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buffy anne summers ♚ slayer, the ([personal profile] stakes) wrote in [community profile] asgardeventide2013-10-26 08:25 pm

eleventh slay ❊ ⊰ joint video/text ⊱ ❊ can't even shout, can't even cry

[ The feed opens up as video, to begin with. Of course, neither Buffy nor Giles can actually speak. The whole city is affected by this. But, luckily for the city, this is something these two Sunnydale natives have seen, dealt with, and destroyed before. Buffy already has an incredibly impatient and exasperated sort of worry written all over her face, lines therefrom aging her far beyond what her actual age is.

Giles is focused, all business-- he’s fumbling with a pen and paper, frowning, eyes away from the camera. When he looks up, he’s scrawled a message with a poorly-drawn monster very seriously drawn in beside it.

THESE MONSTERS ARE CALLED THE GENTLEMEN

Buffy’s shoulders rise and fall similar to a sigh, and she taps Giles on the shoulder before yoinking the pen away from him and scribbling something else.

AND THEY WANT TO MAKE YOU VERY, VERY DEAD

She’s not sorry for interrupting though she expects she’ll be scolded for it later.

Giles just watches as she writes, impatient behind the glasses, and takes up his paper again:
THEY NEED SEVEN HEARTS -- complete with little Valentine’s-cute hearts jotted below the words, to make it really clear.

THEY COME AT NIGHT -- Giles taps these words for emphasis, raising his eyebrows at the camera like he’s trying to hold someone’s attention. This is a warning: nightfall isn’t safe. If his words didn’t make it obvious enough, the emphatic gestures Buffy makes in the background, like pretending to knock on a door, then opening it, then making an ‘x’ over her chest followed by what appears to be the ripping out of her own heart, ought to help.

Giles taps his throat, now, as he holds up the next line:
A HUMAN SCREAM CAN KILL THEM Buffy snatches the paper away and scribbles ONLY in front of "a human scream".


THEY STEAL VOICES -- Giles is drawing again, another wonky Gentleman-doodle with a small cube in its hands -- AND LOCK THEM IN A BOX

Buffy, again, impatiently takes the paper and scritches a doodle of a wooden box that looks like what an older music box casing might look like. Or a jewelry box. It’s small, rectangular, and simple. Something not indicative of evil.


FIND IT AND DESTROY IT

Buffy makes a fist and smashes it into the flat of her other palm. Then she takes the paper and pen again and scrawls one last message.
]

DO NOT ANSWER THE DOOR FOR ANYONE
DO NOT GO OUT AFTER DARK
DO NOT ATTEMPT TO FIGHT THEM
ONLY LOOK FOR THE BOX IN THE DAYTIME
AND STAY ALIVE.


[ Then the feed ends. ]
faceofbeau: ({☆} Now huh...)

[personal profile] faceofbeau 2013-10-27 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Can't say I blame you. It can be useful to know the reason, but it's not necessarily something you'd enjoy finding out.

So, seven of these 'Gentlemen.' Got it. Seven of them, who knows how many of us. Shouldn't be too hard to take care of them and find this box, huh?
faceofbeau: ({☆} Oh boy)

[personal profile] faceofbeau 2013-10-28 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[If the video were active, she'd seen a visible wince. Otherwise, there's just a slight delay before the next text.]

I'm sorry. More fighters is a good bet, though. Makes it a hell of a lot easier to protect those who don't fight.
faceofbeau: ({♡} Are you thinking what I'm thinking)

[personal profile] faceofbeau 2013-10-30 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
A bit. Sorry, we haven't officially met yet, have we? I'm Captain Jack Harkness.
faceofbeau: ({♡} Cheeky)

[personal profile] faceofbeau 2013-10-30 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
'Slayer,' huh? Sounds formidable. I take it you deal with these kinds of creatures often?