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mods! ([info]wariscomingmod) wrote in [info]wariscoming,
@ 2010-01-02 22:33:00

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Entry tags:andrew wells, buffy summers, clark kent, damien thorn, eliot spencer, james sirius potter, john jones, kara zor-el, needy lesnicki, ron weasley, rose weasley, uriel

Who: Those involved in the rescue, and being rescued, Alastair, Demons
What: Rescuing Alastairs Captives
When: Night of the 30th/Morning of the 31st
Where: Warehouse Alastair has taken over
Rating: High, Fighting, mentions of torture
Status: In progress
NOTE: Sorry for the delay guys!! Life exploded on me, Am gonna put up subthreads using my charries, One is in each group so it works, and we can work from there?


The demons discussed it among themselves, The Escape. Two of the captives had actually gone. Slipped out of Alastair's grasp and he was angry. He was fine with letting people go if he felt in the mood for it for his own amusement but taken from him like that. No he was angry. And he'd set the demons to watch assuming they'd come for the others. Those he'd been working on. Long hours and his most exquisite work without killing any of them directly. He didn't plan for death, he hadn't been ordered to.

But all the same they were gone. If nothing else that was enough to worry the demons

So the demons waited, ten of them who he'd brought out of the pit with them, they'd jumped at the chance, there was nothing in hell that wanted to stay there anymore. Their job was simple, lookout patrol around occasionally, walk around and hope that Alastair was wrong because if he wasn't then something was coming. Nothing they couldn't handle but even so. Given what they'd seen of those people. Not that he'd let them help. Al had considered it very personal.

They stayed inside. But on the lookout.
 
 


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Re: Buffy, yelling for Angels, open to anyone else who wants to be there.
[info]goingtowin
2010-01-03 11:33 pm UTC (link)
She looked to the building, snorting back a laugh. "Right. Because you've been to other worlds so often." if he had, he'd know he was wrong. As it was, he was just a pain in the ass. "You have no idea how it works where I'm from." he could assume all he wants, but it wasn't going to get anywhere.

A smirked pulled across her lips, everyone was always underestimating her, and those she lived with. "Alastair's sadistic, but he's not the most impossible thing I've taken down." she said in a matter of fact tone. "Simple, really." no, it wasn't simple, but the steps were simple. She pointed to the building, "Salt lines at every door, demon traps on the roof prevents them from leaving the building and their bodies." she turned to look toward the door. "Two points of entry, two teams. We took one room at a time, the...faster people in our teams securing the entrances to each room with salt lines so we couldn't be rushed all at once."

Buffy glanced back to the Angel, crossing her arms over her chest. "The experienced fighters held back the demons while traps were drawn. Then we exorcised them, and moved on to the next room. Same pattern, every room until we found Alastair. There's two of us who are pretty equal to him in strength, so we held him back while someone else drew the trap, and then we threw him in." she shrugged her shoulders, the plan was simple enough. And it had worked. Suck on that, locals.

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