[EVENT] Lavender's Blue [open]

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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

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[awwnoun]

[ Clint stares up at Bucky, and then looks to Natasha, trying to focus. A pause, and then: ]

Is she dead?

[advanced]

Yeah.

[He watches Clint's face carefully, blue eyes glowing in the darkness, for any sign of regret.]

You need to fight this.

[awwnoun]

[ There's none, right now. He watches Bucky with a sharper sort of look. ]

Fight what? [ He asks, even as he's trying to pull himself up standing. ]

[advanced]

You're going to want to fight me, hurt me, you need to fight that impulse.

[He knows that's likely not going to happen. If Clint is far gone enough to kill Natasha, his best friend, then it's unlikely that Bucky is going to get through to him.]

I won't let you leave to hurt anyone else, so just sit there and wait it out.

[awwnoun]

[ Oh, yeah. That makes sense. Clint hums, rubbing at his face. ]

I could just kill you. [ Clint points out to him, which is what he intends on doing. One down. One to go. He's reaching for the letter opener, because he can't exactly take the broomstick. ]

[advanced]

[He can see Clint reaching for something, and his eyebrow goes up infinitesimally.]

Trust me, you don't want to try that.

[awwnoun]

[ Letter opener achieved! Clint looks up at Bucky. ]

I do, though. [ Which is why he's going to stand up. ] You gonna fight back?

[advanced]

Yeah.

[He lowers his centre of gravity and half turns to keep his armless side out of the way.]

You have to get through me to hurt anyone else.

[awwnoun]

[ Clint sniffs - and then moves. He's injured, yes, but Clint isn't that bad of a fighter at all. He throws himself at Bucky like he did Natasha, heavy and bruising, making an effort to knock Bucky's feet out from under him, trying to be distracting with the letter opener up top. ]

[advanced]

[Bucky's ready for this.

He sees the small shift just before the spring and he moves accordingly, twisting in order to try and grab Clint around the throat with his forearm and then lock it in place.

With only one arm, he'll not be able to hold the other man for long if he manages to catch him in the first place, but hopefully long enough to knock him out.]

Bad move, Barton.

[It's a low growl, the softer side of him melting into something reminiscent of the Soldier in a moment.]

[awwnoun]

[ Clint's not threatened, really - Bucky has one arm. Winter Soldier or not, Clint thinks he can fight better because he's got two. He launches himself, and Bucky grabs him by the throat, but he's not going to just let that happen. He chokes, and then aims for the joint of Bucky's elbow, slamming it with his own to try and get his arm to buckle.

And if he can do that, he's going to continue his movement, try to knock Bucky down and jab that letter opener right in his face. It's rushed, though - he's full of bloodlust and isn't aiming correctly, so the letter opener can easily be taken from him. ]

[advanced]

[Bucky's arm buckles and he makes the fatal mistake of instinctively trying to block with his other arm... the arm that isn't there any longer. His eyes widen in surprise as the letter opener plunges into his face, though it thankfully just goes through one of his cheeks to flood his mouth with blood.

It's like a switch flips inside him and all his training takes over. Ignore the pain, take out the target, conserve the Soldier's life. He twists his head to wrest the letter opener from Clint, tearing his face more in the process with a grunt of pain, and pulls his aching arm up to pull it out and flip it around in one smooth motion to try and stab Clint right in the throat.]

[awwnoun]

[ Clint makes a victorious noise when the letter opener goes through - but he's not expecting the quick change in movement. Clint is injured and slow to react, and Bucky's far more brutal than Clint is expecting. Maybe he should've been expecting it.

Either way, the letter opener swings up, and hits him right in the throat, makes him gurgle and fall back, off Bucky. Both hands come up to try and hold at it, try and uselessly scrabble at the letter opener. Get it - get it out, right, that's what he should do, he...

He chokes, blood leaking from the corner of his lips, and - well. Fights. He fights for as long as he can to stay awake, to stay alive, but it's not very long regardless. It's a short, painful death, and his eyes go flat after a couple of seconds. ]