Nikola Tesla : The Electric Jesus (![]() ![]() @ 2012-01-19 02:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | john constantine, nikola tesla, zoe tesla |
WHO:
Zoe's Retrieval: Nikola Tesla, John Constantine, Zoe Adams, & NPCS
Post Retrieval: (OPEN TO) Ashley Magnus, Buffy Summers, Cordelia Chase, Damon Salvatore, Faith Lehane, John Constantine, Maximum Ride, Molly Suresh, Nikola Tesla, Spike, & Zoe Adams [in no particular order]
WHAT: Zoe's been kidnapped, and everyone chips in to get her back. Unfortunately, the kidnappers ended up getting probably the worst team to have first on the scene. Not that the other options were much better.
WHEN: January 18th; Dusk
WHERE: The beachfront; an abandoned and rundown fishing shack
RATING: PG-13 (possibly higher for violence)
STATUS: In Progress
NOTES: I'm going to be dividing this thread into two different sections. The Retrieval, which will involve just the people immediately on scene, and the Post Retrieval, which will involve everyone who volunteered to help recover Zoe and whatever clean up might be required afterward. This is a lot of people in one section, and while the desire to keep posting order organized when doing a massive thread is strong, I'm going to let people reply as they come to keep things moving. Everyone try to coordinate.
It wasn't much to look at. If they hadn't been looking, Nikola probably would have glanced right over it and moved on, but there were plenty of signs that directed his attention right to the tiny falling down fishing shelter near the edge of the water. Voices were the first thing that had drawn his attention, too many for a place that size, and certainly far too anxious for fishermen. The next thing was scent, the scents that had coated the front yard of the Sanctuary as well as Zoe's all too familiar flowery fragrance mingled with the waxy crayons and fresh paper that she used for her equations, they were all present not mere steps from where he stood, and it was only John's hand on his shoulder that kept Nikola from barreling forward like a madman to rip the kidnappers limb from limb for daring to take Zoe from him. It was a different John than the one he was used to, holding him back and holding back in exchange, but it was at least enough to steady his deep instinctual urge to murder the people who dared to wrong him.
"She's in there," Nikola said, digging his PDA out of his pocket to send a quick message to everyone else who was looking. "They've got her, and we have to do something. I don't care if it takes the rest of them seconds to get here, we have to go in. It's impossible to know how much longer they're going to go without hurting her." The only reason Nikola knew they hadn't, at least not severely, was the clear lack of the scent of blood in the air among all of the rest of them. Turning to Constantine, Nikola offered him a serious look that showed he was mere seconds from ignoring that hand on his shoulder, "So either tell me how we're doing this your way, or we're doing it mine."