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capeandcowl2011-06-16 02:01 pm
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6. video, forward-dated to around 7PM today
[the video opens to a blurry, jerking scene. this is because Czeslaw hit record just after he started running.
what is he running from? well, keep watching and see. after about twenty seconds of blurry cam Czeslaw stumbles to a stop and the image resolves to show...a brick wall. it's a dead-end alley.
and a second after that, Czeslaw turns around just in time to see Ladd Russo finally catch up with him. the lens is half-obscured by his hand--he has his communicator palmed in the hopes that Ladd won't notice it--but the picture is clear enough. that's definitely the jerk who's been making weird posts on the network stalking towards him.]
I've caught you now, you little bastard!
I don't know what you're talking about, mister, I didn't even do anything!
[Czeslaw, ever the master of playing the timid child, speaks with a trembling tone of voice that doesn't really match his expression--but of course no one can see it because the camera is pointed away from him. Ladd himself doesn't seem bothered by it at all.]
I don't know how you survived that blast to the head I gave you before, but you sure as hell ain't surviving another one.
[after that, the scene wraps up quickly. Ladd raises his right arm and, inexplicably, it goes off like a gun. a split-second later the video goes blurry again as Czeslaw crumples, and it conveniently lands at just the right angle to show his crumpled form, including the gaping wound that was his face just a few seconds ago. this grisly image is, fortunately, cut off after a few seconds as Ladd realizes that the "little bastard" has been recording the whole time and smashes the communicator with his foot as an outlet for his irritation.]
[ooc notes: bold text is Ladd, normal text is Czeslaw. obviously Czeslaw himself won't be replying to this post because...well, his communicator just got crushed under Ladd's fat foot. He (and any trace of his blood) will be long gone by the time the authorities arrive, but the bullet that killed him will remain in the alley. And yes, Czes is one of those pesky immortals so he'll be just fine.]
what is he running from? well, keep watching and see. after about twenty seconds of blurry cam Czeslaw stumbles to a stop and the image resolves to show...a brick wall. it's a dead-end alley.
and a second after that, Czeslaw turns around just in time to see Ladd Russo finally catch up with him. the lens is half-obscured by his hand--he has his communicator palmed in the hopes that Ladd won't notice it--but the picture is clear enough. that's definitely the jerk who's been making weird posts on the network stalking towards him.]
I've caught you now, you little bastard!
I don't know what you're talking about, mister, I didn't even do anything!
[Czeslaw, ever the master of playing the timid child, speaks with a trembling tone of voice that doesn't really match his expression--but of course no one can see it because the camera is pointed away from him. Ladd himself doesn't seem bothered by it at all.]
I don't know how you survived that blast to the head I gave you before, but you sure as hell ain't surviving another one.
[after that, the scene wraps up quickly. Ladd raises his right arm and, inexplicably, it goes off like a gun. a split-second later the video goes blurry again as Czeslaw crumples, and it conveniently lands at just the right angle to show his crumpled form, including the gaping wound that was his face just a few seconds ago. this grisly image is, fortunately, cut off after a few seconds as Ladd realizes that the "little bastard" has been recording the whole time and smashes the communicator with his foot as an outlet for his irritation.]
[ooc notes: bold text is Ladd, normal text is Czeslaw. obviously Czeslaw himself won't be replying to this post because...well, his communicator just got crushed under Ladd's fat foot. He (and any trace of his blood) will be long gone by the time the authorities arrive, but the bullet that killed him will remain in the alley. And yes, Czes is one of those pesky immortals so he'll be just fine.]
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What he does instead is wait at his MAC apartment for Czeslaw to show up, sitting at the kitchen table with his communicator in front of him and his hands folded, his face expressionless.
Something will have to be done.]
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Oh. Luck.
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Actually a little too calm.
It's possible that it might be just a bit creepy, to be honest.]
Czeslaw.
[His voice is likewise calm and very even.]
I don't believe you mentioned that you'd had a run-in with Mr. Russo before.
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Oh, that? He's just a thug, right? I ran into him on the Flying Pussyfoot. He's a pretty stupid guy.
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[Luck's eyes remain absolutely steady on Czeslaw.]
But since he's obviously gotten the better of you twice, don't you think you'd do better not to underestimate him?
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I've been trying to avoid him since he got here...I'm not sure how he found me.
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Why didn't you say something before now?
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Not acceptable.
[He draws in a slow breath, lets it out again.]
...well, with a man like that there may have been no avoiding it. I'd rather have avoided making an enemy of him for a little while longer... but I can't overlook something like this.
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Don't you think he'll do the same thing to you?...
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It's very likely. Why do you think I didn't want to make an enemy of him?
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If it's that likely then why are you talking like you're going to make an enemy out of him? He's just a stupid gun-happy thug. Ignore him.
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too bad she has no idea as far as she knows he's just totally dead
oh my god please tell me she hasn't got his address]
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except... for Ladd...]
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