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Tweak says, "O Captain, my Captain"

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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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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