Kenzi [007] Accidental Video --> Audio

[onteamdyson]

[The video turns on as Kenzi cracks the screen with a jagged shard of glass. The communicator is still on her wrist, filming the ceiling of the upstairs bathroom. The mirror has been shattered and most of the glass pieces have fallen to the floor, but a few remain in the frame. The hand that holds the larger piece is covered in blood. She appears to be sitting on the edge of the bathtub.

She swears and mumbles something in Russian before bringing the shard down again. The video cuts out.]

HA! Fucking-- try it now, you crusty, wrinkled-ass, bitch. Two down... a billion to go. Break the mirrors in your houses! Smash the hell out of them. Do it. It's the only way to keep her out-- [There's the sound of the shard hitting the floor and Kenzi cries out.]

Hale? Hale, you know what I'm talking about, right? You totes remember! ... Hale?

Comments

[gleans]

But it's weird, dude. I haven't seen any freaky old ladies, and we're in the same house. And -- you haven't seen my mom, and I haven't seen Jess's nightmare shit. [ Carefully, he eases off the pressure and pulls the towel from Kenzi's arm. It's bloody, but at least her arm looks like it's done bleeding. Phew. ] I don't know what that means, but you should really fuckin' stop smashing mirrors with your bare hands, Hulkzi.

[onteamdyson]

[Yeah. Yeah, okay, that is weird. Really weird. But Baba Yaga explains everything! She's MAGICAL. Still, she's not arguing the stupidity of smashing a mirror bare handedly. She shrugs.] I panicked. Also, I'm so telling Bruce you said that!

... Do you think we have any dinosaur band aids? [Because that would be badass. She twitches, glaring at the remnants of glass and wrapping her weird-arm around Galen's neck. This was stupid. This was a stupid thing. Why did she do this. Her hand hurts so bad, her arm stings, her other arm is already fucked... at least Galen was here.]

Lurve you, Squishy.

[gleans]

[ Galen sighs and grins wearily, pausing as he rests Kenzi's hand on her knee to bring it up to his lips and kiss her knuckles semi-jokingly. ]

Lurve you too. Um -- wanna hang tight while I get some bandages?

[onteamdyson]

[KNUCKLE KISS?! Like totes chivalrous romance novel dudes and Westley from the Princess Bride-- whatever. She's not blushing a little. Shut up.

She nods, folding her hands in her lap and staring at the ground.] I'll just wait right here.