furrows: (How close we came)
Alan Wake ([personal profile] furrows) wrote in [community profile] asgardmeridiem2012-08-15 01:26 am

[OPEN DARKNESS EVENT LOG][DAY/NIGHT 130]

Who: ERRYONE IN ASGARD
What: All of Day 130, day and (early) night!
When: Day 130, day and night
Where: EVERYWHERE
Rating: PG-13, if any worse let me know

[Day: You survived. That was... horrifying. And you don't think you've ever been so happy to see the sun rise the next morning. Things are worse for wear, and you need to get more supplies just in case something else comes.

But wait- halfway through the day, and suddenly the sun is gone? Where did it go, and how is it night so early?

Night: Careful. The terrors of last night are back, and now are even in more of a frenzy than before. More crazed, more dangerous, and wanting to destroy everything they come across. Hope you can keep your eyes open.]

[personal profile] zothiquekey 2012-08-23 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Painwheel? She had never heard of such a person, and she shook her head, warily eying her fingertips where claws had just been. Sharp enough to slit a Faceless' throat, she couldn't help thinking, or hers.

She had no intention of acting as her ally, or anything but a cautious enemy. She could brutalize as many Faceless as she wished, perhaps they would wipe each other out, monster against monster. It meant less trouble for her.

She still had ammunition left, but it was down to single digits until she could reload again. She wasn't going to waste any if she didn't have to, and her gaze swept over the girl once more: slightly crouched, soaked in red, and reeking of death.

There was a mechanical click as she drew back the hammer, in warning. Time for her to go off on her way.
samantha_grey: (Nonplussed)

[personal profile] samantha_grey 2012-08-23 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
The cocking of the hammer caused Samantha to take a step back, eyes narrowing into low slits. "I'm not one of them, you know," she said in a voice that wasn't much above a growl. "How's about I offer you a deal, and if you like it enough we run with it?"

"You and I head out, find a supply bin. You take what you need, and I grab from the rest, and we part ways. Nothing more." It wasn't a great offer, but she liked her odds better with an eye on the woman's gun rather than having it pointed at her back.