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Who: Scott McCall and you!
What: An open nightmare log
When: Now and going on throughout the rest of today and tomorrow
Where: Scott's... mind zone?
Rating: I'll give this a hard R for gore.

[ It's nice, the woods are thick, misty and dark. The moon that's in the sky is barely moer than a tiny sliver, though if it's waning or waxing is hard to tell. Scott's breathing ragged and heavy as he hangs from the trees by ropes binding his hands. He was struggling earlier when he first found himself several feet off the ground with his arms strung up uncomfortably above his head, but a quick jolt of electricity throughout his body put a quick end to that little attempt at breaking free. It's not like it's the first time someone has zapped him with a taser, but the experience doesn't get easier with time.

In fact, considering the old man with the unpleasant smirk on his face is the one holding the taser, Scott actually feels a lot worse about this entire situation. There's a broad sword sitting on a large rock nearby. It's precariously balanced at the moment, but it doesn't look like it's about to tip off. It's way too far away for Scott to reach, even if he had it in him to swing out and try to get it at the moment. Unfortunate, considering Scott knows exactly what that sword is going to be used for soon enough. He'd really rather be able to kick it nice and far away.

The old man walks back and forth between Scott and anyone else who might be strung up next to him, eying them carefully, coldly... He doesn't exactly look like he's thinking of letting anyone free any time soon. ]

Gerard....

[ The old man smirks wider and starts to make his way over to where the sword is laying on the rock. ]

Mr. McCall. Not very wise of you and your friend to be wandering out here alone.

((OOC. The NPC, Gerard, will be writing in red for this log. If you want Gerard to be able to pick at the failures or insecurities of your character just PM or IM me to let me know what sort of things he should say to them/insecurities he should pick at.))

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That little girl who died? That little died because old men like you put her in a Game that made children kill children. I only failed because people like you put her in there in the first place. At least I tried! I may have failed ... but I tried to save a life.

[She gritted her teeth, as she moved up another inch.]

It's not going to end well. For you.

[ He's not sure what game Katniss is talking about, but from the sounds of it Scott was right not to believe that Gerard was saying. Someone like Gerard set up a little girl to die? That was messed up. Scott's going to follow suit after a moment. If this could help in any way... like who knows, getting him up on the branch and more use of his arms, then it would be worth it. Besides it'd put him in a better position to help Katniss.

Gerard looks over at Scott, and sighs at both of them. There's still one heck of a climb before either of them get anywhere close to the branch. ]

Mr. McCall. I'd think you'd have learned your lesson by now. There's no escaping what's to come.

[Katniss growled as she looked over at Gerard, kicking out with her feet as she tried to swing herself.]

No! You leave him alone! He hasn't done anything wrong!

[ Gerard walks slowly over to Scott, and while Scott tries to climb faster Gerard pulls out the taser and shocks him.

Scott instantly lets go of the rope and lets himself drop back down. Not really by choice, but Gerard has a pretty good idea of just how much electricity something needs to drop a werewolf, and he's not about to use anything he didn't realize could take Scott out. ]

He's far from innocent. No... a young man who's willing to poison an old timer who's dying already? That, I think, is wrong.

[ Scott takes a few ragged breaths, trying to recover from the literal shock. ]

Edited 2012-10-15 06:53 (UTC)

Not wrong if it's you.

[Katniss gritted her teeth, as she moved up the rope another inch, and started to swing her legs, back and forth, trying to get a little height.]

I can smell killer on you, old timer.

[ Gerard forces a smile at the comment, and Scott cringes. He knows what's coming next, and he knows that was the wrong thing to say. He takes a deep breath and clenches his jaw as Gerard turns his attention to Scott, ignoring the girl literally swinging at the end of her rope. ]

Well you might be right about that.

[ Scott squeezes his eyes shut, and none too soon as the Gerard swings the blade around, severing Scott cleanly in half. His legs, and part of his torso drops to the ground with a sickening sound, as Gerard slowly begins to move towards Katniss. ]

Edited 2012-10-17 05:40 (UTC)

[Katniss's eyes widen, and she starts to scream.]

NO! NO SCOTT NO YOU SON OF A WHORE DAMN YOU!

[And yes, Gerard, she's going to try to swing enough to kick you in the face.]

[ Without a word Gerard starts towards her, trying to stay clear of her kick. The old man is surprisingly nimble, and the sword's blade is pretty long. Still, it's a long shot to try and kill Katniss at this point.

He's still taking the swing at her, clearly aiming to give her the same end Scott just met. ]

[He misses, just so, as her body swings out of the way. She swings back, this time aiming a kick directing at his head. Hoping for a wild swing so she can try for the sword.]

[She's not fighting for her life. She's fighting for that poor kid who just got hacked in half.]

[ She's doing a good job too. An admirable attempt at trying to get back at him, but this is a nightmare, and there is no defeating the villain. He moves away from her in the last minute, she misses his head and the sword.

And as Gerard sighs in exasperation and brings the sword up again to bring it around for another swing, everything around her begins to fade. Scott's body, Gerard, the ropes around her arms.

At least her fighting got her something here. ]

[She screams as the sword bites into her body -- and then is gone. But then, so is she...fading away in the dream.]