XIX -- video -- sixth floor;
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breakmychest[Spike's walking through the halls, trying not to look nervous or rushed. The things Yanky Cthulhu or whoever he was had said about Spike being on some sort of list, about him dying, he'd hoped it was some new inmate mouthing off, but with all the other weirdness, all the gods and possessions... he can't help but think that it was probably more. He needs to find his inmate. And he needs to warn everyone else.
When he sees two of the big Aztec warrior blokes, he curses and ducks into the pool room. No time to track Elphaba down. He quickly turns on his journal. He looks worried, but he doesn't have time to try and compose himself.]
Look, I'm not sure exactly what's going on, but in case it wasn't already obvious, these god people are bad news. Keep track of your people, everyone, get somewhere safe if it's possible.
[Elphaba]
Love, something's going on. I don't know if I'll be able to protect you. Get somewhere safe. I'll find you if I can. Don't trust the gods or anyone not acting like themselves.
[He hopes she's not possessed.]
[Warden Filter]
One of the gods said something about me being on a list and dying. I don't know if--
[He breaks off and looks up as the Aztec Warriors come into the room.]
Please, come with us.
Just be careful, all right? And someone find Elphaba, I don't think I'll be able to protect her.
Come with us, honored one.
[Spike shuts off the journal and slips it in his duster pocket. Then he stands up.]
Do your worst.
[ooc: So despite Spike's best efforts, he is going to get captured this time and hauled down to zero. So all replies to this entry will happen after a violent fight in which any normal human would have died, but Spike didn't try the heart-ripping method, so eventually they overpowered him. Also, he's getting held over a chili fire in hopes that it will make him less annoying. It won't work, he'll just get grumpy. So assume time lapse by the time Spike replies!
Also, the purple dialogue is the Aztec Warriors, if that wasn't obvious.]
When he sees two of the big Aztec warrior blokes, he curses and ducks into the pool room. No time to track Elphaba down. He quickly turns on his journal. He looks worried, but he doesn't have time to try and compose himself.]
Look, I'm not sure exactly what's going on, but in case it wasn't already obvious, these god people are bad news. Keep track of your people, everyone, get somewhere safe if it's possible.
[Elphaba]
Love, something's going on. I don't know if I'll be able to protect you. Get somewhere safe. I'll find you if I can. Don't trust the gods or anyone not acting like themselves.
[He hopes she's not possessed.]
[Warden Filter]
One of the gods said something about me being on a list and dying. I don't know if--
[He breaks off and looks up as the Aztec Warriors come into the room.]
Please, come with us.
Just be careful, all right? And someone find Elphaba, I don't think I'll be able to protect her.
Come with us, honored one.
[Spike shuts off the journal and slips it in his duster pocket. Then he stands up.]
Do your worst.
[ooc: So despite Spike's best efforts, he is going to get captured this time and hauled down to zero. So all replies to this entry will happen after a violent fight in which any normal human would have died, but Spike didn't try the heart-ripping method, so eventually they overpowered him. Also, he's getting held over a chili fire in hopes that it will make him less annoying. It won't work, he'll just get grumpy. So assume time lapse by the time Spike replies!
Also, the purple dialogue is the Aztec Warriors, if that wasn't obvious.]
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