[voice post]
[a rush of air that starts and stops suddenly; a gate opening]

What the fuck?

[a growl. yes really. and another attempt at opening a gate]

Shit.

[all goes silent for a while, before there's an almost silent laugh]

Well, it looks like school's out. Always good to know. And me without anywhere to go.

[sniff sniff]

Interesting.

[ooc: ( [tl;dr below] ) Also. Assume PB is nearer his thirties? /too lazy to icon hunt]

I need something to do.

So they had to go with the straw kind instead of the cash-filled corpses then. Suppose it makes sense in a place where dollars mean fuck all.

Hey, Nik. Heading out. Be back later.

[ooc: ALKDJSFA BRB. My turn to do dishes/cook dinner. u__u]

[Voice/Action post]

One, two, three...ten...fifteen.

[You didn't have to be 'supernatural' to be able to sense the fear there. Staring up to the rooftops of a nearby building, the tension is clear. Fight or flight. Or something else completely.]

Oh, shit.

[Turning on his heel, he looks toward the roof of the building opposite. Nothing.]

What the fuck are they-

...

Where am I?

[Gone? Hiding? Or was this another trick?]


[ooc: Li fails. Epically. Aaand I couldn't wait another day, apparently. 8D Cal's back and updated to the end of Madhouse as I may've told some of you already. ( Spoiler ) If people are trying to avoid spoilers, maaay be best to avoid this one. That is all! ^^V

EDIT: The counting? It's thinking, not out loud.]

[Voice Post]

Shit.

Nik? It's...she's here. She...she shouldn't be-

I'm not staying in this fucking apartment.

...

You should've stayed dead. Just leave me the fuck alone!

[ooc: 8D There's nothing like mindfucking your characters before breakfast~! Cal is seeing his mama, so handle with care? for your own safety

Edit: Now for a 5 hour drive home. Back later. Possibly? Home!]

[Voice Post]

-you have one hour to decide.

[something heavy and plastic crashes into the wall, before the sound of heavy breathing fills the room]

I'm not a fucking monster.

[a bang as his fists hit into a metallic door]

...shit.


[ooc: B-because he gets off too easily? D= He's stuck in an empty room with one locked door, which will only open when a certain weight is placed into a certain metal cage. Now the choice between the unconcious cellmate, himself, or letting the whole room go up in flames. Fun stuff~]