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« on: February 19, 2014, 02:23:23 AM »
"Would you like to come with me?"
His skin was glowing, the girl idly mused as she listened to his melodious words. It reminded her of a book she'd read in her childhood. But she'd hated the idea and called it stupid, yet now, in this very moment, Gabriel pulled it off so perfectly that shouldn't muster a single complaint.
...a childhood? Ah, yes. She'd been someone, once.
It was only when her hand was halfway to the pretty man's that she jerked to a halt, her face locked in a frown as contradictory orders began to assault her mind. He'd asked her to go with him, but a part of her said no to the idea, most vehemently. The voice in the back of her head was growing louder, sneering at her weakness and ordering her to back away immediately.
"I... he wouldn't like that," she said weakly, looking Gabriel in the eyes. "But I think I would."
With that, her brain had enough of the nonsense, and she collapsed, falling limply to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut. However, just before her body shut down completely, her right hand twisted, throwing the phone it held backwards until it came to a stop next to a mass of metallic junk that didn't look like it belonged on a roof.
Wires extended from the pile, stabbing into the battered phone and reeling it into the heart of the ramshackle construction. With the rattle of a blown out speaker, a man's voice emerged from within. "I'll take that message to heart, stranger, and ask you to deliver one in return. Tell the Law Unto Herself that she can expect more of these visits. I doubt these constructs will trouble the inhabitants of this compound greatly, but enough water can wear away even the strongest stone. If she wants them to stop, there's another disposable phone in that undead's pocket. A talk might help, if it's her." A mass of wires twisted together to point a misshapen finger at the prone vampire.
With creaks and groans, the metal unfolded, rising as tall as a man and stopping its growth at a height of seven feet. A pair of cracked sunglasses lay perched on the thing's misshapen head, with a faded yellow traffic cone serving as the star to the tree. The thing had no rhyme or reason to it. It couldn't be called a robot, since many of its components floated inches away from each other with no visible connection, yet it walked and stood and talked, albeit irregularly. It stared down the shining man before it, judging him.
"I already have what I came here for," the speaker crowed triumphantly. "Since I'm feeling merciful, I'll let you keep that broken toy. I have many more. She won't be of any use, though, so I suggest getting rid of her quickly."
With that, the walking scrap heap turned away and, with an awkward punch that nonetheless moved smoother than it had any right to, sent the rooftop door flying down the stairwell. The mass ducked under and placed a hand on the frame, turning its 'head' back to Gabriel at the last second.
"Oh, yes," the speaker added. "Are you going to try and stop me from leaving? I wouldn't suggest it, but if you can, you'd likely stop the attacks completely before they can even begin."
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