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

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!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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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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