sirenspull | accidental video -> text; backdated to wednesday night

[The NV is spinning in the air, the image incredibly confused before the thing hitting the edge of a couch and landing at an odd angle. The video shows legs- feet, a pair of sock-clad feet vanishing into jeans and another pair with shoes on, gathered around what looks like a coffee table, though the table itself is out of the frame.

After a moment something drops into the frame from above: a slender, lifeless hand, obviously dangling off the table above, with blood running down the smooth skin. There's a sob off-screen and someone pulls it away again.

The sound is muffled and terrible quality, but some things can be heard.]

Stop it goddamn it just stop- haven't you done enough? STOP IT.

[Chuck's voice, sounding panicked and desperate. Someone kicks the NV and the sound muffles- a riot of noise, of yelling, and the picture starts flashing, distorting, static and terrible noisy feedback- and then yelling that crescendos into a scream. It's garbled but the NV picks up just a little-]

-THE FUCK OUT NOW-

[Before it distorts again and goes dead.]

[Text post, about 30 minutes later.]

Sorry about that. It's fine. It's taken care of. Okay, that's a lie. Not that it's anyone's business. Someone from Purgatory cover my shift tomorrow. And the next day.

[ OOC: This is open to action to anyone at the HoA. Chuck's in one of the common areas, sitting like a trauma patient on a couch next to a bloody coffee table. Fred is dead, was killed by Angelus, but her body's already vanished by the time of the text post.

The static and feedback was Chuck's grip on His powers kind of slipping a lot and Him accidentally making lights explode.]

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[Several hours after this post goes up Michael's finally ready to respond to this. He's not going to make excuses for Lucifer. Or even apologize on his brother's behalf. Oh, and they're in hiding together.]

What will you do now, Chuck?

That depends. Where is he?

[Assumptions. Wild shots in the dark. He's feeling just irrational enough to wonder, truth be told. Gabriel responded a lot quicker than Michael did, and why would that be?]

With me. Now what will you do?

[That's all Chuck is going to get on Lucifer's whereabouts. His brother is terrified that the prophet will come after Michael in revenge so he went with him somewhere.]

Why do you care?

Why shouldn't I? He's my brother and Fred was nice.

She was more than nice. She was someone. Every single person Godric and Angelus killed was someone. They're killing innocent people and it's squarely Lucifer's fault. What are you going to do?

Innocent people dying is old news, Chuck. The only difference is that in this fish bowl they come back. As for it being Lucifer's fault...well, we both know this isn't the first thing that's his fault. As for what I'm going to do: I'm going to convince my brother to fix what he broke.

[He probably can't get Lucifer to apologize to all those people. Fred maybe he'd do on his own.]

Only Newcomers come back. What about the residents they killed? Those are people with families, with brothers, with sisters, with parents and children and even with friends. You might not care about them - Hell, you might not even know who they are - but every single one of them was loved by someone, and still is. If Lucifer can't fix what he broke, something still has to be done. You're the only one who can even try to control him.

I couldn't help them no matter who asked. I can't get back their souls and it's not my place to try. And I hardly think their loved ones will want me to send flowers to their funeral. If he can't - or won't - then I will. This will end. Leave Lucifer to me.

Thank you. That's all I was asking for. This can't happen to anyone else.

So then it's safe to say you aren't out for revenge?

I can't win that fight.

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