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Blowing you all away in the shitstorm sweepstakes

Dec 26, 2008 04:12

Time: approx. lunchtime, Christmas Day
Location: Basement stairs

Manicured fingertips flicked burning embers off the gun before picking it up out of the pile of ashes and shaking off the remains of a lackey who had obviously shown more loyalty to Danica than was good for his health. She checked the magazine, stepping purposefully around the couch, ( Read more... )

stephen colbert, brother dearest, debut

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colbert_bump December 26 2008, 04:52:17 UTC

Stephen had taken a short break from all the Christmas activities going around. It was one of the few times he actually felt at home on the island, with the cold and the food and the singing. He had gone downstairs for a bit but couldn't stay there long - the Christmas Spirit was too strong! He had to rejoin everyone!

He was just leaving the dorm area and going for the stairs when he heard gunshots. Really loud, nearby gunshots. After his initial reaction of dropping to the floor, he wondered who the hell would be shooting people on Christmas. That was no way to get presents.

Then a body came tumbling down.

God, seriously? Stephen had to be the one to deal with a dead body?! This was bullshit!

Clearing his throat, he got off the floor, peering from around the wall he had dove behind. "...Are you alive?" It was worth a shot, right?

vvdanicavv December 27 2008, 04:15:22 UTC

Concrete dust settled on Danica's clothes, leaving a fine white covering all over, as if she wasn't ashen enough already. She'd landed hard at the bottom of the stairs, shocked by the pain of it, and whipped her head up with a low growl, baring her teeth. Bullets were too good for King, she'd decided that back in the cell, but it was all she had now. That, and patience that was running in the negatives.

Eyes flashed with unbridled rage but the washing machines didn't even flinch. King was nowhere to be seen. Or heard. No wise-cracks, no cocky insults. Aggravated, Danica pushed herself up further, ignoring the ache already setting in. Which of the dumbshits at the Tower left washing machines in the middle of the penthouse? The stink of soap assaulted her nose but she only had a moment to express her disgust before Jack fucking Frost appeared ( ... )

colbert_bump December 27 2008, 04:33:15 UTC

Oh God, she was the one with the gun! She was going to kill Stephen right there in the basement, away from everyone else and Asher was going to just be sad that it wasn't him to do it! Stupid Asher.

Wait.

Now that Asher was in his head, he kind of thought this crazy chick with the gun looked familiar. Stephen's hands were in the air, as was the common procedure for these types of things, and he blinked at her with wide eyes.

"You...fell down the stairs?" he ventured, then added quickly, "Were you just someplace else a second ago? Please don't shoot me."

vvdanicavv December 27 2008, 07:16:40 UTC

It didn't take Danica long to realize she was faced with a human and a pathetic excuse for one at that. She toyed with the idea of simply putting an end to his pitiful existence, do her good deed for the day, but then she'd lose a bullet and answers to the questions that were starting to pile up ( ... )

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