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badfic_manor2011-05-09 10:49 am
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In Person/Voice/Video
[IN PERSON:
Jake is walking through the halls of the manor and towards his room. He had hoped the start of a new week would mean the re-emergence of food and liquor, but subsequent trips to the kitchen have proved otherwise. He's on his way back from another unsuccessful check of the goods when he's certain he hears footsteps behind him. He stops, looks over his shoulder, and waits a moment to see who it might be.
...no one appears and the footsteps stop. Huh.
He starts walking again with a shrug, but the footsteps start almost immediately. Once more he whips around to find nothing. This...this isn't right. There's someone there. He feels it, but...
One hand is already in his pocket, going for his knife, although he keeps it there for now. The other hand produces his blackberry and Jake very carefully turns on the voice feature.]
[VOICE:]
Know this seems a bit abrupt, but anyone else notice anything strange 'round the ranch today? Seems like we still ain't got anythin' to eat but I keep gettin' the most ornery suspicion I-
[IN PERSON:
And that's where the speaking itself stops, as Jake suddenly finds himself run through with a long blade from behind. His hand on his own knife tightens reflexively, but he doesn't have the time to react, having been taken totally by surprise and caught off guard. All he can do is weakly gurgle and cough as he slides off the killer's weapon and falls into a heap on the ground, his life draining out of him in a matter of seconds. His blackberry drops with him, bouncing a few times on the floor, before the video feature is knocked on.]
[VIDEO:
There isn't really a good shot of much of anything, other than the edge of a wall and the hallway floors. However, anyone who watches the feed long enough will notice a red puddle appear on one corner of the transmission and grow across the feed...]
Jake is walking through the halls of the manor and towards his room. He had hoped the start of a new week would mean the re-emergence of food and liquor, but subsequent trips to the kitchen have proved otherwise. He's on his way back from another unsuccessful check of the goods when he's certain he hears footsteps behind him. He stops, looks over his shoulder, and waits a moment to see who it might be.
...no one appears and the footsteps stop. Huh.
He starts walking again with a shrug, but the footsteps start almost immediately. Once more he whips around to find nothing. This...this isn't right. There's someone there. He feels it, but...
One hand is already in his pocket, going for his knife, although he keeps it there for now. The other hand produces his blackberry and Jake very carefully turns on the voice feature.]
[VOICE:]
Know this seems a bit abrupt, but anyone else notice anything strange 'round the ranch today? Seems like we still ain't got anythin' to eat but I keep gettin' the most ornery suspicion I-
[IN PERSON:
And that's where the speaking itself stops, as Jake suddenly finds himself run through with a long blade from behind. His hand on his own knife tightens reflexively, but he doesn't have the time to react, having been taken totally by surprise and caught off guard. All he can do is weakly gurgle and cough as he slides off the killer's weapon and falls into a heap on the ground, his life draining out of him in a matter of seconds. His blackberry drops with him, bouncing a few times on the floor, before the video feature is knocked on.]
[VIDEO:
There isn't really a good shot of much of anything, other than the edge of a wall and the hallway floors. However, anyone who watches the feed long enough will notice a red puddle appear on one corner of the transmission and grow across the feed...]
OOC