The Gentlemen (
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paradisa2013-09-27 08:24 pm
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FINALE
[The Gentlemen have claimed their fourth victim. Thus far they have paced themselves rather slowly, but they're starting to notice the residents beginning to rally together. They no longer have the leisure of being so choosy. If they want to collect their seven hearts, they'll need to be quicker about it or they will continue to lose their henchmen. And good help is so hard to find.
But first, they must deliver this heart to their hideout. They would hate for anything to happen to it.
The Gentlemen can be seen gliding along the path from the castle and heading toward town. What remaining minions they have with them hobble behind them. They pay no mind to anyone around them. The heart takes priority until it is safe and secure in the clock tower they have claimed for themselves.
Residents may attempt to trail them... if they dare.]
But first, they must deliver this heart to their hideout. They would hate for anything to happen to it.
The Gentlemen can be seen gliding along the path from the castle and heading toward town. What remaining minions they have with them hobble behind them. They pay no mind to anyone around them. The heart takes priority until it is safe and secure in the clock tower they have claimed for themselves.
Residents may attempt to trail them... if they dare.]
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She really hope this girl's magic or whatever really works, because she's making a mad dash to grab the box, and--
Shit. What are they supposed to do with it again?
Steph's a genius and figures that opening it is probably a good start.]
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From the box, like hundreds of tiny gusts of wind, the voices all begin to pour out, rising into the air and seeking out their owners. They rush past in a blur, reentering through the person's mouth. One may feel as if they have just inhaled a large breath. That is the feeling of their voice returning to them.
The Gentlemen's faces grow paler than even before. Screams are their one weakness, after all.]
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[She sucks in a breath as the box is opened, grey eyes wide with awe as the swoosh comes, hits her in the throat, and ...]
[Well, Katniss saw the picture. She turned towards the Gentlemen, and the Mockingjay screamed at the top of her newly returned voice.] DIE YOU BASTARDS!
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They cringe, their faces twisting in pain, and they begin to shake. They can't take it. That sound. THAT SOUND. The Gentlemen cannot handle THAT SOUND.
Their heads explode, sending bits of flesh, tissue and blood across the room inside the clock tower. It coats the walls and the unfortunate souls standing near them. Their bodies sink to the floor, lifeless and defeated.
There will be no more deaths. No more Gentlemen.]
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Dairine laughs out loud, elation and relief flooding over her. They did it. They won! She then cuts the invisibility spells on Batgirl, Katniss, and herself. The young wizard appears in the middle of the room, grinning from ear to ear.]
That was quite a scream, Princess Katniss!
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Damn straight it was. Nice going, ladies.
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[The blood on her hands is strange, not crimson, like she's used to. She whispers, almost hoarsely.] It was all Batgirl and ... Batgirl. They're the real heroes here.
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[Dairine at least looks much steadier than Katniss, though the stench is making her feel a might queasy. She does remember what it was like the first time though, when she had strange blood on her hands. It is disorienting. She walks over and places a gentle hand on Katniss's shoulder.]
She's right, Katniss. If it wasn't for you, we might have lost more people in the fight. No one did it all. We're all heroes here.