013 :: voice/action

[prosopopoeia]

DELACROIX to VOID: 12-05-???? re: Resist

Zhe worms are everywhere. Do not listen to zheir singing. Do you hear me? Do not listen to zhem. Arm yourselves quickly.

^TURRETS

[There's a pair of turrets stationed on either side of the street. They fire indiscriminately at anything that moves, which includes Marie Delacroix, crouched down behind a dumpster, steadily acquiring more and more bullet holes. She peeks around the edge of her cover, firing off one round, and then another. They strike, piercing through the armored shell, and the second one is met with an explosion. Marie hardly hesitates before she rushes out into the open, something preternaturally fast about her movements. If she can duck down inside its range, she can hack the fucking thing...]

^HYBRID

[They look almost human, bipedal and fleshy, but something horrible has taken them over from within. One levels a shotgun at Marie, begging miserably,]

Kill me.

[Another is a step behind, head tilted back to swill down a large mouthful of vodka, liquid dribbling over its face. The empty bottle is thrown at her furiously as it in turns pleads,]

Hurry. Run.

^MIDWIFE

[Hacking apart a foul-smelling egg - life humming inside - with a laser rapier, Marie is being harassed by a swarm of insects, a cloud of something noxious hanging around her, expelled from the pulsating egg. She knows the caretakers must be close...]

^RUMBLER

[The creature lowers its shoulder, barreling forward and knocking her onto her side. She falls with a grunt, feet lashing out as she lifts her pistol. She fires one round that doesn't halt the monster in the slightest before it jams and she's forced to bludgeon annelid's head in with the butt of the gun. By the time it falls, head bleeding, it has clawed Marie viciously. Deja vu, she's lying very still on the pavement.]

[[ooc; All images from here.]]

Comments

[candothat]

[If Delacroix and the sounds will follow, then he'll stop...]

How will you get away?

[prosopopoeia]

I won't.

[She always dies at the end of these dreams.]

[candothat]

Not even if you are helped?

[prosopopoeia]

I 'ad help. Zhey were killed.

[candothat]

There is nothing I can do?

[prosopopoeia]

[She casts him a sidelong glance, a brief break in her severity.]

Stay alive.

[She's tired of watching people die. She inhales deeply, dropping down into a crouch to dig around in her pocket. She pulls several hypos, sorting through them by the colored liquid contained therein. A yellow anti-toxin is the first pressed into her skin.]

[candothat]

I will, but please let me help.

[prosopopoeia]

[She closes her eyes for a moment, but then offers out a handful of hypos filled with red and yellow liquid. They are all items she has scavenged off of dead creatures, nothing she has managed to synthesize in the city itself.]

Take zhese. Zhe red will accelerate healing, zhe yelow ees anti-toxin. Zhe biomass itself ees toxic, and zhe arachnids' bites poisonous.

[The pistol is the next offering.]

[candothat]

[He accepts the hypos and the pistol, listening intently.]

And the goal is to kill them all?

[prosopopoeia]

All of zhem, and zheir eggs.

[Especially the eggs.]

[candothat]

And their eggs. I understand.

[prosopopoeia]

[She has her laser rapier at the ready, her complexion clearing slightly as the anti-toxin does its work, although she is still drawn and harried; haunted.]

Listen to nothing zhey say to you, and stay close. When we reach zhe limits of zhis dream, you will go.

[And that's a fact she won't be arguing, heading off down the streets, their crowded alleyways taking on the most resemblance to her ship.]

[candothat]

You will tell me when that is?

[Chekov doesn't want other people to die, but it seems like an inevitability in Delacroix's case. Still, he can help as much as he can. He follows her through the altered alleyways.]

[prosopopoeia]

I will.

[She won't have him going down with her.]

Now stay sharp.

[candothat]

[He doesn't respond verbally, busy looking and listening for the creatures of Delacroix's nightmares and telling himself that it's just like a training exercise at the Academy.]