Entry #A-12: "Annihilation" [Text Open Network/Action closed to Tony, Dirk and Richard]

[dead_black_eyes]

[[OOC: This post contains torture and gore.]]

[Those who know L's number will recognize it, scrawled in blood. They will also see a location nearer the outskirts of Locke City written after it, as well as a short but desperate message.]

SEND HELP

[OOC: Since L has no means and is in no shape to answer network responses, Belle Goldman will be doing the honors at a later point.]

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[theearth]

Despite her modifications, the woman wasn't built for fighting. She could hold her own with a handgun, sure, but she absolutely was not engineered for fighting off...

...well. Whatever the hell that was.

The blank look she'd been wearing as she'd dangled the acid before Tony's face vanished, her eyes widening and her jaw dropping open slackly. Her fast reflexes didn't allow her to escape the creature's claws, but they did allow her to throw the remainder of the acid at him while letting out a loud, unearthly shriek.

"GUARDS!"

[dead_black_eyes]

Something was wrong, something more than all the things that had been obviously wrong for a week and counting. At first, his thought was that Tony couldn't stop from spilling the information they'd agreed to take with them to the unmarked graves that were in their very near futures, and a pang of dread flared in his chest. Then he thought that maybe Tony was telling him that he couldn't stop, that he needed to stay strong and bite through his tongue before he let a single name slip past it. He shuddered and winced as the acid came in contact with the soft tissue of Tony's eye, resisting the temptation to close his own. He was currently being spared a lot of physical anguish, but it felt enormously disrespectful to turn away from the torture that Tony was being subjected to. L always watched, no matter how much it made his insides slither and revolt, because to ignore it would be to ignore the sacrifices that were being made, if unwillingly, to spare his own brittle body from being beaten and broken.

Watching the effects of the acid, however, was disturbing in a different way than the other inflictions and injuries had been. Black and red... was that possible, for eyes to react so suddenly and hideously?

I did this.

It didn't matter that Tony had taken so many beatings for him. L was fragile, and L was breaking.

I'm sorry.

Something lunged, the woman screamed, and L broke.

Take me, too.

[oncedevil]

Not much was, honestly, the strength and speed of this particular kind of creature is only written about in the darkest supernatural stories. And she now had one baring down on her furious and hungry.

The shout didn't concern him, nor did the acid which seemed about as annoying as slightly too hot water for all the good it did. A little twitch, nothing more, but with her in his claws he twisted and wrenched, aiming to simply rend her apart. Much like everything else about the strange horrifying creature his strength was beyond human, flesh and bone might as well be a rag doll in its grasp.

Hopefully those guards get here soon because he would absolutely love to introduce himself properly.