кαуℓєє ƒяує (lilgreasemonkey) wrote in mandalus, @ 2013-07-23 21:41:00 |
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Entry tags: | kaylee frye |
✿ 07 | accidental video
The feed starts abruptly as the phone slips off the console Kaylee had had it balancing on the edge of. With a curse she starts to stoop to pick it up when she notices something odd that stays her hand. Her eyes are trained on the computer screen in front of her as it, and then just as suddenly all other electrical devices, flicker. The phone's video quality also plummets.
"Hey now, what's wrong with ya huh? Ya were doin' just fine ..." she mutters as she starts typing. She hopes this is a quick fix. Maybe some little thing went offline and she can bring it back. After all there are many other things she needs to do. If she printed the list she could easily wallpaper her quarters with it.
A small scraping sound, like something sharp brushing almost casually off one of the supports, gets her attention. She turns to look and ends up straightening quickly. Those shadows- maybe she's just imagining that they look really odd. Still ...
"H-hello?"
No answer.
At least not with words.
A masked figure, Mes'Klou, emerges from the shadows. She gasps loudly and backs away, her hand fumbling for her phaser. That is definitely NOT one of her coworkers. The closer he gets the worse the phone's feed is until it's nothing but static, the sounds of shots and then her retreating footsteps barely audible.
Just as quickly as the static increases it fades as Mes'Klou goes on the move again and Kaylee comes to a harsh realization. Even though she's able to skip going for the staircases and can almost perfectly utilize parkour training to get herself down to a lower level Mes'Klou can do one better. Teleportation.
Her screams bounce off the walls as she starts to run along the lower level and ends up impaling herself on long claws when he materializes right in her path. Her torso becomes a mass of bloody ribbons as the claws are roughly ripped back out. With an equally quick flash one claw lashes out, cleanly slitting her throat. A sickening gurgle replaces the screams as she drops to the ground, hands uselessly trying to clutch at her throat, her body.
It all seems to be over. The phone picks up a faint, dull sound, like something is being shifted around before the static returns suddenly in full force. The feedback sounds almost like a scream for several seconds before the phone once again hits something. But this time instead of being on the floor the phone is back up on a different console. The higher spot is favorable to show off Mes'Klou's latest work after he disappears, taking the electronic interference with him.
The only sounds now are beeps as various things come back online properly. But Kaylee won't be tending to any of it now. Her body is tied to one of the catwalks by her feet, blood dripping onto the floor.