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fourth slay ❊ ⊰ video/action for thor district (near arena ish?) ⊱ ❊ no light, no light

[ At first there's really not much going on. She actually purposefully turned her bracelet on because she wanted to warn Dawn of how weird things were outside, as well as check up in general, make sure Giles was okay...

But she gets distracted. There's not much to see because her arms are in normal positions; she's not trying to talk into the bracelet anymore. But it's easy to hear her talk, and as things progress, it's clear what's happening. ]

.. Angel? [ Her voice comes... meekly. It's Angel, after all. And he seems to be happy to see her, at least to her... ] Did you just get here??

[ And then things change. They walk, the scenery around her changes (she's still in her own district, but out and about), and then suddenly, there's a sharp cry from Buffy. The bracelet is now picking up spatters of blood on the ground, as her hands are pressing firmly to a wound. ]

Angel! [ She sounds not only shocked, but emotionally wounded, and things move up and down several times as her feet hit the ground and she tries to run after him. ] Wait!! [ Seriously what's going on?! ] Stop! [ But then she starts to limp, and it's audible and visible in the way the gem captures her movements changing, and eventually she stops and leans against something. ]

-- He doesn't even know... [ She means about the fact that she's dead back home; or maybe that he's lost his soul... It could be any number of things. She's still unaware that she left her bracelet on, very distracted by the pain in her side and the warmth of her blood gushing and oozing through her fingers. She only lingers for a moment before she pushes off and tries hobbling again, but she's losing blood quickly, and her limbs aren't functioning at capacity.

She misses Slayer healing speeds. ]

{{OOC; lmao so i got off the internet to go to sleep an hour ago but the idea hit me and kept stalking my brain so i ... am posting and RUNNING to go to bed so i can capture four hours of sleep sobs... but i'll tag replies from work tomorrow morning/day and get full-fledged post-work! }}

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[Dean is already running towards the Thor district, fumbling at his damn bracelet as he skids around a corner. The thing never turned on when he needed to, and always when he didn't. He finally gets a feed open and doesn't bother with a filter since he's already in the districts and needs to know her exact location.]

Buffy! Where the hell are you?!

About half a block from - [ she stops for a second to wince, hissing through her teeth at a sharp pang that passes quickly but not without making itself very, very known first. ] - the gym.. Thingie..

[Scrambling and taking a few wrong turns, Dean finally sees Buffy and pushes him faster the last few yards. He's careful not to run into her, slipping an arm around her waist to support her as he checks the damage.]

Shit. [It looks bad, but it could be worse. A lot worse.] Shit.

[He pulls away to shrug off his outer shirt and wads it up, pressing it hard to the wound and tying the sleeves around Buffy's waist in a makeshift bandage.] How're you for walking?

[ She just looks pained and shrugs a little. ] I think I'll be okay, but -- gimme a shoulder, okay? And I promise I'm not too heavy, I can totally jump on and piggyback -- [ She cringes again, looking down at her now bloodied shirt. ] But it's Angel -- Angel's the one you need to worry about, Dean, he's dangerous!

[Sam nearly runs into them until he skids to a stop in time, breathless from -- well, running across the damn city -- but after seeing that Dean has her, Sam moves past them for a moment to look back down the road, before he refocuses his attention on the two, chest heaving.]

There's no -- Buffy.

[And Sam steps forward to take her shoulders, eyes finding hers, serious.]

Listen -- he's not real. Okay? Trust me. He isn't real. It's just a projection of your imagination, but you have to tell me which way whatever stabbed you went or if it just vanished.

[Dean rolls his eyes, grunting as he hikes Buffy a little higher up against his shoulder as he helps her along. Of all the things for Sam to be focusing on.]

Dude, aren't you always talking to me about 'time and place'? Help me get her to the hospital, you can ask questions later.

I don't know, Sam! He ran, I got all - bleedy and dizzy! I looked at the knife, he split. Maybe he disappeared -- [ She actually whimpers this time, because the added stress of trying to remember where stabbity Angel went isn't helping. ] - But he's fast, and he's old, and if he's stabbing me, then he's evil. Whatever direction, it's no good.

[ Her hand grips whoever it is she's leaning on the most for support and pulls herself as she hobbles along. The pain is getting worse than she thought it'd get. This is not fun. ]

This is the time and place, Dean, this thing has stabbed dozens of people all over the city at around the same time with absolutely no warning dressed up as people they love. This isn't an isolated incident.

[It's a hiss -- Sam is stressed and afraid and he really isn't in the right state of mind to deal with the sheer amount of bullshit this city is serving him -- but then Buffy begins to talk about what happened, so he listens intently before he steps forward.]

Here, Dean, let me --

[And Sam hesitates only a moment before he carefully picks her up. The faster they get her to a hospital, the better off they'll be. Deal with it, girl. 8|]

Come on, let's get out of here, and just -- look out for anything strange.

[Dean's happy to let Sam take over, the younger man always having an advantage when it came to brute strength. Dean was not pansy, but Sam had plenty of inches and muscles that Dean didn't. He keeps close, though, using his recently freed hands to pull his gun and cover from behind as he falls a step behind Sam.]

Do you think it's the same thing, or a bunch of things? Or just another shitty god thing that we won't be able to do anything about?

[ She doesn't hesitate to loop her arms around Sam's neck, leaning into him, but when dean pulls out his gun she sees over Sam's shoulder and frowns. ] He's a vampire, Dean.. Guns won't do anything.

It's not a vampire, Buffy. I told you, he's not actually here. Keep pressure on your wound.

[It's spoken quietly as he follows Dean quickly, but he speaks up a little louder to answer his brother.]

I don't know what it is, exactly, but I have a theory as to why, but it makes no sense.

No idea what it is, but I'd rather be safe than sorry, thanks.

[Dean scans ahead before glancing at Sam, a frown clear on his face.]

Well? Share with the class, Sammy. Our lives have never made sense, they are aren't about to start in a place like this.

Just get me to the hospital and watch for him! You don't know for sure he's not real! You don't get it! It's Angel -- [ And then she just.. quits words. And is made of pain. ]

Buffy???

What's going on? Are you okay?

How can I help?

He stabbed me! Angel -- god, where did he go? -- I think Dean's coming..

Who's Angel?

He better get there quick...

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My -- god, this sounds awful - my ex. Who can suddenly become evil sometimes.

Okay... [And barely audible.] that's not weird at all.

[Jimmy takes a quick look at the wound from the angle the bracelets at.] Just stay on the line with me until Dean gets there. Okay?

I'm talking to Sam, too - I'll be okay. Thanks, Jimmy - [ WINCE. HISS THROUGH TEETH. PAIN - ] Second thought? Talking is good.

Try to calm down.

Okay, so what's your house? I never asked. And your power?

Calming really not so jivey with the being stabbed situation. Thor - strength -- also known as the big kicker from home, too... Can't say I was surprised when I got here and that's where they threw me.

Believe me, I know. I've been there, but you have to try.

Have Sam or Dean found someone to help heal you? I'm from Sigyn.

[Panic is not going to do any good. And by now, Sam has realized what's happened. So when he speaks, it's relatively calm, but there's a note of urgency.]

Don't follow him. He's not real. Whoever you're seeing isn't who you think they are.

Stay where you are and don't move. I'm going to come get you.

[And a pause:]

Keep talking to me.

[If you die, he's going to flip. So. Don't die. ok.]

Sam-- { Sam she needs you right now... } it's Angel, I can't-- I can't just let him walk away, he won't stop with me! If he lost his soul again, he won't stop until he kills everyone I care about! You, Dean... Giles. Dawn. Everyone.

Buffy, it's a hallucination. He's not actually here.

[He's on his way, as fast as he can go, but he's nowhere near the Thor district -- ]

It's a trick played by the gods.

Hallucinations don't stab people!

Depends on the hallucination --

[And Sam abruptly shuts off his bracelet to catch her into standing up straight, eyes wide.]

Buffy -- where were you stabbed?

[As much as she really desperately wants to go home and curl up under her bed, Mary can't ignore this. This girl knows Dean- does she know Sam? Who cares? Mary can't let someone (anyone) die like this.]

Is someone coming for you? Buffy, can you hear me?

Dean's -- he's on his way, and I think Sam is... I can hear you. And I'll be okay it just -- god I forgot how much getting stabbed hurts!

[Okay, two competent people on the job. Good. Time to- wait, what?]

Forgot? You've gotten stabbed before?

With my own stake, even.

You have a stake?

... Yeah, I have a stake. Whole collection of 'em, actually.

Did you hunt vampires back home?

[Keep her talking tra la la. Take her mind off what's happening until Sam or Dean or someone shows up to find her.]

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