Third entry // Accidental Video

[the-tudour-rose.livejournal.com]

[The feed shows Elizabeth and Embry, both on the bed, Elizabeth reading a rather heavy duty book, Embry half asleep. The blackberry is most likely still propped up against the vanity mirror. As Elizabeth turns a page, Embry suddenly lifts his head, as if startled. At first, he just lies there, his eyes roaming the room. Elizabeth eventually looks up from her book]

What is it, Embry?

[When he doesn't answer her straight away, she reached out and touches his head, petting him with her fingertips. After a minute or so, he settles back down.]

My apologies, your grace-

[Something black appears, only for a split second, across the blackberry screen, and seems to simply vanish into thin air. Embry jumps off of the bed and runs toward the vanity, growling menacingly. As he turns back around, he knocks the bureau, making the blackberry fall over so that the video is useless. Only voices can be heard as Embry continues to growl]

What is wrong with you?! What is it, what did you see?

[Her daemon doesn't answer, but keeps growling, as if he's being threatened by something Elizabeth can't seem to see]

Sixth Guitar Solo - Eddie Riggs [Accidental Video]

[kingroadie.livejournal.com]

God damn it.

[This is how the feed starts, with a slam and more cursing. The blackberry's view obscured by the leather fabric of Eddie's vest pocket.

It still giving an decent enough view of just where Eddie is though. From the looks of it, he's in the hallway, back against the wall as he growls.]

Damn it Heather. [The view shifts just slightly as Eddie lifts an arm up, seemingly rubbing his forehead or the like from the way it lingers up there. Anvil can be heard moving on his shoulder.]

You were- supposed to be safe.

No one can see these things attacking people dear. So expecting her to-

Still! I was hoping she'd be okay, she's got a good head on her shoulders. This wasn't supposed to happen. [The roadie seems torn between being angry and sad. Silence lingering as Anvil sighs, not even sure what to say herself.


Eddie's hand drops for a moment before he digs through another pocket, shaking the videos view as he extracts the
knife that started it all. Staring at it for a second before giving another angry growl, this one much lower though, more animalistic in comparison to the last one.

Said knife meeting the wall with a decent amount of force on Eddie's behalf.

The knife survives being tossed, just hitting the floor with a clatter.]