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[as_damaged]

[AUDIO;]

[There's a heavy pounding sound in the background of this post, as of something throwing itself against a shut door. Cameron is breathing heavily before she starts speaking.]

Ohmygod... There is-- something in my bathroom--

[CRASH! Splintering wood! Mayhem! Catastrophe! Sound effects! Cameron screams, and you can hear some very hurried footsteps and fumbling as she manages to shut the recording off on her way out of the apartment.]


[ooc; haa, if anyone wants to come help her out feel free |D otherwise she will just runnnnn. And, all replies will be voice if i forget to make note of it, unless otherwise marked ♥ ♥]

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[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Click click, some rustling.]

Where are you?

[Nevermind the who are you part.]

[as_damaged]

[Her voice and footsteps echo a little-- she must be in a stairwell, a hallway...]

Building two-- it's still following--!

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

What is it and what floor?

[He has an idea, having heard several accounts today. There's the sound of running because he's just come from Building 3.]

Are you hurt?

[as_damaged]

I'm fine-- almost to the lobby-- I don't know what it is, but it broke the door down.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[When he gets there the first person he looks for is a woman running though that might be more than one at this point. He does however recognize Peter's friend.]

Cameron?

[as_damaged]

[She runs toward Caspian upon hearing her name-- glancing over her shoulder every few steps. Alien plagues she could deal with; creepy monsters in her bathroom are a different story.]

I think it's still after me--

[And indeed there are tendrils of hair creeeeeping down the stairs, snaking around the banister like parasitic vines.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Arm around her shoulders then a slight nudge back, to keep her behind him.]

Then it's true...

[The moment of 'awe' doesn't last long. He makes a grab for her wrist then turns to run for the doors, onto the street where they might find better cover... or a makeshift weapon.]

[haroicsacrifice.livejournal.com]

There's usually some hair in people's bathrooms, but this trying to kill us all is a new thing.

Sorry, I don't mean to intrude. Are you all right?

[as_damaged]

It's hair?

I think so... it's... where did it come from?

[haroicsacrifice.livejournal.com]

If it's the same thing that tried to trip me from the gutter on my way to work today. From what I've seen on the Network, I'm pretty sure it is.

I have no more idea than you do. I definitely haven't seen this curse before.

[as_damaged]

It didn't chase you?

[haroicsacrifice.livejournal.com]

I fought back.

[as_damaged]

It seems like that'd just make it angrier...

[haroicsacrifice.livejournal.com]

It didn't occur to me to try to calm it down.

[eiremagic]

....you have what?

[as_damaged]

There's some kind of monster-- I think it came up out of the bathtub drain.

[eiremagic]

....do you need a gun?

[as_damaged]

I don't think so-- I'm going to stay with friends, tonight. If it's just a curse of some kind, it should be safe tomorrow.

backdated fail

[ioncewascool.livejournal.com]

Hey! Are you all right?

<3

[as_damaged]

I am, now... thank you. Someone helped me fight it off.

<3

[ioncewascool.livejournal.com]

Good, good.

[as_damaged]

You haven't seen it, have you?

[ioncewascool.livejournal.com]

Just for a minute. It stole my lemon cake and then left me alone.

[as_damaged]

...cake.

[ioncewascool.livejournal.com]

From what I hear, that's probably not the weirdest thing to ever happen in this place.