Mary had a lamb, His eyes black as coals...

[sorryitasedyou]

Who: Darcy + Various - Open options
Where: Around the mansion and grounds
When: During the Eight Ball Event
Rating: Pg-13? How 'bout we say R for violence just to be safe
Summary: Beatrice returns to wonderland and promptly starts disturbing the peace

The Story: Starters in comments linked below:

► Hᴜᴍᴀɴ Dᴀʀᴄʏ - Bᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ ᴏғ Eᴠᴇɴᴛ (Oᴘᴇɴ - Tʜᴇ 27ᴛʜ)
► Eɪɢʜᴛ Bᴀʟʟ Pᴏssᴇssɪᴏɴ (Oᴘᴇɴ - Mᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ 28ᴛʜ)
► Aᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋ Oɴ Tʜᴇ Sᴛᴇᴠᴇ (Cʟᴏsᴇᴅ - Aғᴛᴇʀɴᴏᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ 28ᴛʜ)
► Cᴀᴘᴛᴜʀᴇ (Cʟᴏsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ Aᴅᴀᴍ - Tʜᴇ 29ᴛʜ)
► Tʜᴇ Fᴀʟʟ-Oᴜᴛ (Cʟᴏsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ Aᴅᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ Bᴜᴄᴋʏ Pᴏsᴛ-Eᴠᴇɴᴛ)

[Feel free to hit me up on plurk @ riddlesinthedark if you want a specific starter. Will match style.]

Comments

[halfwinchester]

<sub>[He sees what the angel's intentions are right before it hits him, taking them both to the ground.

You're on the ground, you're opponent's on top of you, what do you do? He's run through this scenario so many times with Jo that it becomes second nature to counter before he can be pinned.]</sub>

Sorry, Darcy.

_{[The strained apology slips out he aims a blow to her face with his forearm to knock her off balance, moving to flip them at the same time.]}

[sorryitasedyou]

[She'd be way more sorry than he was right now, although she doesn't try to face off with him with the same care she'd had when dealing with Steve. She didn't have as much intel on him or his skills.

There's a scream with the movements, enough to send her tumbling back and dazed for a moment. This coming on the heels of another fight, one that had involved a weapon that could destroy the eight ball had weakened it - made this that much easier to take her down.]

[halfwinchester]

<sub>[These things might be using human bodies to hide in, but Adam's heard they're just as tough as the angels he's familiar with from his world. He wouldn't stand a chance in a slugging match with someone like Michael or Castiel, and he doesn't want to find out firsthand just how bad his chances are with this thing.

He has to do something, and fast. But what?

Adam scrabbles out from under her, mind racing. Instead of trying to fight her, what if he could trap her? Stop her from getting away and taking Darcy's body with it somehow? If they were closer to his room, he could... His gaze lands on the rows and rows of doors marching off into the distance on either side of them.

The rooms. They could still work. If he could lock her inside one and imagine it to be a panic room strong enough to hold her.

Ignoring the part of his brain screaming this is a stupid idea, run, Adam does the exact opposite, tackling her toward one of the doors before she can shake off her surprise.]</sub>

once more with feeling - playing hiatus catch up - feel free to drop since blah blah blah

[sorryitasedyou]

[Steve had been a little predictable in his fighting style, but she knew almost nothing about this side of Adam. It makes her have to think a little harder and work to predict his movements. Although, the eight ball had been expecting a fight - not to be tricked.

When he'd scrambled away, she'd picked herself up - aiming high rather than expecting a tackle towards a door. It has her panicking slightly as her body is thrown towards the door, clawing at the frame as wings try to emerge in time to get away from the trap.

Crap.]