Event Log: Jumpscares

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Who: All characters participating in the event!
What: The event log for the Jumpscares event
Where: All over the city!
When: May 16th-May 20th
Warnings: Some startling jumpscares, interdimensional demon cats, the usual

A dark shadow looms over Hadriel on the morning of May 16th. There's a tension in the air, something palpable, as if everything has gone still and is ready to snap. You've been waiting for the other shoe to drop for hours now, and you're getting to the point where you're starting to wish that it would just happen already so that you can stop feeling this way.

Of course, when it does happen, it's not quite like you expect.

Maybe it's a tiger leaping out of your closet, claws extended. Maybe it's a faceless slenderman, stepping out from around the corner or a monster with beak and claws ripping open your shower curtain when you're most vulnerable- but within seconds, after you've been startled half to death by the monsters, they're gone. They vanish in a puff of smoke, or dissipate into glitter, or become something silly instead for a few brief moments before disappearing entirely.

Weird. But not unendurable, I guess. The bright side is that there will also be a few demon cats that have also made their way through the door. No two cats are ever in the same location, but there seems to be enough of them to go around, though the toothy one can be a bit vicious. Still, they aren't untameable, and might make nice pets, as long as you don't mind a bloody finger or two when it's time for lunch!

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Comments

[drabsolutelynot]

Let's keep it that way.

[There's a solemn before Rosen sets his hands behind him, palms flat on the ground as he leans back.]

Now. Tell me about Booth.

[Lance's change in mood, the sudden enthusiasm talking about his friend, has managed to win over a faint smile from Rosen. and he's committing that name, 'Booth', to memory. A reference point for something that makes Lance happy.]

[lifetothefullest]

[He nods once, in agreement; he'd very much like to keep it that way, and he's going to leave his gun in the apartment until this is all over.

Lance smiles again as the subject turns back to Booth, and he thinks over exactly what to say.]

Booth is the best agent in our office, and so he handles most of the murder investigations. He's really good at what he does, and just a... Really strong, devoted person.

[He's one of those people it's hard not to look up to.]

We started working together about seven years ago, when I was assigned to evaluate his and Dr. Brennan's partnership; she's a forensic anthropologist that helps in murder investigations.

[He grins a bit more, glancing over sideways at Rosen.]

They were so obviously in love with each other, but it took three years before they finally figured it out.

[drabsolutelynot]

[Its endearing the way Lance now gushes over these people. Where normally Rosen has to wheedle and prod, Lance is now volunteering his thoughts and feelings freely.

He even wins an actual laugh from Rosen when he slides that bit of gossip his way at the end.]

Alright [Rosen slides his hands away from where they had been supporting himself, and flops backwards so he's now lying on the ground, hands on his stomach and knees bent so his feet press flat to the ground. From this new vantage point he smiles up at Lance]

You are going to have to start that story from the beginning.

[Maybe it will help his nerves forget the earlier unpleasantness. If only for little while]

[lifetothefullest]

[Lance loves Booth and Brennan--and Daisy, of course, and the rest of the Jeffersonian crew--very dearly, and since he's very unconcerned about Rosen using any of this information against them if they ever show up he's more than happy to talk about them. They are, after all, some of the most important people in his life.

He raises his eyebrows slightly as Rosen lays down on the ground, amused and glad to see he seems to be feeling at least a little better.]

Okay, well, I met them in their third year of working together, right after I started at the FBI. Neither of them was happy to be assigned to meet with me; I was really annoying and Booth is something like fifteen years older than me, and Dr. Brennan doesn't believe in psychology.

[So all of that together made it pretty difficult to gain their respect.]

They were so obviously interested in each other but they wouldn't admit it to themselves, let alone say anything to the other one. I was making some headway with them for awhile, but then they accused me of being a serial killer.

[He's not joking, even though it's said casually for the exact reason that it's ridiculous. He'd been very hurt at the time by the suspicion, but at this point looking back it's really pretty funny; if it hadn't been for the real murderer--sort of--being someone so close to the team, he so would've used the false accusation to get free guilt meals out of Booth for as long as possible.]