Where are you?
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[The scratches are bad, but not as terrible as they could have been. Fingers pressing to stop the blood flow (is the ivy moving where the blood meets the ground?) and suddenly.]
---still in one piece, and Spi-- (Is that a growl? Or static that just sounds like one?)
--he was just ▒▒▒▒▒
Dammit.
[Calling off forge now, just once before heading back around the other side of the building. It flew off. It did. Didn't it? How many more bullets are left? How many would it take to drop that ...thing? She's not sure if she hit it at all when she fired. And Spike? It's just as likely he's having a smoke as it is he's taking a surprise trip courtesy of Winged Panther Air of Anatole.]
Spike?
[Quietly - in between uneven breaths - back to Rafaela:]
▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓
th▒▒k it ▓▒▒w off toward the r▓ins. Watch out for it, will you? Did you get a look at it?
[Because while she did, but it was really fast and up close and someone on the outside may have caught something she ( ... )
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[ What was that? ]
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Sir. [sharp breath] Some kind of winged...
...cat.
[There's a slight stoppage to the bloodflow with the pressure she's applied to her arm, but it's going to be almost impossible to shoot again if she has to. She's already feeling dizzy. Well, thankfully this wall is here for her to lean on, because fuck it, she's going to look for Spike anyway.]
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Where?
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[she knows one of their names, anyway.]
...Arthur. Was ▒▒ his way.
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