Sep. 12th, 2010

[identity profile] youwear-ajacket.livejournal.com

[His Stu had caused nothing but stress for the past several days; moving things around his room, following him around, always insisting on standing that little too close.All small, petty things to most, but for Holmes they were actions that he couldn't tolerate for much longer. Having used a small amount of something or other, his alleged Brother was now unconcious on the floor of the bedroom.

Holmes had headed outside, in need of space, in need of peace. He'd brought his violin with him simply by accident, as he'd bee carrying it with him when his Stu had...become incapacitated. Tuning the instrument as he walked, when he next looked up he saw he was surrounded by high hedges. Turning around, he was met with the same sight. He frowns to himself, literally having no idea where he could be. So, he continues on, a little more cautiously this time.

After an hour he caves, and slumps down in the brightest spot he could find under the moonlight. Thinking for a moment, he places the violin on his shoulder, and begins to
play. He doesn't seem to notice how close he is to the house, nor does he seem to care if he wakes anyone. He hadn't had a case for weeks, he had no games or puzzles, or Watson or London. Nothing. Nothing but his music.]
[identity profile] stillpursued.livejournal.com
[Have a Lily Evans, seated on the edge of her bed, staring blankly at the wall. Her mouth opens and closes every so often, as if she's talking to herself, but there's no sound. Perhaps she's just whispering, or not talking at all. Regardless, she's noticeably confused, and who could blame her? She doesn't know where she is, or why she's here-- the last thing she remembers is drinking a glass of pumpkin juice at breakfast and heading off to Charms. But she doesn't remember getting to Charms, and that's what's terrifying. Was she kidnapped? Drugged? Is this just one long, vivid, hallucination-slash-dream that she can't shake herself out of?]

I wish I could wake up.

[She rubs her arm absent-mindedly before turning to pull her (surprisingly heavy) knapsack onto her lap. Outfitted with an expansion charm, it's got more than she remembered tucked inside. Lily pulls out a worn-looking scarlet jumper and tucks it to her chest. Nope, you can't know what it says... at least not yet.]
[identity profile] featherdrequiem.livejournal.com
[Kuja's been waiting for a while now. He's finally worked out how to get rid of his Sue...or so he thinks and to prove it, he's going to record it. Making a sign to be quiet at the feed he leaves it so that there's a perfect view of him above the door. Then, he levitates himself above his door and then balances himself between the ceiling and the wood frame of said door. Admittedly he's using magic to help suspend himself, upper arm strength isn't his forte. Patiently he waits, it's when he feels her presence approaching the door the tiny hairs on the back of his neck stand on end and the seething urge to punt something rises within his gut. It's her.
She enters the room, obviously looking for him. It's at that point that she regrets this instantly. Looking up her eyes widen as he drops from his hiding place, screaming in protest to her 'brother' landing on her shoulders heavily.]

What are you doing?! Get off me!

[Before she can do anything to throw him off, he grabs a fistful of her hair and yanks as hard as he can, a diversion. Then comes his cue to take full advantage of it. With a swift squeeze of his thighs either side of her neck, he twists. Sharply. There's a disgusting crunch. He lets that jovial smile cross his face. The light fades from her eyes and the body starts to fall. Kuja lets her go and levitates before it hits the floor. She lays there lifeless and he just smirks smugly at her. Stepping along her body, making sure to put as much pressure on it as possible, he approaches the feed. He gives his audience a proud bow. The video cuts and just ends with the message.]

A wannabe, can never best the original act.
[identity profile] controlstheice.livejournal.com
[Camera shows Aidou sitting at a desk, at night, head on hand looking rather bored. A glass of some sort of liquid possibly water in a glass next to him.

He doesn't appear to be going to bed anytime soon as he sighed picking up the glass and tipping it slightly. He hasn't noticed that the blackberry is filming this as he freezes the water that's in the glass, tipping it again, but nothing this time comes out.

Staring at the glass for a moment before licking it and then licking his lips. Sighing for a brief moment.]

It's just not the same...

[Places the glass down, he stands up and goes to the door to possibly look around to see just who the hell can be awake at this time of night like him. He's slightly curious to know.]

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