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тнαт'ѕ ɴoт мy ɴαмe .мp3 ([personal profile] hacker) wrote in [community profile] checkin2015-06-10 08:33 am
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[ Early in the morning on June 10th, a yelp of panic issues out of room 114 and down the hall. Skye wakes to find her bedsheets covered in red food dye and corn syrup. On the floor lies an eviscerated cabbage patch kid and teddy bear. Her bedside table is covered in obvious nicks from being stabbed repetitively by a knife, and the bathroom sink is full of dirt and growing daisies which obscure a buried severed ear.

And she hasn't even gotten to that yet by the time she makes the post.

Her first instinct is HYDRA—some kind of intimidation, Godfather-style revenge for what went down with Rumlow, but they don't do subtle. If they'd figured out her room and gotten inside, she'd be dead. This is something else. So she gets herself out of bed, bundles the bed sheets into one spot on the mattress, and pulls out her tablet.
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Someone left me a gift last night. [ The video is focused on her bed with her narrating. ] I need someone who can tell me if this is blood. [ Camera jostling as she turns it back to her, the view moves to fix on the toys. She steps closer so people can get a better view. More shaking, and she turns the camera back towards her. ]

I don't know where it came from, or how I didn't wake up. [ She's on the move, background bouncing behind her and revealing glimpses of the rest of her messy room while she moves to the bathroom. ] Someone must have been in here. I— [ She stops when the bathroom light flickers on. The camera remains fixed on her face, which pales and ripples with the tension of acute fear. Daisies. ] ... What the hell.
una_persson: (oh sod)

[personal profile] una_persson 2015-06-10 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh. So they got you too?
una_persson: (:|)

[personal profile] una_persson 2015-06-11 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
Ah. Just a moment.

[there's a pause as she moves into her bathroom and tilts the camera to show the tub full of watery red blood. Or bloody water. There may not be much of a distinction at this point.]

There were other...surprises as well.
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una_persson: (facepalm)

[personal profile] una_persson 2015-06-12 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
Not from one of us, I hope.

Did you see anything in the night? Hear anything?
una_persson: (what?)

[personal profile] una_persson 2015-06-12 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
A...what? Garden? Why on earth—no, why am I even bothering to ask, even rhetorically. [She pinches the bridge of her nose and sighs.] Are you all right?

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[personal profile] ingrantitude 2015-06-11 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
What happened?
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No. I wouldn't.

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[he pauses]

Daisies.

[He's silent for a moment, remembering Cal.]

They hit us too.

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64th: (you'd make a decent prostitute)

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[personal profile] 64th 2015-06-11 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
Well? Does it smell like blood?

[ just trying to help. she might be a little cranky still. ]
64th: Do you have anything we can throw? (Alright; we need a distraction.)

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[personal profile] 64th 2015-06-13 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
It's still blood, right? Blood smells.

Maybe it's not blood then.
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Is it just me or is that weirder? It's weirder, right?

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[personal profile] starspangled 2015-06-15 03:16 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't think that's blood.

[It's too bright, too vividly red. Steve wishes he could leave it at that and be somewhat more reassuring.

But then he holds up his shirt, spattered with something dried and a little darker.
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This is. They got in my room too.
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[personal profile] starspangled 2015-06-16 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
If you ever find a mint on your pillow, don't eat it.

We need to find out if anyone's missing.
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Sounds like a plan. [Steve hesitates, suddenly looks a little sheepish.] Provided I can find some pants and actually leave the room.

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