v. ][ video

[thefavorite]

[ Dewey is crouched under the piano in the casino, which is well-barricaded, his legs drawn up to his chest. He looks over his knees at the device. ]

Hi. I'm okay. I haven't been able to get home, but I'm okay.

[ He's scared. Terrified, really, but he's trying not to show it - though the video does shake a bit. ]

In case anyone I know was worried.

[ Eden or Frankie, especially, of course, but he's gotten to know a few people here.

There's a noise off-screen, and he gasps, turning suddenly in that direction. A moment later, he turns his attention back and shuts off the feed. He'll never say how much he misses his family, but right now he'd do nearly anything to have them here - any one of them, really - or to go home.

He really wants to go home. ]

Comments

Action - Never fear, your boss is here?

[recognize_an_opportunity]

[Meyer's got the casino barricaded, and he's patrolling the whole place with a shotgun in hand, just ready to take down any of these skeletons that cause any problems. That doesn't mean that he's not coming over to check on Dewey every so often, and he does just as soon as Dewey finishes with his network post. Bending down, he looks under the piano.]

You hanging in there?

Action - Yaaaaay ;; <3 Shotgun bosses are best

[thefavorite]

[ Dewey glances out from underneath, device still clutched in his hands. ]

Yeah. I'm all right.

Re: Action - Or terrifying, depending

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Depending on how long this lasts, you're welcome to sleep in the back room if you need to.

[Kids need more sleep than adults, right? He's not intending to sleep at all until this is over and done with, but he can extend the courtesy to his employees. There's a mattress back there, after all.]

Re: Action - UNDER THE CIRCUMSTANCES, best

[thefavorite]

Okay... maybe later. I'm not really tired right now.

[ It doesn't seem likely that he'll be able to, at the moment. ]

Thanks.

Re: Action - FAIR ENOUGH XD

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Would you feel better or worse if you had some form of weapon?

[Yes, arm the children, best idea.]

Re: Action

[thefavorite]

[ A weapon? Dewey thinks on that for a moment. ]

That depends. Maybe something like a bat...

Re: Action

[recognize_an_opportunity]

I can find you something like that, if it would make you feel better.

Re: Action

[thefavorite]

Yeah. I guess.

I think someone might come for me, but... until they can.

Re: Action

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Okay, you stay right there, and I'll find you something.

[With that said, he goes behind the bar and rummages around for a moment, and then comes up with a baseball bat, bringing it back and presenting it to Dewey.]

This work for you? You could hit something pretty hard with it.

Re: Action

[thefavorite]

[ He creeps out from under the piano for a moment to take it, and hefts it in his hand. He takes a careful swing with it to get a feel for the weight, much like any small boy who has occasionally used a bat to convince his larger brothers to get off of him. ]

Yeah. This works.

Re: Action

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Good. And don't be afraid to use it.

[He's pretty sure Dewey will defend himself, if it comes right down to it, but it can't hurt to say it.]

Re: Action

[thefavorite]

Got it.

[ He's going to take it back under the piano with him, anyway. Fortification within fortification. His advantage is being small, so you can bet he's going to use it. ]

Re: Action

[recognize_an_opportunity]

We'll be just fine if we stay here, okay?

[He's not great at being reassuring, but those aren't empty words. This place is barricaded pretty well, and he has a pretty big gun.]

And it'll all be over with soon enough.

Re: Action

[thefavorite]

[ Back under the piano, bat in hand. He's not going to get much of a choice about going, what with Eden magicking her way in a bit later, but hey, he'll be a bit more secure for right now. ]

All right.

Re: Action

[recognize_an_opportunity]

I'll be back to check up on you later.

[Because he really is patrolling this place like his life depends on it, which, to be fair, it might. That said, he pats the top of the piano reassuringly -- so much easier than actually patting Dewey's shoulder, or something -- and heads off to continue his patrol.]

[eiremagic]

Boyo, I'm going to come pick you up, all right?

[thefavorite]

We are barricaded, but... if you can. Sure.

[eiremagic]

[A few minutes later, it's like the air nearby is ripping, and Eden steps out of it, an AK-47 strapped to her shoulder.]

Dewey? Dewey!

[thefavorite]

[ Whoa. He peeks out from under his piano, head sticking out above the bench.

That's definitely an entrance he's impressed with. ]

Eden?

[eiremagic]

Boyo-

[She reaches a hand out.]

Come on, we're going home-

[thefavorite]

[ He climbs the rest of the way out, and takes that offered hand. ]

You can do that with me?

[eiremagic]

I can, with a bit of your blood. Not much, but I'll have to nick your arm a bit.

[thefavorite]

[ Well, that gets a pretty notable frown out of him, furrowed brow. ]

You need to be bleeding to use magic?

[ On the other hand, he's had worse than that done for him for less good reasons. ]

And then I can teleport with you?

[ That part is pretty cool. ]

[eiremagic]

[She doesn't have to look very far down to be at eye level with him, but she does crouch a bit]

Don't let anyone tell you magic doesn't have a price, all right?

[And she nods]

Just a little bit of blood, and I'll take you with me, just like that in a flash. But I've got me gun if you'd rather go the normal way, we can do that too. It's your choice, boyo, I'll not force you.

[thefavorite]

[ He gives his own small nod to acknowledge that statement, and then pauses to consider. It isn't that much of a pause; facing down hordes of monsters or vanishing magically doesn't seem like a hard choice to him. ]

Okay. You can do it.

[eiremagic]

[She takes a knife from her pocket and fast enough that it's almost clinical rather than scary, she nicks his arm and swipes the blood on her thumb.

She takes his hand.]

Hold on tight, then.

[The tear in the air is back, and she walks him through it, to their living room.]

[thefavorite]

[ He winces at the cut but knowing that it was coming keeps from anything more drastic (like one of his piercing shrieks). He does hold on tight - even if he wasn't listening, the tear in the air forming is motivation enough for him to hold on.

He gapes at it before they go in, then as they walk through, and once they're through, he stares back at where they've come from. Suddenly, the terror of huddling from monsters seems remote. ]

Cool.

[yourbestguysgun]

Kid, anyone got to you yet?

[ Because Bucky's patrolling the streets. He's not above swooping in there. ]

[thefavorite]

Eden says she's going to, and... we are barricaded in, until then.

[yourbestguysgun]

Y'need someone to swing by, check where you're at?

[thefavorite]

I don't know. There are some of us here, so I'm not alone, I'm just... trying to wait.

[yourbestguysgun]

Well, you can call me if you need someone okay?

[thefavorite]

Okay.

[ Half a moment's pause... and he realizes this may be relevant information if he needs to actually call. ]

Who're you?

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Oops. ]

Bucky. Just call the cops and ask for me, okay?

[thefavorite]

Sure, I will.

I'm Dewey.

[yourbestguysgun]

Dewey, got it. Stay safe, kid.

[thefavorite]

Planning on it.