400yearsofsurvival: (Oh you're cute)
Jerry ([personal profile] 400yearsofsurvival) wrote2014-08-22 12:55 pm
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1st Bite // [ Audio ]

[ The voice that comes over the network is one that just SOUNDS like it belongs to someone ruggedly handsome. Gruff but friendly. Almost endearing. ]

I hate to trouble anyone with this but I could...really use some help. I don’t really know much of what’s going on here. One moment, I’m trying to fight off this psycho kid who tried to torch my house and the next I’m...I don’t really know WHERE I am, honestly. It kind of looks like my house, but...not exactly. And I’m...well, as much as I hate to admit it, I’m in a bad way. So when I say I need help, I guess what I really mean to ask is...does anyone know how to treat burns?

[ That should get at least one or two saps lured in for him to feed on. ]
theresalwayshope: (eyes} puppy eyes / doe eyes)

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[personal profile] theresalwayshope 2014-08-22 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[Allison knows what this means: inmate, approach with caution...so she's cautious, but still genuinely concerned when she hears the voice on the other end of the line.

Clicking on the feed, the newcomer is faced with a slim, delicate looking seventeen year old girl, features touched with concern.]


Hi...we do have an infirmary here, and I'd be happy to explain what's going on, but first things first: how badly are you hurt?
theresalwayshope: (hunter} peering / curious)

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[personal profile] theresalwayshope 2014-08-22 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[...he's an inmate, and though she fiddles with her comm, she can't get a video feed. He's got it set on audio...

...something about this isn't right.

She frowns, but it's still a relatively guileless expression. She's got enough experience, enough training that she doesn't have to try and seem harmless or young.

This is her life. This is normal for her.]


Okay, I'm coming to help you, but I need to know where you are. Are you able to reach the door of your room? There should be a number on the outside...that'll tell me where to find you.

[And as she speaks, she's crossing the room, opening her closet. She pulls out a pair of sneakers to put on so she can go out...and keeps the feed on her face so the tazer tucked in between her favorite heels and the case for her compound bow can't be seen as she pulls it out and lays it quietly next to her shoes.]
theresalwayshope: (hunter} vigilante / black hood)

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[personal profile] theresalwayshope 2014-08-23 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, good, that's good. [Her expression is urgent, concerned, her voice is soothing.] I'm coming to help you, okay? Just sit tight and try not to move. We'll get you some help...and I'll explain everything.

[Allison killed the feed quickly...then took a deep breath, rolled her shoulders...and shook her head as her voice hardened while she spoke to the empty room.]

Why do I get the feeling I'm about to die again?...

[It's probably overkill, and Allison's really hoping she's being paranoid, but she brings everything she can. Her ring daggers went at her back, two of her combat knives were tucked away, the werewolf cattle prod hangs from her belt, and her quiver goes over her shoulder while her recurve bow goes across her back. She also takes the liberty of sending a text message out to her pack, and the handful of people on the ship she trusts in a fight.

New inmate: room 407. If you don't hear from me in 1 hour, come kill him 'cause I'm dead.

Satisfied with her precautions, Allison sets out for Deck Four.

When she reaches 407, she has her tazer in hand. The door isn't shut tight...nope, this is not good.

Allison flicks on the tazer, footsteps whisper-silent against the ground as she regulates her breathing to keep her heart rate steady. When she calls out, it's tremulous and unsure.]


Hello?...
hearrrtofgold: (run that by me again)

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[personal profile] hearrrtofgold 2014-08-23 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
You got it, Everdeen. Check in one hour from now.

[And he will be there if necessary.]
theresalwayshope: (hunter} distant / daggers in hand)

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[personal profile] theresalwayshope 2014-08-24 08:04 am (UTC)(link)
will do. and if i get killed, back up my friends? scott mccall and isaac lahey. they're werewolves, but if i can't handle this then it's seriously messed up.
hearrrtofgold: (listen as i emphatically gesticulate)

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[personal profile] hearrrtofgold 2014-08-24 08:46 am (UTC)(link)
Consider them backed up.

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notsoneedy: (until i'm set free)

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[personal profile] notsoneedy 2014-08-23 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
On it. I'm close, let me know if you need back up. Die again so soon, and Lydia is going to be sooo mad.

[Joke now, be pissed later. She has her butterfly knife.]
Edited (words are important i guess) 2014-08-23 04:44 (UTC)
theresalwayshope: (hunter} archer / target in sight)

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[personal profile] theresalwayshope 2014-08-24 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
don't i know it. scott and my friend, isaac, can take a serious threat, but if it's too much for me to handle? i want them to have backup.

i promise, i'm being careful.
notsoneedy: (and i am following)

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[personal profile] notsoneedy 2014-08-26 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
There's careful and then there's careful.

I'll back up the guys if I need to. I just hope I don't need to. I hope if this turns out to be bad you murder the shit out of this guy.
termofendearment: (mine's bigger)

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[personal profile] termofendearment 2014-08-23 12:08 pm (UTC)(link)
sure you don't need a hand?

[He's already about ready to head over; it's better than....everything else he wants to do, honestly. He's only got the knives from Steph and a vest but he'll make do.]

check in or I'm coming in
theresalwayshope: (calm} confident / sure)

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[personal profile] theresalwayshope 2014-08-24 08:00 am (UTC)(link)
no, i'm good. i just want some payback if i have to death toll again so soon, and i want my friends to have backup if this is bad enough that i can't handle it.

scott mccall and isaac lahey. they're werewolves...please watch their backs if they have to come after this guy, okay?
termofendearment: (I'll wait)

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[personal profile] termofendearment 2014-08-24 05:13 pm (UTC)(link)
how about you dont death toll again period. if youre worried about it happening youre not good

fine
freezerburns: (oh no i'm aroused)

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[personal profile] freezerburns 2014-08-23 02:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[hahahaaaa nope this is SO not happening again]

hey i'll kill him if he even looks at you wrong. call out if you need a hand.

[And he's going to just... head out of his room on Level 5 to wait around anxiously on Level 4 and listen in for any sounds of this going bad.]
theresalwayshope: (dark} ethereal / gonna hide my wings ton)

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[personal profile] theresalwayshope 2014-08-24 06:33 pm (UTC)(link)
i will. lydia's with me, too, listen for her scream.

i'm being careful. i swear to god. i'll be ok.
freezerburns: (my heart's aflame)

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[personal profile] freezerburns 2014-08-25 04:15 pm (UTC)(link)
you better be. i'll be here until you come out of there safe and tell me to stand down.

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lydiascreams: (Texting uninterested bored neutral)

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[personal profile] lydiascreams 2014-08-23 04:42 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm actually headed that way right now. Meet you there.
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lydiascreams: (glare mock angry pissed questioning)

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[personal profile] lydiascreams 2014-08-23 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[After she sees the message from Allison, she starts walking a lot faster toward the 4th floor. She wants to shake her best friend. After everything that's happened to her. After everything they told her, she should know better than to throw herself in something she obviously knows is dangerous.

She approaches just in time to see Allison starting into the guy's room after calling out a hello. Because the door being open doesn't look suspicious as it is.

Lydia shakes her head and steps up behind Allison, lifting a hand to her shoulder as she does. Making it clear that if she's going to do this, it won't be on her own.]
theresalwayshope: (hunter} vigilante / black hood)

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[personal profile] theresalwayshope 2014-08-24 07:57 am (UTC)(link)
[The touch draws Allison's attention, eyes widening at the sight of Lydia by her side.

She didn't like it...but there's an answer from inside. Either an inmate was burned badly and needed medical attention, or he was going to try to kill her...kill them both.

She makes a judgment call, and rolls her eyes, unsheathing one of her ring daggers to pass to Lydia for protection, gesturing with how she should use it if someone was coming at her.

Pushing the door open, Allison takes the lead as they step inside, where the room is awash with the smell of age and grave dirt. It sets off more than her hunter's instincts, it hits every primitive button in Allison's psyche that tells her to run.

Despite her promises to the contrary, Allison steps forward and closer to Lydia, shielding her with her body as she reaches behind her to draw another of her daggers. Tazer and blade in hand, she peers into the shadows, heart still steady and every sense on alert. The cold, liquid stillness where she hunts fills her like water filling a cup until there's nothing except her pulse quietly shaking flesh with every beat...until she's almost hoping for a fight so the cup can spill over, freeing the dark thing that she's allowed to take her over.]


Where are you? It's hard to see... [And it is, but Allison's still trying. There are some shapes as her eyes adjust, courtesy of the light filtering from the corridor, but she can't tell which is a body or a chair, or just a bed...

Without her eyes to rely on, Allison stops moving forward, dagger and tazer at the ready in each hand, hanging by her side...and she listens for a target.

A scrape of fabric. A breath drawn...something, anything she can aim at.]
semifreakingnormal: (SUSHI AND PIZZA JESUS DAD)

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[personal profile] semifreakingnormal 2014-08-24 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Nope. Nope, nope, nope, Scott is not doing this again, he is not going to stand by and let something happen to her, there is no way he could ever look at himself in the mirror again.]

wait

i'm coming with you
theresalwayshope: (hunter} crossbow / wary)

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[personal profile] theresalwayshope 2014-08-24 07:40 am (UTC)(link)
no. lydia's with me. i'm armed, I'M BEING CAREFUL.

if this is bad enough i can't handle it? i need to know someone is on standby who can subdue this guy. warden to warden, PLEASE be my backup.

i promise you, i'm not running in front of another nail. i'm doing my job as a warden. carefully.

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voluntaryapnea: (caught off guard)

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[personal profile] voluntaryapnea 2014-08-24 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
...please tell me you have backup.
theresalwayshope: (up} wary / ummmm...maybe?)

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[personal profile] theresalwayshope 2014-08-24 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
two werewolves, a biker, a pirate, and a human girl with demon powers?

[Because yeah, Stiles, we're leaving out the part where Lydia's with her for now. Allison can't protect both of you at once, mkay?]

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