snowblindrpg | [log] Event: Howl [open]

[log] Event: Howl [open]

Characters: everyone
Location: The sort of location M.C. Escher wishes he'd thought up.
Date: nights 211 & 212
Summary: I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallow'd ground
Warnings: potential for violence, death, and psychological horror; please note in subject lines if any specific warnings come up!

like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
I want to find you tear out all your tenderness

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[It's not a natural thing for him to protect still, though it's more natural than it used to be, but he's diligent as they walk along to make sure that Zack isn't going to walk into any obstacles.

That's until the world tilts sideways.

The first thing he does is dive down, trying to fight back memories of the Potomac and pulling out a nearly dead Captain America, fingers trying to close around Zack's shirt to pull him up to the surface roughly.]

[ One moment, he's struggling not to breathe in water. The next, he's gasping through his fingers after breaking the surface. He still apparently got some in his lungs with the way he starts to sputter and cough and it's hard to say at first how aware he is with his eyes constantly unfocused. At least until he starts to point almost feverishly- ]

Out! We need to- get out! Something- Something there!

[ He just manages the words before another fit that has him speechless, but it doesn't stop him from trying to swim away from the creature with far too many eyes darting towards them, something blade-like on both arms. ]

Edited 2017-03-09 00:24 (UTC)

Something where?

[He's treading water, trying to cover Zack from all sides which is pretty impossible when they're in an open expanse of water, but he can't protect from what he can't see.]

Tell me where to hit!

[He can beat most anything, he just needs solid direction.]

[ It's too fast. He's figuring that out quick but first instinct from all their anomaly encounters wants them to run. To get away as fast as possible. But he knows that's impossible and now another part of him's kicking in. An old part of him he hasn't felt in a long time, but something in that moment seems to seize it and he turns back towards the thing because Bucky can't see it. ] It's right-!

[ He doesn't finish. Just moves, shoving past that blue light as that first arm comes down and Zack's hand goes up to try and catch it at the wrist, but it's already shoving him back and under the water. Enough to delay his other hand from catching the next hit and can feel the burn of something catch his arm as he sinks further. As he barely keeps in check his breath, even as he kicks out blindly. ]

[He's getting frustrated with his supposed partner not including him. How is he supposed to help bring it down, protect the prophet, if he won't communicate? With a snarl, he charges forward to the general area where Zack went flying from, punching out to try and connect with something solid.

His fist connects fairly solidly, giving him purchase to swing around and kick out, finally in the fight.]

[ There's nothing that connects to Zack's own kick, but he can feel the shift in the water as Bucky moves and then the shadow of the monster's flinching back and away at the landing of that next hit. Zack can see it moving to try and swing at Bucky again though- but this time he's too far away to actually do anything about it other than point in that direction, unaware of the blood that floats away sluggishly from his arm when he does so. ]

[He'll have to deal with that blood after.

Thankfully, the pointing does help him reach the right direction and, after a few more seconds of frantic fighting, his fingers close around the light in its mouth and yank it out, leaving the monster to topple, dead.]

[ With the monster sinking, the pool of water suddenly starts to sink and drain. The water level falls rapidly, but there's no specific pull any which way to where it's going. But that might be explained in how Bucky can see it seeping into the stretch of the ground, itself. The creature from before's body is gone though.

Zack lands on the ground on hands and knees, but at least this time, he's not coughing out water. Just frowning at the floor before he slowly starts to his feet again, feeling surprisingly light and dry. ] First time I've swam in six months and now I think I could go without it for another year.

[ It's a dry joke. Stupid and empty, but it's better than thinking about how much worse things could have turned up. ]

[He snorts the tiniest little laugh, but it's over and done with in a moment.]

There are bound to be others.

[He's all business, not really up to joking around.]

Are you hurt?

[ Others, right. There's always others. Always that foreboding. Zack shakes his head out of that thought as he raises one arm that's now faintly stinging. ]

Just here, I think.

[ Hard for him to say how deep it is, but it definitely hurts like a bitch. Bucky can see the cut through his sleeve and the way it's already darkened with blood. ]

[He reaches out to take hold of the sleeve and pull it up, before careful fingers touch around the wounded area as gently as he can to examine how bad it is. Zack can probably tell from the way it's happening that Bucky still only has one arm.]

Doesn't look dangerous.

[ He can tell pretty quickly by the way his sleeve gets pulled up as it does that it takes more time. He's still without that other hand. That's a problem there. Not that it erases the surprise when Bucky's as careful as he is with that wound. It's a strange feeling... Bizarre to know those were the same hands who killed.

He wonders if that's how people feel after getting to know a SOLDIER. The people who hate SOLDIERs or fear them.

But he shakes his head out of that thought quick, nodding shortly. ] Okay, let's keep going then.

[ This time, it's Zack who puts a hand on Bucky's shoulder. There's no sense limiting him further. ]

[It feels good knowing that they've already taken one out and saved one of the lights, because it does feel like that's what they're doing... saving something important.]

Did I ever thank you?

[It comes into the silence suddenly as he walks, waiting for Zack to give him more directions.]

[ooc: Sorry for the wait, I've been on holiday without internet for a few days.]

[ The comment's so sudden, he's not really sure what to make of it at first. Just pauses mid-stride, gaze off in the general direction of where he thinks ought to be Bucky's face. ]

Thank me? What for?

[ Off hand, he can't think of anything he's done for him. Not lately anyway unless he's talking about before? ]

Coming when I needed the blood transfusion, helping out.

[Most people know he's dangerous, so agreeing to help him out is a big deal. It's not something that everyone would do.]

It didn't work for long, a week maybe, but it did help. So thanks.

[ Oh.

...Oh. So, that really was what he meant. Zack opens his mouth. Closes it slowly. Then opens it again as he shifts his weight from one foot to the other. ]

...Uh, Sure. No problem. With so much going on around here, we gotta help each other out, you know? Just a shame it didn't last that long..

[ Which means he's also going to have to be more careful around him from here in... isn't he. Never a dull moment in this town. Zack pats his shoulder after another moment. ] But come on. We should get going.

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cw? Freaky deaky image?

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Old thread is old at this point, so I'm gonna wrap it up here if that's alright? <3