dead_black_eyes (
dead_black_eyes) wrote in
savetheearth2014-11-19 01:17 am
Entry tags:
- !open,
- #network,
- bleach: toushirou hitsugaya,
- death note: l lawliet,
- devil may cry: dante,
- doctor who: the master,
- grimm: nick burkhardt,
- gundam build fighters: aila jyrkiÀinen,
- haibane renmei: rakka,
- hatoful boyfriend: yuuya sakazaki,
- heartcatch precure: yuri tsukikage,
- homestuck: bro strider,
- kill la kill: satsuki kiryuin,
- kim possible: shego,
- magic knight rayearth: umi ryuuzaki,
- middle earth: fili,
- moon child: sho,
- parasol protectorate: randolph lyall,
- rwby: yang xiao long,
- touhou project: flandre scarlet,
- touhou project: remilia scarlet,
- transformers cybertron: vector prime,
- voltasaur sentai kyoryuger: torin
Entry #B-1: "B" [November 19, Video]
[The man appearing onscreen this morning is haggard, somber, and distracted. Clearly, he's been awake all night, something he's been doing far too often lately, sitting curled in the middle of what appears to be a cleaned up but ancient school gymnasium's basketball court with his chin on his knees. A few feet away is a blue tarp hiding something sizable and lumpy.]
I know Albero's people are striking Espresso Yourself, early on the morning of Sunday, November 23, at 3:15 AM. They will be there to raze the building to the ground and they do not intend to take prisoners.
[He bites his lip, glancing away from the camera. The calmness he's affected since Anthony's death slips for a second, revealing something like fear. He swallows.]
I've been waiting for a pulse. I was hoping that maybe my other's experience and knowledge could help me, in this regard, but up to this point... it's been all quiet on that front.
[He rises slowly, moving towards the tarp and drawing it away from what it conceals. There are many pounds of dynamite stacked in the middle of his gym, along with several ominous looking canisters.]
I have dynamite and nitroglycerin. I think...
[He takes a deep, shuddering breath.]
I know we can kill a lot of them. Part of me really wants to, and I can't be the only one. But I know... I know that's not what we're fighting for, a criminal record of our own and another reason to be driven out of this city. So...
[He sits again, hard, on the floor, eyes and posture conveying a distinctly dazed quality.]
I think maybe it would be better to use this information to get the FBI on this and catch them in the act, with no blood shed. I'm prepared for both of these scenarios, but honestly... I don't know what's right. I'm so tired. I trust all of you, so... please help me make the right decision.
EDIT: I've been informed that Nick knows about another upcoming opportunity, a chance to hit the Mafia where it hurts. There's to be a meeting of higher-ups in the near future; further details are forthcoming.
I know Albero's people are striking Espresso Yourself, early on the morning of Sunday, November 23, at 3:15 AM. They will be there to raze the building to the ground and they do not intend to take prisoners.
[He bites his lip, glancing away from the camera. The calmness he's affected since Anthony's death slips for a second, revealing something like fear. He swallows.]
I've been waiting for a pulse. I was hoping that maybe my other's experience and knowledge could help me, in this regard, but up to this point... it's been all quiet on that front.
[He rises slowly, moving towards the tarp and drawing it away from what it conceals. There are many pounds of dynamite stacked in the middle of his gym, along with several ominous looking canisters.]
I have dynamite and nitroglycerin. I think...
[He takes a deep, shuddering breath.]
I know we can kill a lot of them. Part of me really wants to, and I can't be the only one. But I know... I know that's not what we're fighting for, a criminal record of our own and another reason to be driven out of this city. So...
[He sits again, hard, on the floor, eyes and posture conveying a distinctly dazed quality.]
I think maybe it would be better to use this information to get the FBI on this and catch them in the act, with no blood shed. I'm prepared for both of these scenarios, but honestly... I don't know what's right. I'm so tired. I trust all of you, so... please help me make the right decision.
EDIT: I've been informed that Nick knows about another upcoming opportunity, a chance to hit the Mafia where it hurts. There's to be a meeting of higher-ups in the near future; further details are forthcoming.

[Action]
Judging from the ones I've handled, a broadsword would be best, I think. I'll have to do a few measurements to be certain for the sizing.
[Torin could accompany L for an even weirder look from the middle man, anyway...]
[Action]
A broadsword... I could help you with the measurements, if you think that they are in fact necessary.
[He can see why they would be... and he would also prefer not to freak out Mack too much when he relies on him for so many things.]
[Action]
[Action]
[Lazarus uses his shoulder to nudge aside the gym's emergency exit. There's a partly-enclosed courtyard, but a clear and open path to the shed he was talking about.
He uses his foot to hold the door for Torin as he starts heading that direction.]