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longestnight_old2015-06-25 04:41 am
beetlebutt) wrote in longestnight_old2015-06-25 04:41 am
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Gods and Monsters [cs: torture and murder and scary stuff]
Jaime Reyes was standing on a street in El Paso, looking very confused, and talking to himself. Well, at least it looked like he was talking to himself. Really, he was talking to the scarab, because the two of them were trying to figure out what the heck had just happened. The world had blurred, Jaime had passed out and now...
"This is so not El Paso."
Now he was in a place that was home and yet not home.
|T L[][]KS \|/E|RD. \|/HERE'S THE PUTT-PUTT?
"Exactly. And that - what is that? That building wasn't there yesterday. Neither was that bank building. And where's the El Diablo?"
/-\LTERN/-\TE D|/|\ENS|[]N?
"Are your sensors picking up anything weird?"
...SENS[]RS /-\RE |N[]PER/-\T|[]N/-\L.
After doing a systems check, the scarab trilled a little wordless cry of alarm.
"What's wrong?"
/|\UTIPLE SYSTEMS |N[]PER/-\T|[]N/-\L. []NLY B/-\S|C L|FE SUPP[]RT, B/-\SIC TR/-\NSF[]O/|\/-\T|[]N /-\B|L|T|ES, /-\ND C[]/|\/|\S /-\V/-\|L/-\BLE. D|/-\GN[]ST|CS UN/-\BLE TO DETER/|\INE WHY.
"Whoa, whoa, okay, calm down, you're kinda panicking. Stop with the brain klaxons, okay?"
|'/|\ RUNN|NG BL|ND. Y[]U C/-\LM D[]WN!
"I know this is freaky, and you're not used to being blind like this, but you're still conscious and I'm still conscious, and we're not fighting an evil death satellite or, I don't know, being shot at by aliens. We'll figure this out, okay? Just keep a cool head."
The response was a very surly, | D[]N'T H/-\VE /-\ HE/-\D.
Jaime rolled his eyes. "You know what I meant, Mr. Literal. Look, we'll figure this out, okay?"
In fact, maybe he could just talk to someone and get some answers. Some teenagers ran down the street towards him.
"Hey! Very, very lost superhero here," he said, waving them down. "Any chance you could -"
They didn't notice. In fact, with a feeling like cold mist, they ran right through him. Jaime froze up after they did, expression stricken.
"Okay, we're a ghost or something and no one can see, hear, or touch us. Time to panic."
| T[]LD Y[]U!
"This is so not El Paso."
Now he was in a place that was home and yet not home.
|T L[][]KS \|/E|RD. \|/HERE'S THE PUTT-PUTT?
"Exactly. And that - what is that? That building wasn't there yesterday. Neither was that bank building. And where's the El Diablo?"
/-\LTERN/-\TE D|/|\ENS|[]N?
"Are your sensors picking up anything weird?"
...SENS[]RS /-\RE |N[]PER/-\T|[]N/-\L.
After doing a systems check, the scarab trilled a little wordless cry of alarm.
"What's wrong?"
/|\UTIPLE SYSTEMS |N[]PER/-\T|[]N/-\L. []NLY B/-\S|C L|FE SUPP[]RT, B/-\SIC TR/-\NSF[]O/|\/-\T|[]N /-\B|L|T|ES, /-\ND C[]/|\/|\S /-\V/-\|L/-\BLE. D|/-\GN[]ST|CS UN/-\BLE TO DETER/|\INE WHY.
"Whoa, whoa, okay, calm down, you're kinda panicking. Stop with the brain klaxons, okay?"
|'/|\ RUNN|NG BL|ND. Y[]U C/-\LM D[]WN!
"I know this is freaky, and you're not used to being blind like this, but you're still conscious and I'm still conscious, and we're not fighting an evil death satellite or, I don't know, being shot at by aliens. We'll figure this out, okay? Just keep a cool head."
The response was a very surly, | D[]N'T H/-\VE /-\ HE/-\D.
Jaime rolled his eyes. "You know what I meant, Mr. Literal. Look, we'll figure this out, okay?"
In fact, maybe he could just talk to someone and get some answers. Some teenagers ran down the street towards him.
"Hey! Very, very lost superhero here," he said, waving them down. "Any chance you could -"
They didn't notice. In fact, with a feeling like cold mist, they ran right through him. Jaime froze up after they did, expression stricken.
"Okay, we're a ghost or something and no one can see, hear, or touch us. Time to panic."
| T[]LD Y[]U!
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Some people, when something this terrible was done to them, didn't come out the same.
He sniffed at the meat pinata to see if the remains were human, eyeing the blue-blooded hammer and the hook with its telltale pile of armor parts.
Bunny took a quick pause aside to take a deeper sniff of the woman's blood. He had to be able to pick her out by a papercut after this. Had to, because someone who did this to children could not be allowed to live anymore in his world, even if she had been a child who'd needed protecting once.
"Let's keep going," he said, moving on to the next room. They weren't done finding victims.
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Somebody like this might have felt that they were safe enough that they couldn't be found. But that didn't mean that there weren't traps there somewhere. More than just the one on the door. Especially since this was pretty much definitely the work of at least one of the 'anti-Guardians', as Sam was calling them to himself.
Sure, Bunny was probably better equipped to sense them before Sam did, but that didn't stop him from readying a shield in his mind. Just in case.
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So much of his instincts had said do to this alone, without exposing one of the new Guardians, but that would have been an irresponsible risk at this point. And Sam was already so jaded, something that saddened Bunny even as he was in a way glad that someone as competent as Sam was available for horror and danger of this scale.
He crept on through the warehouse, on to find the rest of the victims.
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He stalked the other Guardian's footsteps, staying close and keeping his steps as silent as possible, head and gun up as he scanned the area. Just in case they weren't alone.