[EVENT] Lavender's Blue [open]

[snowblindmods]

Characters: anyone and everyone
Location all around town
Date: Night 180
Summary: Kill the sinners or run for your lives.
Warnings: Horror, potential gore and death. Please note more specific warnings in subject lines!

close we will live, dilly dilly
and when we die
both in one grave, dilly dilly
close we will lie

Comments

[mrcreamsicles]

[Tony isn't someone Davesprite expected to run across, but normal expectations are out the window tonight. They shouldn't even be outside at this hour, the snow shouldn't be hanging still in the air, and neither of their eyes should look the way they do. Tony's prophet eyes are ones he's seen already on Jim, and that's would be enough to tell him 'watch out', even if not for every other part of his demeanor.]

East.

[It's true, but unspecific. As Tony stalks closer, Davesprite floats backward, matching his pace.]

How about you stop creeping over my way and tell me what you want?

[He would really rather not deal with a second attempt on his life tonight.]

[definingfuture]

Why are you running?

[He's not running, but he is keeping a distance, which definitely seems like a retreat. The reaction of an obviously guilty party. He wants to hurt him, to kill him--but something about that also wrenches his gut. He pursues a little bit, but doesn't close the gap before he slows.]

I want you to stop destroying Norfinbury. You're wrecking it and I won't allow it.

[mrcreamsicles]

[Oh, great, this again. It was nonsense enough coming from Jim, and just because Tony is repeating it doesn't make it any more believable. He keeps moving back, undeterred, because he knows Tony may well attack him if he gets close enough.]

Check a dictionary, broseph. You don't see any legs for running, do you? But maybe my hope's not over. Maybe if we get together and beg the admin real sweet she'll build me up a new pair of legs out of nanomachines and I can hightail it terrestrial style before you get your murder on. I haven't done a goddamn thing to Norfinbury, man.

[definingfuture]

[Somehow the absurdity of that response actually helps break Tony of a little of his need to kill. Davesprite isn't going to run. What actual threat is he? A bright orange, glowing figure against the snow surely won't be hard to catch. Someone else will get him.]

You... You go ahead and hide if you can. It doesn't matter.

[mrcreamsicles]

[When the words hit Davesprite just stares for a good moment. Go and hide? Doesn't matter? Is... is he serious?]

[Is it a trap?]

[But he can't just ignore the chance, either. Jim tried to kill him, and he'd rather not hang around long enough for Tony to change his mind. So without saying anything, he floats back—a little at first, then a bit more, watching him, until he feels he's far enough to turn away and put speed into his escape.]