「ᴇʟʟɪᴇ ❛ᴡɪʟʟɪᴀᴍs❜.」 (
tonsofpun) wrote in
asgardeventide2014-01-22 10:56 pm
Entry tags:
- !sos,
- alice liddell,
- arthur pendragon,
- beatrice "tris" prior,
- claudia donovan,
- clementine,
- daphne allen,
- desmond miles,
- ellie,
- harry potter,
- henry,
- joel,
- johanna mason,
- john watson [bbc],
- leo valdez,
- lord voldemort,
- merlin,
- merope riddle,
- natasha romanova,
- sam winchester,
- sherlock holmes [bbc],
- sherlock holmes [elementary]
video.
[The scene opens up to Ellie's face. It's dark, and there's blood on her cheeks, smeared back into her hair. There are tears in her eyes, and she's fucking frantic.]
SOS- fuck, we- we need a healer.
[Over the top of her voice is another, almost shouting 'no, we don't!']
Gelfion Park, we've got-
[Her voice breaks.]
Two dead.
[There's that voice again, behind her, low, weak and gruff, probably familiar.]
Ellie, don't - just get us the hell out of here, Jesus-
[She looks back, moves away, and the scene behind her is horrific. Even in the darkness it's possible to see the headless corpse, tossed aside and hard to identify. There is blood all over the grass, and laying some feet away from Ellie is a severed arm. It's curled in a sad, broken crumpled heap and looking like nothing so much as a doll's part.
It's male, weathered and partially covered with bloodstained flannel. Joel's.
A figure moves and Joel comes into sight, barely, his arm a bloody stump and his face dark with dirt, a single tear track cleaning away and leaving a mark against his skin. He shifts, awkwardly, obviously trying to make his way over to something beside them - which would be awkward enough if he had both his arms, but with one? It looks nearly impossible.
At this point, Ellie drops her hand, and the view of the camera comes to rest on the arm and shoulder of a still figure laying in the grass, along with a good deal of blood.
The hand is female, much calloused, and isn't moving.]
SOS- fuck, we- we need a healer.
[Over the top of her voice is another, almost shouting 'no, we don't!']
Gelfion Park, we've got-
[Her voice breaks.]
Two dead.
[There's that voice again, behind her, low, weak and gruff, probably familiar.]
Ellie, don't - just get us the hell out of here, Jesus-
[She looks back, moves away, and the scene behind her is horrific. Even in the darkness it's possible to see the headless corpse, tossed aside and hard to identify. There is blood all over the grass, and laying some feet away from Ellie is a severed arm. It's curled in a sad, broken crumpled heap and looking like nothing so much as a doll's part.
It's male, weathered and partially covered with bloodstained flannel. Joel's.
A figure moves and Joel comes into sight, barely, his arm a bloody stump and his face dark with dirt, a single tear track cleaning away and leaving a mark against his skin. He shifts, awkwardly, obviously trying to make his way over to something beside them - which would be awkward enough if he had both his arms, but with one? It looks nearly impossible.
At this point, Ellie drops her hand, and the view of the camera comes to rest on the arm and shoulder of a still figure laying in the grass, along with a good deal of blood.
The hand is female, much calloused, and isn't moving.]

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