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ikols[ Standing well within the police barriers surrounding the murder scene at Camp Sparkling Waters, a woman's Icelandic-accented voice comes through over the video footage; the camera pans over the bloody remains of where the rituals took place. No bodies, those have been carted away to the morgue, but they left some ... imprints. ]
These folks had a really bad day. Any of you fellas on this channel know why? I suspect — oh, give me a break ... [ And then distractedly, ] Hello, boys! My, what big bats you have!
[ Huffing indignantly, her tone changes to exasperation right before an unplanned scuffle takes place with four to five bodies getting unceremoniously knocked out, hitting the wet grass with bloody splodges as flesh meets dirt (that's what happens when mortal gangsters try to beat down an Asgardian woman). Not dead! Merely knocked-out so she can continue, brushing down her coat as she finally looks in the camera. ]
As I was saying, and now feel entirely convinced of, I suspect our long lost friend Julie might have something to do with things down here. [ Gripping the hair of an unconscious meathead, she drags his ugly, mottled face into view. ] So now the mystery deepens! Who's been sending these handsome chaps to contain the murder scene? Ten points to Gryffindor if you can point me in the right direction!
[ Those ten points being a favour off Loki, if you can read between the lines. ]
These folks had a really bad day. Any of you fellas on this channel know why? I suspect — oh, give me a break ... [ And then distractedly, ] Hello, boys! My, what big bats you have!
[ Huffing indignantly, her tone changes to exasperation right before an unplanned scuffle takes place with four to five bodies getting unceremoniously knocked out, hitting the wet grass with bloody splodges as flesh meets dirt (that's what happens when mortal gangsters try to beat down an Asgardian woman). Not dead! Merely knocked-out so she can continue, brushing down her coat as she finally looks in the camera. ]
As I was saying, and now feel entirely convinced of, I suspect our long lost friend Julie might have something to do with things down here. [ Gripping the hair of an unconscious meathead, she drags his ugly, mottled face into view. ] So now the mystery deepens! Who's been sending these handsome chaps to contain the murder scene? Ten points to Gryffindor if you can point me in the right direction!
[ Those ten points being a favour off Loki, if you can read between the lines. ]
