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RECOLLÉ - I;

[Denzel's not entirely sure when he became aware of the giant dome covering the city but suddenly he's very aware of it and it's not exactly pretty. He was just out walking one of his neighbor's dogs and now he's just standing there staring up at the sky with a blank expression.]

[He finishes the walk as soon as he can (but not too soon; Daisy likes to take her time and he's not about to rush the poor old girl) and quickly makes his way back out into town. The dome looks like it covers the whole city, but he's a man on a mission. Denzel's going to head to the edge of town where the dome ends if he's not stopped on the way there.]

RECOLLÉ - II;

[Well, it looks like the dome is here to stay. Denzel's not content with just sitting around though, so he's out wandering the city with his hands shoved into the pockets of his coat. It's as he's wandering (trying to figure out what to make of the dome and all the other strange goings on) that a bright light suddenly appears in front of him. Considering how dark it is in here, the light is appreciated, even when it goes bounding away. Denzel doesn't hesitate, instead he follows it.

The light leads him to the subway tunnels and Denzel makes his way in. They've been under construction for what feels like forever, but maybe there's a reason he was led here. He takes out a flashlight and shines it around the dark interior once the light fades, frowning a bit as he continues deeper in.

Then a vine snags his ankle and tugs him down. Denzel lets out a yell, reaching for his flashlight, but it's rolled just out of his reach.]

[Maybe you should help him out.]

MURDERGAME - I;

[Waking up in an unfamiliar location is absolutely not Dezel's idea of a good time. He was supposed to be with the Shepard; he just became a Sub-Lord and he has plenty of questions he need to ask. Unfortunately for him, it looks like someone else had other ideas.

Dezel's waiting in the foyer, arms folded and head tipped down so his hat obscures most of his face. You might feel a gust of wind when you enter, but that's totally weird because the whole place is sealed up, there's no way there's an opening in here, right?]

[Dezel pushes himself off the wall, though his arms are still folded.]

[He's already gotten someone to read them to him, but he's curious what the others trapped in here with him think about this situation.]

MURDERGAME - II;

[A week has passed and two people are dead. One was brutally murdered, her head bashed in with a blunt object from the vending machine. The second was killed by the shadows in the pit, executed for the murder of the girl. It's enough to make anyone reconsider their life choices, but Dezel's still alive and surely that counts for something.

The note under his door is ignored because he can't read it, but eventually curiosity compels him to leave his room. He finds everyone in the dining room and the kitchen, either preparing food or eating what was already prepared. Dezel doesn't need to eat so he doesn't, but finding them all gathered here is interesting. This is some kind of messed up funeral, isn't it? Then again, everything in this damn building is messed up, so it's not all that surprising.

He doesn't particularly care for anyone's company here, but he'll take a seat a little further away and listen in on conversations. You might feel the wind pick up a bit.]

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[His free hand goes to the scissors still embedded in his chest, but he doesn't try to pull them out. He just leaves his hand there as he follows her, trying to slice the knife across her neck this time. If he can't kill her quickly (again) then he's definitely in trouble.]

Just die already!

You die already--!!

[Three...tries to defend herself, but she's just a hair too slow, and he catches her across the neck once again. It hurts--she's in so much pain, and it's not exciting anymore. Now it just hurts and she can't die here. She won't let herself.

It's not pretty this time, and if her own body starting to shift again is any indication, she's trying to resurrect herself, and it's going a lot less smoothly this time. He'll probably have a little time to react while the flower starts to come out again, trying to bloom...]

[Dezel's ready for it this time. He pulls his free hand away from the scissors to reach out for the sword still sitting across the other girl's lap. With that in hand he drops the knife and swings the sword, aiming at Three's neck. If he can decapitate her, he can kill her and keep her from resurrecting herself. Probably. It's what he's staking all of his hopes on, because he doesn't think he'll have the strength for another strike.]

[It's definitely a good thought--and for what it's worth, it does force the process to stop for a time. Intoner's aren't usually decapitated, or if they are, they're usually dispatched quickly enough to be neutralized. And quite frankly, Three doesn't have the strength to continue on herself.

...That's the thing, though; Three doesn't. That flower, though? It has one hell of a will to live. And bad things happen when neither of these people can agree.

Dezel might have a few minutes to get his bearings, but that flower is eventually going to force them to resurrect; it's not a nice process this time, and it seems far more like the flower's forcing Three out rather than having her climb out. She's staggering by the time she gets up and out, but this time, there's no commentary.

This time, Three's just going to try and wrestle the sword out of his hand and drive it through him. If the scissors weren't enough, maybe that will be.]

[Good. She's down. He's never had to decapitate anyone before and the process is gruesome, but he doesn't turn his back on her this time. Instead he takes his jacket off, folds it up, and then yanks the scissors out of his chest. It hurts like hell and he's bleeding freely now, but he presses the jacket to the injury to try to hold it until he can get to the infirmary. Maybe he should have done that first, but it's a bit too late for regrets.

He's turning to leave when he realizes that something's wrong. Three's faster this time - much faster than he was expecting - and she gets the sword away from him. Dezel curses and grabs the knife from his belt again, but what the hell is he going to do with that? He tries to block the sword, but...

Well, it isn't enough.

Three drives the sword through him and Dezel gasps, trying to stagger backwards and not managing it. His hands go to the blade like maybe he can pull the damn thing out, but it's embedded too deeply in him. His eyes are wide and for a fraction of a second they're visible beneath his bangs - they're dull and gray, unseeing already.

It doesn't take long. Life slips from his body all too easily and if Three hasn't moved any, he'll end up slumped against her.

So much for his revenge.]

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