Characters: House and Quark
Location L4 - 25 (Shelley Derricks' House)
Date: Evening 104
Summary: Quark hands over some binoculars to the good Dr. House and learns that you can never trust anyone.
Warnings: House is his own warning, but there is very likely to be angst.

( But if you don't mind me saying, I can see you're out of aces... )

This is a public service announcement courtesy of your friendly neighborhood troll, reporting now for the Dragonyy'yd News Network. I am deigning to use voice here so that no one can get uppity about not being able to read my quirk even though it's just a simple alphanumeric substitution, that's how serious I am! Potentially disturbing news will be mentioned, so audience discretion is advised!

I am afraid that I will not be the bearer of any good news tonight. Zach, Kesara, and I have been heading towards the tunnels to get downtown these past few days. Earlier today, we ran into professional douchebag Handsome Jack. There was an altercation between him and Zach, and Zach... didn't make it. Kesara was injured in the crossfire, but fortunately suffered no life-threatening injuries. She got a pretty nasty bump on the head, though, and will be under close supervision Jack was also killed shortly after the fight. Please check your local morgues for a follow-up on this event.

This has been Terezi Pyrope with the DNN. Please call or mail in if you desire further details on this story.

[Terezi pauses for a moment before continuing.]

My condolences for those who know Zach. I hope he revives soon.

( The second time -  )

Day 105, afternoon, video


If nothing else, I can say it wasn't quite as bad the second time around.

[Hello, Norfinbury. There's your snarky vampire back. He looks much better, too, despite standing out in the snow - mostly healthy to begin with, if you can believe that, but also calm, almost satisfied. Yes, he's sure you're all going to have a lot to say about that.]

I see I've missed quite a bit. Do we still have any murderers at large? I should have looked for Handsome Jack in the morgue, come to think of it. My apologies. I was rather preoccupied.

[Understandably so, he imagines. But speaking of that... he doesn't quite frown, but his expression grows a little distant, a little sombre.]

I know what I saw when... whatever it was came for me. And the recording seems to confirm it. But perhaps it was different for the rest of you. I'd like to know, if you don't mind. There are pieces here that almost feel like they are coming together.