teetheyes: (Cori - does blood trajectory)
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[Left on the kitchen table for John to find upon his return.]

Date: 2007-06-07 07:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silkcutremix.livejournal.com
Funny books. Fire. Same old shite.

[is naked and limping pathetically for his coat, procuring his lesser known pocket knife]

Date: 2007-06-07 07:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
[watches John limp...]

This'd better be good for something.

[he pops the bottle open]

Date: 2007-06-07 07:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silkcutremix.livejournal.com
[John slits his thumb, generously allowing a bit of blood to create a thin red film on the plate]

Date: 2007-06-07 07:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
[and Cori is ready to pour, he adds a small amount in equal proportion to John's, then waits for a reaction]

Maybe we should've worn our safety goggles.

Date: 2007-06-07 07:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silkcutremix.livejournal.com
[What an appropriate icon! The blood simmers and sizzles, eating through the plate...]

CHRIST!

[through the table...]

Date: 2007-06-07 07:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
[Oh so very appropriate!]

Holy shit.

[through the--]

Is it... going through the floor?

Date: 2007-06-07 08:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
... What do we do about the people downstairs.

[very carefully closing the bottle, and tightly]

Date: 2007-06-07 08:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silkcutremix.livejournal.com
[He's already out the door]

1/2

Date: 2007-06-07 08:08 am (UTC)

Date: 2007-06-07 08:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
No rest for the wicked.

[he puts the bottle in the fridge and follows asap!]

Date: 2007-06-07 08:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silkcutremix.livejournal.com
[John's... barking. Howling. The poor man, forgetting about his leg, fell. What else can he do?

Where is room below, where is the room below...?]

Date: 2007-06-07 08:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
[he scoots John back on his feet if necessary]

Just listen for the--

[shattering dishes followed by shouts for the wife to stay back!]

Date: 2007-06-07 08:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silkcutremix.livejournal.com
They got the message.

[limps down to the NEXT floor below!]

Date: 2007-06-07 08:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
I've got an idea.

[scrambling after John, this apartment is open, complete with "Something's coming out of the ceiling Jared!!!"]

Date: 2007-06-07 08:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silkcutremix.livejournal.com
[John's already barking and scratching and howling against the next apartment. This leads to cries of "SHUT UP!" THUMP, but John's a humanist, indeed.]

Date: 2007-06-07 08:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
Shit they've got the chain on!

["Christ man it's going through my shoe!!" "Take it off you idiot!!"]

Date: 2007-06-07 08:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silkcutremix.livejournal.com
["Jesus! It's eating it!"]

Fucking ...!

[TO THE BASEMENT]

Date: 2007-06-07 08:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
[FOLLOWING, he grabs a discarded bottle of water while he's at it]

It could make the boiler explode.

[oops read: EMPLOYEES ONLY]

Date: 2007-06-07 08:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silkcutremix.livejournal.com
To think you wanted to put that shite in me.

[When did THEY listen? John has no problems fiddling with the door with his wrist-knobs...

... and it's unlocked. He trips down the stairs but hey, that's faster.]

Date: 2007-06-07 08:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
The're ways to purify this shit aren't there? It was my idea to try the plate first.

[THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP?]

Are you all right??

[Jumping steps to get to him, oh wait Cori had an idea! He grabs a nearby shovel and empties the water into it then searches for the acid rain!]

Date: 2007-06-07 08:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silkcutremix.livejournal.com
[John is getting up and getting his bearings back when he spies Cori with the shovel.]

I don't think we could... run to the Cathedral in time.

[glances up at the stairs]

We still have the bloody cross don't we? Back up on the third floor.

(Fuck. Think!)

The hell are you doing?

Date: 2007-06-07 08:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
I'm going to dilute the fucker.

[Yes by now the lethal concoction has gained its own personality!]

I think I see it!

[He holds the shovel cum water up to where the ceiling has started to bubble.]

Date: 2007-06-07 08:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silkcutremix.livejournal.com
[DOWN IT COMES! PLOP PLOP!]

...

[The water sizzles... boils. Nothing!]

...

[Then the fluid comes back together to eat the shovel.]

...

[Then into the floor...]

Christ.

Date: 2007-06-07 09:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitingnightmare.livejournal.com
Hah that's right you little bitch!

[So what if he talks to things he's trying to pwn??]

... Shit!

[He drops the shovel as the volatile cocktail sizzles through.]

Walk away. Just walk away.

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