waitsforever: (Worried)
[personal profile] waitsforever
[Forgive Rory, this is going to be a little bit Blair Witch. The camera's right up to his face for a bit--wow, screen full of nose--and then he fixes it, pulls it a bit away. He's breathing heavily, and trying to keep an eye on the camera and off beside him at the same time, and when he speaks, he's trying to keep his voice low.]

There...iiiis...a minotaur after me, a minotaur and a...thing. A goblin or something.

[The camera shakes a bit as he turns it to try and film along the wall beside him, the wall he's pressed up against, maaaybe to go around the edge, show around the corner...

And then a brief glimpse of the beasts, sniffing about, before they look straight at the camera, and the minotaur bellows.]

Shit!

[The video goes flailing, wild, Rory is off running again.

Sudden glimpses of narrow streets around him

and the goblin-thing, coming up towards him, hands reaching out toward the camera

and then bits of the city

the ground

up at Rory, from under his chin, he's tripped and he's pushing himself up again

alleyway

sky through the tops of buildings

and then a door, about halfway into frame on an angle, door opens, Rory hustles in and slams it behind him, up some stairs, down a hall, and then he slides down against the wall there, panting, trying to fumble the camera back to face him. He has a bit of trouble framing the words.]

So...what are they? Are they always here? What does this city have against me handing in my CV?! Because it's done this twice, now! I mean, the first time, it was a giant purple dog, and this time it's...those things. I know it's unprofessional, but is there a hospital email I can send it to? Because this is kind of ridiculous.

[A sound off to the side and Rory looks, and then gapes.]

How'd you--!

[His shoulders fall briefly in defeat, and then he scrambles to his feet and runs off again, ending the video with a thumb as he does so.]

Date: 2011-05-05 10:34 pm (UTC)
designedtoparty: (I'm the designated driver)
From: [personal profile] designedtoparty
Yeah? I was hoping to avoid it, but if you're that concerned about how useful I am, maybe I'll just leave you to the giant cow thing.

Date: 2011-05-05 10:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] waitsforever.livejournal.com
[BANG and a slight, upsetting splintering noise.]

Minotaur. And...you're kind of a twat, so I'm not sure why I care, but we might as well not both get killed. [...ffff, he really doesn't want to die again, though. But he doesn't want this guy's death on his conscience. Sigh.] What were you thinking of doing?

Date: 2011-05-05 10:48 pm (UTC)
designedtoparty: (grumpy Nathan is grumpy)
From: [personal profile] designedtoparty
You know, you're really encouraging me to help you here.

[HUFF. But it's not like he hasn't been called that about a million times before.] I don't know. Hitting him over the head with something. And, you know, if it comes to it then maybe you can make your escape while he's feasting on my flesh. I may as well put my immortality to use at some point.

Date: 2011-05-05 10:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] waitsforever.livejournal.com
Aaaahh... [Which is a slightly disgusted noise. Mental image. Not nice. Not a good escape plan, oh god. Only.]

You're immortal?

[Rustling sound of some sort, weird.]

Uaahh!

[Brb, Nathan, Rory is running over to hit the goblin currently trying to climb through the tiny window in the face with a chair.]

Date: 2011-05-05 10:57 pm (UTC)
designedtoparty: (this is very very bad)
From: [personal profile] designedtoparty
Seriously, man! If you don't tell me where you are now, I refuse to feel bad when one of those things kill you.

Date: 2011-05-06 01:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] waitsforever.livejournal.com
[Rory's answers come from between hollow bonking and some growly screechy noises.]

It's an abandoned building

somewhere off

toward the big garden place

between that and the square

I think.

[Final bang and then Rory tries to wedge pieces of chair into the window frame, which makes weird scraping noises. Another BANG from the minotaur trying to charge in.]

Here.

[And then after thirty seconds, Nathan gets a link. Rory has CityMaps'd the place.]

Date: 2011-05-06 01:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] waitedforyears.livejournal.com
A-ha. [Yes, she's sneaky like this. And it's public, so... Rory might as well just have told here where he was. And off she goes, running to her husband's rescue.]

filtered to Nathan
You coming along?

Date: 2011-05-06 04:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] waitsforever.livejournal.com
This is a MINOTAUR, and you're not immortal!

Date: 2011-05-06 07:37 pm (UTC)
designedtoparty: ({smoke} that ain't normal)
From: [personal profile] designedtoparty
Not that I wouldn't love to have you around, but your boyfriend's got a point.
Edited Date: 2011-05-06 07:37 pm (UTC)

Date: 2011-05-06 07:44 pm (UTC)

Date: 2011-05-06 07:53 pm (UTC)
designedtoparty: (grumpy Nathan is grumpy)
From: [personal profile] designedtoparty
Fine. Whatever. I guess I'll see you down there.

Date: 2011-05-06 07:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] waitedforyears.livejournal.com
Yeah.

[Shall I start a new action thread for them to come to Rory's rescue?]

Date: 2011-05-06 01:54 pm (UTC)
designedtoparty: (come again?)
From: [personal profile] designedtoparty
filtered to Amy
Yes. I said, didn't I?

filtered.

Date: 2011-05-06 04:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] waitedforyears.livejournal.com
I'll meet you there.

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