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

[onteamdyson]

I never waste mascara like that. Dude, come on! Try... evil witch tried to come out and get me. I'm too cute to be a pie.

[hung_garian]

You'd make terrible eating. There's less meat on you than on Morrissey's shopping list. Was the evil witch blind or just on a diet?

[Pfft, concern, what's that.]

[onteamdyson]

I'm going to take that as a compliment, thank you very much. Pretty sure the plan was to fatten me up for a few years before I pissed her the hell off.

[hung_garian]

Years? Yeesh. Lot of work to put into getting your food prepared. Someone really shoulda told her about microwave dinners, way easier.

[And, because just in case:]

I take it after pissing her the hell off you made your grand escape back to this side of the looking glass, Alice?

[onteamdyson]

Right? Old people need to get the hell out of the dark ages and embrace the wonders of technology!

... Yep. Basically. I mean, it was before I got here, but yeah. Escaped through a bathtub!

[hung_garian]

A bathtub. Okay, yeah. Makes as much sense as the rest of the story. So she's after you again?

[onteamdyson]

YEAH! Because I kind of... tricked her into her own oven. A little. Ta-daaaaaaa!

[hung_garian]

Are you sure you're not just thinking of Hansel and Gretel?

[onteamdyson]

I'm a million percent sure as shit that I'm not thinking of those mentally challenged diabetic kids.

[hung_garian]

Hey, just checking. So, what, she's back, she survived getting roasted and this time it's personal?

[onteamdyson]

Basically, yes. Despite you making this sound like a bad action sequel, that is exactly what's happening.

[hung_garian]

Great. Sounds like that'll be a blast.

[Give him a moment to consider the ramifications of that, though, and--]

Is that so bad? Getting sucked into Russia'd mean a way out of here - you escaped her once, I reckon you can do it twice.