Siren's Pull

[ he frowns into the camera ] This doesn't make any sense. Why would you want to let a fat man carrying a bag of toys into your house in the middle of the night after the sirens have gone off? Wouldn't that just ruin the darkness protection on your house?

Oh, and why do you call it Christmas? Can't it just be a winter festival?

[ because other then the creepy fat man in red and the constant badgering to spend his money, Christmas didn't really sound like a bad holiday. He liked gifts! He liked giving gifts. He just didn't see why this Christ fellow had be dragged into it as well. Honestly, it almost sounded like something straight out of a horror book, or will be by the time Oz is through dissecting it. ]

[ A strangled gasp comes over the network, an open channel punched haphazardly into the NV as Oz slowly returns to himself after staving off the darkness monsters. It wasn't like him to forget things. He had known to avoid the shadows, to go the long way around rather then take the short-cut through the alley, but he had been distracted. ]

Gil? It's... I've...

[ He takes another shaky breath, trying to get his bearings. It's hard concentrating when every touch is muted with the feeling of, well... softness underneath his fingertips, all along his skin. ]

They're gone now. You should know that already, but... I'm fine. Don't come find me. [ It sounded as though he was trying to convince himself, but there's true fear there coming across the line as Oz talked. If Gil came running out of nowhere, who knows how many people might suffer? Raven wasn't exactly a small bird after all. It could easily flatten a building or two if Gil lost control. If only Oz hadn't been forced to use his chain; he might have kept Gil from finding out at all! Now if only he could just, well... move ]

((ooc: The fur is because Oz is really a [SPOILER] stuffed rabbit. Also, heading to bed soon since I have to be into work earlier then usual, but I didn't want to miss this event!))

--here, then the video will...

Aha!

[ Oz smiles brightly from the video screen held a good foot away from his face. ] There you are! I was told this thing could do all sorts of things and I guess he was right. So, tell me. Do you prefer dogs or cats?

[ This is a question of extreme importance. To pretty much absolutely no one. ]