27th arrest; i am not scared of falling down i am not scared of dark dark clouds

[thiswallinside]

accidental public audio | meant to be a direct call to justin
This is, uh-- Beckett. He's gone but I don't know how long it is.

Justin, I need you to-- Castle has my locker. [No, not the right word...] Safe. Ken should swat or...I need to.

Underground, maybe. The obstacle course...the missings. One man-- no, not a man. My head-- not two suspects. All the same perp. His...he's...

Justin? If I don't make-- you need to build. It's coming and you all need to be ready.


[ooc: Not looking good for Kate, here. Glamored, holey memory. Also cursed, and stolen a window of opportunity. Don't expect it to last long... Eta; there will be a very unpleasant thread near the end of the tags, once she's caught.]

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Audio;

[justcautious.livejournal.com]

Beckett? Guv? You okay? Where are you?!

[cuffyoutwice.livejournal.com]

...Bathtub. Chris?

[justcautious.livejournal.com]

Yeah, s'Chris. Bugger! One sec.

[Police Filter]

The bastard got you in 'is bathtub? S'the blood in th' trail yours? Haven't got it back from Forensics yet, so, I dunno. But if it is, s'a lot of blood t'lose, that. D'you know the bloke's name? One who abducted you?

police filter

[cuffyoutwice.livejournal.com]

Asked for a bath, I-- it's. Yes. My blood, blood from a headwound.

I do, but-- I don't. His name...

police filter

[justcautious.livejournal.com]

Headwound? Jus'...try an' think carefully. Um. What about what 'e looks like?

voice;

[tharheblows.livejournal.com]

Girl, you got problems? I think I got a solution.

[cuffyoutwice.livejournal.com]

Build.

[tharheblows.livejournal.com]

That's for sure. You don't got much time left, so get to it.

[cuffyoutwice.livejournal.com]

I don't matter, can't-- Underground. The others...

[cuffmeonce.livejournal.com]

Kate! Kate! Where are you? I'm on my way to get you. Just hold on.

[cuffyoutwice.livejournal.com]

Rick, no. No, the rain. You have to get out. Alexis...

[cuffmeonce.livejournal.com]

I've already taken care of it, Kate. I even paired her up with someone in case they're going to be sticklers.

[cuffyoutwice.livejournal.com]

You have to go with her.

voice

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Where the hell are you?

[cuffyoutwice.livejournal.com]

I don't-- I'm not sure. It's a cage. I-- Underground.

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Not too much info there, boss.

Okay. How bad is the injury?

[cuffyoutwice.livejournal.com]

No, too much info. I'm-- he did something to me. The bleeding's stopped.

[Police Filter]; audio

[absinthe-eyed.livejournal.com]

Beckett. Concentrate. You're underground? The missings--this is related to the others? And he isn't human?

Forget about building for a moment. Think about this. What does the man look like?

[Police Filter]; audio

[cuffyoutwice.livejournal.com]

Justin! Justin-- he's insane, the brains aren't good enough. The others...all chaotic, he's chaos.

[Police Filter]; audio

[absinthe-eyed.livejournal.com]

Insane--understood. What do you mean about chaos?

[Police Filter]; audio

[cuffyoutwice.livejournal.com]

No patterns. No clues...I can't. Vampire.

Warning for Violence

[trapdoor-spider.livejournal.com]

[There's hardly even a blur of movement as he smashes the phone and grabs Kate by the throat, slamming her back against a wall.]

You promised you'd be nice.

[The words are cold, menacing and without a bit of guilt in them.]

[cuffyoutwice.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, throat-slamming? Not lending to being able to speak. Her hands fly up to her throat, as if it'll do her any good to struggle against something that might be harder than what she's being held up against. Tears spring from her eyes and she starts to choke-cough.

She'd barely had enough time to react, so at least there's no screaming.]

[trapdoor-spider.livejournal.com]

[Good thing the question was rhetorical? The choke-cough does serve to remind Myrnin that she needs to breath and cutting off oxygen for too long damages the brain. He releases her for just a moment.

Unfortunately for Beckett, backhanding her hard across the cheek does not damage the brain.]

I've tried to be nice. I've tried to be humane and understanding but there is a limit to my charity and you have just reached it.

[He looms over her, well in front of the exit and more than fast enough to stop her should she decide to scream or run]

[cuffyoutwice.livejournal.com]

[She can't help it, this time she does yell out. It might as well be a semi-truck slamming across Kate's cheek and she bites off her own voice, wondering if he'll get some sort of satisfaction from hearing her.

Still, the pain needs to be expressed to be relieve and the tears that stream down her face only serve to make it sting more. She barely hears the words he's saying, a thousand other things racing through her mind; the boat, Castle, escape and for a moment, a bully she knew back in middle school. The one she finally got sick of and fought back against.

And her game plans changes, now Kate's hoping for the worst.]

Charity isn't locking someone up to steal their brain.

[With that, she shoves out with her foot toward his knee with all the strength she can muster. Kate knows it will barely make him twitch, but it's not that reaction she's looking for. Kate's looking for his retaliation.]