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poly_chromatic2012-03-30 09:26 pm
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[Accidental Video | Action]
[ooc: slightly forward dated to just after midnight. Souvenirs you never lose curse.]
[Buffy's device is on the coffee table. It flickers on to reveal her curled up on the couch. The room is lit only by the Kung Fu movie playing on the TV. She's got a blanket draped over her legs and a bag of microwave popcorn on her lap.]
Oh yeah. Like the bad guys ever attack one at a time.
[She pops a handful of popcorn in her mouth and her brow furrows. Her hand goes to her neck and when she pulls it away, it's covered in blood. Her eyes go wide as she presses that same hand to her torso. The blanket sticks, wet with blood. She starts to stand up, pulling the blanket away from the wound and tossing it over the device by accident more than anything. Everything goes black.]
[Buffy's device is on the coffee table. It flickers on to reveal her curled up on the couch. The room is lit only by the Kung Fu movie playing on the TV. She's got a blanket draped over her legs and a bag of microwave popcorn on her lap.]
Oh yeah. Like the bad guys ever attack one at a time.
[She pops a handful of popcorn in her mouth and her brow furrows. Her hand goes to her neck and when she pulls it away, it's covered in blood. Her eyes go wide as she presses that same hand to her torso. The blanket sticks, wet with blood. She starts to stand up, pulling the blanket away from the wound and tossing it over the device by accident more than anything. Everything goes black.]