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Lily Evans (emerald_eyes) wrote in indarkness_logs,
@ 2010-08-20 07:15:00

Entry tags:

!complete, 2032 08, alice cullen, ariana dumbledore, balthazar blake, chase collins, cheshire cat, dug, edward cullen, elizabeth swann, faith lehane, gwen cooper, hiei, jaime davies, jake chambers, jayne cobb, kaylee frye, lily evans, lizzy miles, magius, malcolm reynolds, oy, parker, radical edward, regulus black, river tam, son sayuri, spike spiegel, susan pevensie, tinkerbell, violet baudelaire

RP: Reavers in the Hotel
Characters: Lily, everyone else
Time/Date: Early early morning, August 20
Location: Hotel, everywhere
Warnings/Rating: Violence (including rape), character death, swearing, more violence, blood, guts, etc.
Summary: Reavers, man
Status: Wrapped up

Susan had been on her way to bed, intending to simply crash as she was, too tired to think about much beside that. Her steps paused in the hall though as she heard a noise. That had sounded like ... breaking glass.

Easing an arrow from her quiver, she fitted it to the bow as she started slowly down the hall. Fighting in tight quarters like this was far from ideal, but she would do the best she could. She wasn't certain what room the noise had come from, so she stood in the hallway, listening. She heard grunts and noises that she could only describe as primal, and she shuddered, her exhaustion all but forgotten. When the door - her door - burst open, Susan didn't even have time to scream. She fired one arrow very accurately, and very soundly, but before she had time to even draw the second arrow, they were on her ...

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Lily had slept like the dead that night, though when she woke - early - she had vague recollections of ... breaking glass and thumps. Dreams, she supposed, inspired by one of the many fears playing chase in her mind. She'd checked the network before even getting out of bed, but there were no updates she hadn't seen. She showered, she dressed, and she stepped into the hallway. She froze before her foot even crossed the threshold. Something was wrong.

Leaning forward, sticking her head out the door, she peered down the hall. First toward the end closer to her, the end with the infirmary, and then toward the other end. She clamped her hands over her mouth to trap the scream as she saw the mangled body at the end of the hallway. She recognized the girl by the bow broken over her middle, and Lily stumbled back into her room, slamming the door closed.

For a moment, there was panic. Only panic. Simply panic. The blind animal instinct to run, run far from daner before her humanity reasserted itself and she tried to think. She did the only thing that made sense just then. Reaching for her Blackberry, Lily marked the post urgent and sent only three words, broadcast to the network:

They got in

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Parker, Open

shinytomato
2010-08-20 06:18 pm UTC (link)

As a thief Parker knew her skills would be handy so she had an early shift on patrol. As she crept along the halls dressed to blend in she finally came to realize something, she really needed someone on her case the way the team would be. She had been hiding the fact that she had not been sleeping since the dreams of her brother and was not exactly eating anything beyond cold cereal since the same period.

That was when she spotted a small band of Reavers on the floor below hers. *Time to fight for once!* but the side that was still making some sense took over as Parker dove into one of the warded rooms on what she through was either the 3rd or 4th floors. Turns out she landed in a 3rd floor safe room but in her state had no idea where she actually was. But she figured a decent guess was better than nothing for the people going after the Reavers. She pulled the device from her pocket and blasted out a message,"URGENT: 2 to 4 reavers on the 2nd or 3rd floor!" and signed it with a P since her hands were trembling as she typed. That was when her mental and her physical state came to a breaking point, the effects of recent events and the reavers having taking a toll on the younger woman's defenses. The sound of her device and her stun gun hitting the floor was heard as she passed out (complete with nasty looking bruises and maybe a bruised rib) onto the floor of the safe room.

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Parker, Sayuri, Alice

son_sayuri
2010-08-22 02:24 am UTC (link)

When the whole event had first started, and things hadn't seemed quite real, the doors to the safe room had been open. People could feel free to come and go as they pleased, shout across the hall to each other, share snacks. There'd been an element of safety that had meant a lot, and an understanding that they were all going through this together, and Sayuri thought that they'd been unified because of it.

When the phones had all started going off signifying that the reavers had gotten into the hotel, the chorus of beeping had been terrifying. There'd been brief discussion about it, and then the doors had been ultimately closed (but not locked). It had been a difficult decision, because they imagined that people would be flooding into the rooms with the increased risk of attack, and no one wanted to make it more difficult - particularly if there was pursuit - to get into the rooms, but... At the same time, no one wanted to watch as a bloodthirsty reaver pounded on an invisible door. They did their best to ignore the guilt, particularly when they heard audible screaming coming from the hall later. There was nothing they could do. That was why they were in the room in the first place.

Sayuri in particular was taking it harder than some of the others. Back on Earth, there would have been something that she could have done. Here, her powers were severely limited, but they were not all gone. She'd worked hard, and was starting to see progress with them. The sound of the scream, of tearing flesh and snarls, and the seemingly never-ending pounding on the door finally caused her to snap. She jumped to her feet and before anyone could stop her, she'd burst out into the hall to see what she could do to kill some of these god-awful creatures.

Alice covered her eyes, as though that would help her blot out the images she was envisioning. It wasn't her actual visions, thankfully those were still muted, but her natural imagination was bad enough. She stood up slowly, passing people with arms extended as though still trying to stop the raven haired girl from running out the door, seeming to be confused as to what had just happened, and moved to shut the door again. Suddenly another person slipped through it, seeming to be completely disoriented as she flipped out her device and wrote something before passing out. The beeping sounds filled the room, and Alice glanced briefly at her own device before finishing her task of shutting the door, and setting to work about seeing what they could do to get the woman settled, seeing that she'd fallen unconscious. Focusing on that was better than focusing on the screaming and tearing sounds coming from the hallway.

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Mal, Faith

accordingtoplan
2010-08-22 02:24 am UTC (link)

When his device went off, Mal replied by comment to indicate he was on it - sure, the more the merrier to take these things, but 2 to 4 reavers he could handle, and there was no sense in all of them converging on that location. He glanced over to see the girl - Faith - catch the comment and his reply and nod her head to indicate she'd be his back up. Girl didn't look like much, but she could dodge them blades with the best of them, throw a wicked punch that could actually send a reaver back a few paces, and shoot with the best of them, so he'd be content with that.

They moved fast, but not fast enough. Mal caught the outline of at least two female bodies in the hall, being massacred, and winced slightly. But his and Faith's aim was good and the 3 reavers fell to their weapons.

There was a brief period where they sat in the stairwell and listened for more noise before they eased their way into the hall. It seemed safe enough for now, but they could never be certain. Nodding towards the bodies of the girls and jerking his head towards empty rooms so Faith would catch the hint, Mal made his way carefully to the other end of the hall. While he was here, he may as well check in on the safe rooms.

It was only after ascertaining that they were all fine - (two of the paler, prettier residents seemed to be handling the situation with the unconscious woman, Parker, with looks that reminded Mal of Simon when he worked on extracting a bullet, even though they looked a bit young to be trained doctors) - that he moved to help Faith move the two girls into empty rooms so they could get back to patrols. It was the best they could do for right now. Later, there'd be a funeral, and mayhaps somebody'd speak, but there was only time right now to do what little they could to make sure they'd have something to bury later.

Which was a thought Mal wished he'd never have to think again.

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Parker, Sayuri, Alice

shinytomato
2010-08-22 03:14 am UTC (link)

Even in her unconscious state Parker's mind was having a field day: from dreams of the accident that killed her brother to having seen a small band of Reavers before slipping unseen into the safe room. But when she crash landed anyone could see what the last 2 weeks had done: little sleep, not eating anything beyond cold cereal, not exactly trusting people and not feeling very useful.

But the 2 raids she had gone on had helped. Being able to use her skills and be seen as an equal did help her state of mind but post raids she had slipped right back into the frozen Parker she had become. Because here there was no team to keep Parker in balance and to remind her to eat and to sleep.

Now once the Reavers bit the dust Parker would have to finally start facing her demons. But for now she would have to recover from the physical effects of the last few weeks (nothing life threating thankfully since the worst injury was a bruised rib from the landing and a lot of various cuts and bruises).

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Jake, Oy, Open

aim_with_my_eye
2010-08-21 12:15 am UTC (link)

While he'd wanted to put the bumbler in the safe room, he knew Oy would have none of it. So Jake kept the bumbler with him, and both of them were awakened by the keen buzzing tweeting noise of their device. Jake had read about the 'urgent' option, and he looked at the trio of words on the screen.

Fortunately, he'd found extra ammunition on the kitchen table (of all places) the night prior, so he thought he'd do just fine, if they came across anything.

"If I told you to stay here, would you?"

The bumbler gave him a withering look, and Jake had to grin a little, despite the situation. "All right. Be careful," he said before he pressed his ear to the door. He listened, his eyes half closing as he focused on the sounds, the vibrations. There was something above them, and he glanced up as if he could see through the floor - which he couldn't, of course. Oy was glancing up as well, his teeth bared as his lip curled back.

Jake eased open the door of his room and eased out into the hall. Just a few doors down were the safe rooms, and he glanced that direction first. If it hadn't been for Oy's shrill cry, he would very nearly have met a nasty end.

Jake ducked back as the blade swung down, a hiss escaping him even as he lifted Roland's gun, firing only twice, once through each of the reaver's eyes. At this close range, with his skill honed and ready as it was, a miss was simply out of the question.

The creature fell, and Jake had a moment to wonder what to do with the bodies before he was aware of a noise further down the hall, away from the saferooms. In the stairwell, maybe? He wanted to check the doors of the rooms to the right, but they were closed, presumably locked.

Deciding to take the chance, he glanced down to Oy before he jerked his head toward the two empty rooms between his and the saferoom. Oy nodded and went to sniff under the doors even as Jake started to move down the hall toward the stairwell.

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Re: Jake, Oy, Gwen

coopergwen
2010-08-21 08:41 pm UTC (link)

Gwen had her gun in hand as she crept along the hallway, one eye always open in case Jack was able to locate her. That was when she spotted what appeared to be a teen boy and his pet (at least she thinks its a pet). She signaled to the boy she was harmless in spite of the gun as she fire off a pair of rounds into a second set of Reavers that had decided to follow her, sending them flying into the wall and left very dead via one more blast of bullets.

Jack's gun training had paid off in spades this time around and it showed.

She asked the kid in hopes he may have seen Jack,"You see a guy about my age in a WW2 coat around? He's armed too" hoping she was not scaring him with her gun.

Gwen knew she had to help, especially since he looked pretty young.

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Jake, Oy, Gwen, open (3rd floor)

aim_with_my_eye
2010-08-21 09:15 pm UTC (link)

Jake was half temped to ask if she meant today, or right now, or ever, but since he hadn't seen anyone fitting that description, the point was a little moot. He shook his head slightly, but silently. Aware of Oy moving up behind him, Jake gazed past the woman to the fallen creatures. He stared for a moment to ensure they weren't moving, and he licked his lips.

He knew he didn't have to instruct the bumbler. At this stage of their companionship, a lot of things went unspoken between them. Oy was as much a gunslinger as Jake himself was, and they both knew it.

Instead, he stilled himself and listened. He heard nothing, and Oy gave no indication he did, either. "How many are inside, do you know?" he asked softly. He didn't know her, but that hardly seemed to matter as they were on the same side, and introductions could come later - if they survived.

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Chase, open (Lobby)

from_the_flames
2010-08-21 12:16 am UTC (link)

Chase thought he might have had intentions of making it outside, until he saw the lobby and kitchen area. They'd been thoroughly ransacked by creatures clearly possessed with some sort of rage. Absurdly, he heard Homer Simpson's voice in his head I'm a rageaholic. I'm addicted to rageahol. It was absurd and distracting, and Chase shook his head. He'd had one encounter with these reavers, and he wasn't looking forward to another one.

Still, he wasn't going to hide in the safe rooms, and if baby boy (and oh, did he ever think that in his sarcastic voice) could be down here, or up there, or out fighting, Chase himself wasn't going to hide.

His eyes flashed and flared black, his hands lifted in preparation, and he began to move slowly ...

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Chase, Hiei, open (Lobby)

forgottenmoment
2010-08-22 04:33 am UTC (link)

He'd noticed the reavers break in easily enough, and had convinced himself that he didn't care for a long while. Because, why should he? He had proven that they were not a match for them - he was quicker, more agile, and more competent with his weapon than they were. If the humans could not defend themselves, they did not deserve to live.

But he knew, somewhere in the back of his mind, that things were never that simple. That their were forces at work here with no honour, and no respect for battle, that were manipulating the game and playing unfairly to ensure that their side would be the victorious one.

He'd seen them take away The Detective, limp body clearly drugged with whatever it was they were using. He'd done nothing to help then, either, knowing that destroying the minions sent into the cage would be a foolish endeavor. Besides, these things were not his problem.

But someday, they may be, and he needed to assert his position as - at the very least - against the frustrating mortals who had locked him in this cage to begin with. Which is why he had slipped into the hotel (through one of the higher, upper windows on a floor out of reach of the reavers - he'd found himself unable to get past the magic to get into the hotel by other means) and headed down to the lower floors to offer his assistance with killing the beasts.

Upon reaching the lobby, he noted the presence of another individual, and if his power awareness was correct in it's indication, one with considerable skill. He nodded his head in polite - if wordless - greeting before proceeding as Chase was in exploring the area. One arm was resting casually at his side, for once outside of the pockets of the black robes he wore, the other was bent up over his shoulder, ready to withdraw his sword if necessary.

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Jayne (2nd floor)

my_swinging_cod
2010-08-21 12:17 am UTC (link)

His leg was bandaged, but that wasn't anything to him. It was just a cut; the other fellow was worse off than he was. Well worse off, and Jayne glanced toward Spike before he started toward the door. He was limping a little, his balance was definitely off, but that didn't mean he couldn't use his guns. Both were fully loaded after they'd come in after their patrol yesterday, and Jayne was well prepared to duck back into the infirmary when he needed to reload.

Stepping toward the stairs, he paused as his device squalled the urgent tone. He heard it echoing somewhere else, and he thought it'd be best to turn the damn things off now, given that all they were going to do was draw enemy attention.

On the heels of that thought, a door slammed open and Jayne spun. He paused only long enough to ascertain that it was, in fact, a reaver before he pulled the trigger. His bullet ripped out the creature's throat, though it still staggered closer. Jayne fired again, swearing violently once in Mandarin before he fired a third time. FInally, the creature fell, and Jayne pulled a face as he backed up.

He checked his device then, saw P's message, whoever the hell that was, and turned it off before tossing it into the infirmary. Booking it toward the stairwell, he thought he'd go hunting. Sure, he wasn't inclined to go seeking reavers, but if they were already here, he'd rather find than be found.

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Spike, Open (2nd Floor)

lunkhead
2010-08-21 06:39 am UTC (link)

It had finally happened: the reavers had somehow made their way into the hotel. Lily had sent out an urgent network post to announce the incident, Jayne had taken the initiative to walk (or limp) out into the fray, and Spike... Well, Spike was stuck in the infirmary and in no condition to even think of going much further than a bathroom. He may have managed to remain in one piece, but after having one of those damn creatures try to slice his arm off at the shoulder and cut him in half, it wasn't as if he were in good condition. Even though the attempts had obviously failed, damage was still done and blood had still been lost. He'd be a liability if anything - and that's if he made it past the door without either falling over or being dragged back by someone with the good sense not to let him go.

To say that this little fact upset him would have been a gross understatement. After all, it was practically hardwired into Spike's psyche to get up and go back into the 'line of fire' if he was conscious and he or his allies were in danger. He didn't want to stay there, sprawled across some stupid chair (for he'd have killed the first person to attempt forcing him into a hospital bed - be it real or makeshift), waiting for everyone else to either be mauled or kill the reavers themselves. He wanted in on the action, if not for the sake of killing things then for the sake of making sure Ed's (and Jayne's, since he technically owed the man for helping save him) lives were in capable hands. Or hand, since he wasn't quite tolerant enough of pain to try using his right arm and the injury itself would likely throw off his aim anyway.

With an agitated sigh (which was more like a grunt or growl by the sound of it), Spike gave a firm kick to the nearest thing on the floor: an empty soda can he'd used as an ash tray at some point last night.

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Re: Spike, Edward(2nd Floor)

radicalhacker
2010-08-21 09:26 am UTC (link)

"Just like old times indeed." came a female voice, but a voice tinged in pain. Edward had landed in the makeshift infirmary thanks to a twisted ankle from a crash landing on a stairwell when she ran back to her room for her computer. "Besides you know I can't fight to save my skin, unless its got the web attached and these goons never heard of the internet" she confessed. "Almost grabbed a stun gun and joined in but the logical side took over" she added.

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Violet, Open

science_violet
2010-08-21 05:43 pm UTC (link)

Violet had jury rigged some of the metal scraps the raiders had found into a semi decent given things trap. She slipped outside the safe room just long enough to rig them when things hit the fan, she slipped and crashed into the wall of the room. But for now she could only hope her on the fly idea actually helped people and proved her ongoing point.

While she may be 17 she has a brain and is not scared to use it.

But for now Violet was in pain from the landing but hiding it well, she would not be seen as weak right now.

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Violet, Dug, Open (318)

hithere
2010-08-22 04:40 am UTC (link)

Dug had been sitting with his paws over his head on the lap of whoever would take him. He'd been told numerous times to shush, to try and focus on something else, to here, have something to eat. He had eventually managed to distract himself by watching the strange girl with her hair tied up with a ribbon as she worked with scraps of metal. He hadn't thought to ask her what she was doing - there were some who had been very clear on the fact that they wished him to be quiet - but he watched with concern, and barked a few times in distress when she got up to put them outside the door.

She'd come back in all right, it seemed, though Dug was still concerned. He trotted over to where she was leaning on the wall with what seemed to be a pained expression on her face, and licked at her hand sort of absently.

He wasn't really sure what to say, but he was glad she was all right.

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Jaime, open (317)

finder
2010-08-22 03:34 am UTC (link)

How it had happened, she wasn't sure. She'd wandered over to chat with Kaylee - not just because she thought it was the room Mal would be most likely to --

All right. That was exactly why she'd abandoned her own room in favor of Kaylee's. With a strange twist of disorientation, Jaime jerked awake as her Blackberry chimed the urgent ring. She picked it up, hoping it was a 'hey guys with guns come outside' sort of message.

She didn't like reading what she saw. Didn't like it at all. She glanced to the door and shook her head a few times before she looked at the other people in the room, her eyes wide with terror, because she thought she could hear things in the hotel. Jaime didn't dare ask herself where the reavers were. Because she didn't want to feel how many pulls there were, or how close they were. There might be fifty of them right outside the door.

She wrapped one arm around her middle, wished she was a stronger person (in just about any definition of the word) and she rocked slightly in the bed as she ached for some sign that Mal was fine. That Lily and Tyler were fine. That everyone was fine.

She wondered how they'd gotten in. She wondered how Lily knew. Lily had to be safe, at least for now, because she'd sent the message. But how had she known? Jaime swallowed hard a few times to keep down the nausea, and she stared at the door, and she listened, and she rocked.

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Jaime, Kaylee, open (317)

shellfoolya
2010-08-22 07:07 pm UTC (link)

She'd been expecting the reavers to get into the hotel all along, but that had been Mal's fault. Mal always assumed the worst in any situation, and since Jaime had first told him they're next worry would be reavers, he'd been planning for the eventual break in. The unfortunate thing was that reavers were clever under all that hate and rage - they had to be, given some of the attacks they'd been able to pull off - and would be able to eventually get around the defenses they'd put up.

Well some of them, at least. Kaylee was secure in the knowledge that the magical barriers would likely be an effective stopgap against the reavers. The problem would be if they killed off everyone outside of the saferoom, and those inside of it starved to death waiting for the reavers to go away.

But she supposed that was neither here nor there.

She hadn't slept much during the night, mostly staying awake, turning the gun that Mal had given her over in her hands and staring at the door. She knew she should try to sleep, but... she just couldn't right now.

When the phones had gone off, she'd glanced at hers first and felt as though a bucket of ice water had been dumped over her. She closed her eyes and heaved a shudder, but she'd been better prepared for this eventuality than some of the others, and she trusted Mal and Jayne could handle it, no matter what state they were in. And they weren't the only ones in the hotel who had some kind of battle experience, though it was beginning to feel like it.

Her eyes drifted over next to her where Jaime had been sleeping a moment before, and the poor girl didn't look very good. Kaylee swallowed thickly, reaching over hesitantly to try and pull Jaime into a hug. She didn't know if it would help Jaime, but it would certainly help her right now.

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Magius and Open To all! (possible tag to Lily)

thededicated
2010-08-22 05:34 am UTC (link)

Magius saw the message from Lily, and rose from his waiting stance on the roof. He had been meditating on his magic for hours, and now... now it was time to enter the fray.

With a wave, he lifted his silver dagger to his hand, and a smile played along his lips as he watched the razor sharp edge shimmer in the light. It would serve him well.

He strode from the roof, the door swinging shut and glowing as he left, arcanely bound locks sliding shut.

He set off, then, down the stairs and into the strange combat, here in what was, for now, his home. He would check on Lily, make sure she was safe, though he believed her magic would keep her safe, and then he would join others to help.

His steps were very quiet as he walked down the stairs, passing one level, and then headed for another.and he spoke no words, even as he kept ears and eyes open, battle training filling him with caution.

It was that training and silence that warned him of treading feet, and of harsh breathing, and sent him whirling into a crouch, the dagger slicing backward behind him, and into the gut and side of the thing that walked like a man, who howled as the silver bit and tore. Magius gritted teeth as he yanked he blade upward to3ward the thing's jaw, and flickered his other hand across a series of symbols, faster than the eye could see, as words, ancient and terrible, dripped off his tongue. Acid Splash His hand snapped down at the thing's face, and an orb of green acid shot across the inches to splash against it.

He heard the thing scream, and felt it slash at him with a blade of it's own, barely avoiding it. He took advantage of the Reaver's distraction to grab the thing's shirt, grunting with effort, and rolled backward, landing awkwardly on his back as he tossed the heavier thing down the stairs.

There was a crunch, a thud, and a strangled scream, and then silence. His breathing was all that broke the silence, and he slowly rose and looked down at the dagger, stained with blood, before turning to face the dead creature who had once been a man. He nodded, and walked forward, wiping his dagger across it and then walking down the stairs.

The door to the next floor was ahead of him, and he was ready...

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Magius, Lily, Open To all!

emerald_eyes
2010-08-22 06:56 am UTC (link)

Lily shouldn't have been surprised that someone had come to check on her, and she certainly appreciated the sentiment. She heard the combat in the hallway, and she winced. She was genuinely torn in regard to what she felt she should do. She had plenty of defensive magic, but if she died, the wards would fall. So it was best, clearly, that she stay somewhere safe. She didn't think the odds were good of her making it up to the safe room, so she settled for warding her own room.

Drawing the door open once it seemed quiet enough, she peeked out toward Magius. "I think I should stay in here," she began. "I don't want to risk the wards, and ..." She gestured toward the hall, the stairway. "You seem to have a handle on things."

She tried to drum up a smile for him, though it probably looked clownish and over-exaggerated and completely out of sync with her wide, frightened eyes. "Can I do anything to help though? I ... I'm not sure I could do a portable shield charm, but I could try," she added. Anything she could do to help, she would.

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thededicated, 2010-08-22 07:20 am UTC

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emerald_eyes, 2010-08-22 07:41 am UTC

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thededicated, 2010-08-22 07:55 am UTC

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thededicated, 2010-08-22 08:07 am UTC

River, Tinkerbell, open (Emergency Medical Centre, lobby)

lilalbatross
2010-08-22 06:08 am UTC (link)

River had been extremely frustrated at being told she wasn't allowed to participate in the fighting, and had made a sort of vaguely threatening comment about the wards only being to keep reavers out - not keep people in - so she knew it was her own fault that she was stuck under Simon's gaze in the Medical Centre. She also knew that he wasn't really paying attention to her - she could slip away easily without being noticed - but then he'd panic and probably do something dumb, get himself hurt, and then she'd have to kill him, and it was just this whole big issue that ended up with her being stuck here.

She suspected Simon knew it, too. Which was probably for the best. His patients wouldn't benefit if he was distracted watching her the entire time.

She'd found that she was fascinated by the wards themselves, though. Magic... didn't make a whole lot of sense to her. Not really. Some of it, okay sure, you could flick a wand and tell particles to move faster and boil water. Solidifying the dust particles in air and telling them to repel anything that came close, all right, plausible. Maybe. But at the same time not at all. And yet... she could see plainly with her own eyes that the reavers would come towards her when she stood at the edge of the wards, and bounce off them. Several times. It was like an interesting game. Some of them would attempt to claw at her, or swing their blades, and she simply had to stand there and watch. And never once did the wards break.

She was not permitted to stand there for very long though. Someone inevitably got her away from the wards, indicating that she was frightening people who did not have as much trust in the magic. To be fair, she didn't really either, but she knew that she could handle herself in the event that it did break, and it was curious to watch the reaver's reactions.

On the third time she drew close to the wards, it was because something sparkly caught her attention. She stood up and moved closer to the boundary line, watching with fascination at the erratic movements of what appeared to her to be a ball of golden light. It was being pursued, evidently, by a group of reavers. It was trying to stay high above them, but they kept piling up on top of each other and their blades kept swinging, forcing the ball to dodge.

It seemed to almost misjudge distance, very near to where River was, and hit a wall, toppling down so that it was very near to her feet, though enough out of reach that she'd be in danger and outside of the magic wards should she try to reach for the ball. Though that was when she peered closer and realized to her astonishment that it was not a ball at all - but a girl, in a green dress, with wings and golden skin that was even now starting to fade as her eyes slipped blearily closed.

River didn't even have time to marvel at this before a reaver had scooped up the creature and swallowed it whole.

She screamed once, stumbling backwards away from the wards and towards the safety of the makeshift beds scattered around. The way the reavers bounced off the invisible walls was no longer fascinating. The three reavers continued to pound on the invisible glass, desperate to get in. River whimpered, softly, curling up into a tiny ball on the medbed, hands over her head as she shook a bit, doing her best to stop the tears rolling down her face.

She couldn't even watch as one of the magical folks came over to lead the reavers away to their death - her mind was swarming with images of fairies being eaten as snacks, while so close to safety, and how if she'd been quicker... she could have helped.

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Balthazar

oldmanshoes
2010-08-22 06:10 am UTC (link)

Balthazar had soon discovered that even some of his best spells wouldn't have any affect on the reavers beyond slowing them down slightly, or pushing them back. Enough for him to have a safety net of protection, but not enough to destroy them completely. He wasn't sure how much of this was reaver's apparent immunity to magic, and how much of it was the fact that his own magic had clearly been limited since arriving at this place, but it was true all the same and he'd been forced to discover other means of destroying them. Magical swords, weapons, bullets from actual guns. He'd also found distracting them with scents and smells very effective. Well places spells caused odors which caught their attention, and they could be led all the way outside before they realized what was going on.

Once outside, he felt no remorse in causing a small spark and lighting them on fire, watching them run around frantically and burn. So long as he kept them away from the hotel by repelling them, there was no danger, and then he could head inside and kill more. It really felt the most... satisfying to him.

His eyes did drift over the Medical Centre once, briefly, but they seemed to him to be under control, so he continued about his business. He thought he'd look into getting some help later, though. Maybe someone with a weapon that was more effective against the reavers than his magical ones seemed to be.

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Elizabeth

ohtheheat
2010-08-22 07:16 am UTC (link)

She wasn't sure why, exactly, she thought it appropriate to stay in her room during the attacks, except that she locked the doors well and trusted they were strong enough that they would repel the creatures. Besides, magic? What good was magic? She had never witnessed magic before herself, or anything of the sort really, besides some slight of hand card tricks that she would spend hours working out in the privacy of her own home. Magic, she had learned when she had grown from a child into a woman, was reserved for fairy tales only, though if it provided some people with the illusion of further safety then she saw no harm in disproving it.

It wasn't until the noises started coming, and the sound of wood splintering hit her ears that she realized what true danger she was in, staying here. She needed to get downstairs to one of the safe rooms, and she needed to get there fast. She bolted for her door instantly, and took to the stairs as soon as she reached them. There were no reavers on her floor, thankfully, but her noise on the stairs caught the attention of some who then started to converge on her location.

She'd made it to the third floor, and had just wrenched open the door and started to run down the hall when she was caught by sharp claws digging into her face. She let out a bloodcurling scream, and kicked and lashed out at the creatures that were pulling at her, but there were too many of them and she couldn't break free. She both heard and felt her clothes being ripped from her, and she screamed and flailed, her arms and hands catching on sharp objects and bleeding profusely. She lost a pinky and a chunk of skin off the side of her left hand, but her entire arm was severed at the elbow by one of the swinging blades.

She felt herself topple to the floor, and was aware of them swarming her. She could feel them draped over here, moving in a repeating motion above her, but it was some time before her brain made the connection between the pain and pressure between her legs and the movement. She could also feel what she could swear were teeth, digging into her skin and ripping out chunks of arm, of leg, of side.

And then, very suddenly, all there was was peaceful black as her eyes drifted closed, and she felt nothing at all.

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Faith, Regulus, Mal

nonexpectations
2010-08-22 07:44 pm UTC (link)

After the shit that had gone down on the third floor, Faith had really needed a minute. Mal hadn't looked too pleased at the idea, but he'd agreed and Faith had known that he could really use a breather too. She didn't think it would ever matter how many dead bodies she saw, or how many creatures she killed, it would still be rough when you'd known them, however briefly. She swore she'd make those bloodthirsty beasts pay, and she was not talking about the reavers.

She'd headed up to her room, which she'd just needed to see was still in one piece, and reloaded her gun to make it seem like the trip had had a purpose and appease the old man she was tagging along with. It didn't take very long, and she was grateful for the breather, offering Mal a small smile which he returned with his typical curt nod. She rolled her eyes.

"You gotta learn to loosen up," she muttered. "Go get laid or something."

Mal's expression was priceless, though it did remind Faith of something and she slipped across the hall holding up one finger to indicate to Mal she'd only be a minute, rapping on the door lightly. She was pretty sure that was where he'd be.

Regulus heard the knock. While he assumed reavers would be far less polite about it, he still wanted to be careful. Wand out, he slipped over to the door and peeked through it, opening it slowly when he saw it was Faith there. "What?" he asked sullenly.

Mal honestly thought this was getting ridiculous. He'd agreed to the break because they both could use a minute to regather their thoughts, not so that the girl could lecture her boyfriend about getting somewhere safe, or helping out or something. If the kid died because he was too stupid to get to a safe place, that was not Mal's problem.

He heard a sudden noise behind him, and swore rather loudly in Mandarin, out of instinct turning and pushing Faith back against the wall as a crowd of reavers burst out of the stairwell they'd just come up. He fired his gun a few times, but sudden words behind him caught his attention, and he jerked suddenly to see what it was.

He wasn't sure exactly what happened - tore a muscle in his neck, was his first guess - but searing, blinding pain suddenly overwhelmed him and in the same movement of reaching up to clutch at the spot where the pain was originating from, he tried to turn his head back the other way and lost his balance, finding himself careening into the wall and smashing his head.

Coupled with the exhaustion they were all suffering from and the lack of food he'd consumed in his worry over the last few days, the sudden jarring sensation of smashing his head sent him over the edge, and all he saw was black as he tumbled to the floor.

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Faith, Regulus, Mal

nonexpectations
2010-08-22 07:45 pm UTC (link)

Faith was only half aware of Mal's issues, having stepped a few steps forward to shoot at the approaching reavers. There were 3 or 4 of them, and she was starting to get concerned when her eyes caught the movement of one of them at knee level, and her horror suddenly intensified as she saw one of the reavers chewing on the toes of his left foot. She screamed, trying to simultaneously pull Mal away from them and shoot at the reavers, but it became clear that she did not have her head in the game. She was overwhelmed, and that was when she started to feel them tugging at her arm. She screamed as she felt an entire chunk of skin get pulled off, the blood seemed down her arm and staining it red.

"Avada Kedavra!"

It was the first time he'd cast it, but he knew the motions well enough. This had nothing to do with feelings, he told himself, and everything to do with the fact that he was tired of being here, and tired of having to constantly worry about what was going on. It was worse than home, because there really was no escape, and there was no possibility of an ally on the other side who would shelter you if you defected. There was just death, and fear, and wishing for it to be over, and he found himself suddenly furious with the situation. He watched with great satisfaction as the reaver that had been tugging at Faith fell to the ground, presumably dead - or at the very least, heavily stunned.

Aware that the pulling at her arm had stopped, Faith fought through the pain to lift her gun again, firing twice at the reaver Black had shot at to make sure it was dead before firing at the other two who were scattering. She wasn't sure if she hit them or not, but they were gone shortly after that. She collapsed back against the wall in pain.

She'd have to get herself and Mal down to one of the medical centres, which was really going to be a bitch if she wanted to use the stairs (which she did - she'd heard about an incident earlier with someone waiting for the elevator and a group of reavers jumping out) but for right now, she just needed another minute to breathe.

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Cheshire Cat, Lizzy, Ari, reaver

waythewindblows
2010-08-22 08:08 pm UTC (link)

He hated kids, he had decided, and their complete lack of understanding when they were in danger, and their utter refusal to comprehend that there were people trying to help them.

When this was all over, he was going to find some way to guilt someone into realizing that they'd left the two youngest of their numbers all alone in their unsafe room and none of them had noticed. But for now... he'd have to hope for the best. His illusionary magic was not terribly strong when dealing with things that were not him, but he was able to cast a temporary spell over the room they were now residing in.

He was pretty sure what bothered him the most about this current situation was that Lizzy had been so close to being safe, and then at the last second had overridden him and detoured back to Ari's room. He wasn't clear on exactly what had happened there, except that he thought that Ari had been in the safe room at one point in time and left it and... ugh. He hated kids, he really did.

Lizzy still didn't really understand what was going on. Everyone was apparently in a fuss about something, and she could hear running around and screaming and gunshots being fired. When all that noise had started, it had put a damper on her stories about things she'd done with Saul, back in her world, and how she missed him and some of those people there. She'd fallen into a more silent contemplative state.

"Think they'll try to come in here?" she asked Ari softly.

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Cheshire Cat, Lizzy, Ari, reaver

untamed_magic
2010-08-22 08:40 pm UTC (link)

"I don't know," she promptly answered. She'd let Lily take her to the safe room, but she'd been scared there. She was emotionally wrought, and she was afraid her magic would escape. It ... was buzzing again, louder than before. Loud like it was at home, like angry bees trapped inside her mind. So she'd left, because she didn't want anyone to be hurt if she had an accident. Someone had tried to stop her, but she'd ducked out.

The wards felt funny when she went through them, and she'd hurried along to the her own room, and it was there that she'd encountered Lizzy and Ches again.

The whole place was loud, and everyone was frightened, and she'd cried because she wanted her brothers to be here, and they weren't, and she wanted to be safe but was afraid she'd hurt people, and she didn't like this place, not at all.

"Probably," she decided as she drew her knees up closer to her chest, resting her cheek on them as she gazed toward the door.

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