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madimpossibledreamer) wrote2023-04-24 04:43 pm
madimpossibledreamer) wrote2023-04-24 04:43 pm
Entry tags:
A Rescue to Go
Main Points:
Buffy/Devil May Cry/Resident Evil/Background NCIS Crossover
Chapter Summary: Claire trusts Leon, but this time she doesn't know exactly what to expect.
Word Count: 780
Rating: Teen
Leon and the Leon/Xander ship are basically just background for this one. as claire doesn't know about the relationship yet and he doesn't appear in person in this one.
She doesn’t know too much about the guy he called in, but she can put the pieces together. His tone is kind and caring; he bothers to introduce himself and his team briefly before he gets down to business—but when it comes to getting down to business, he does. Quick and efficient.
She can see why he’d get along with Leon.
He clarifies their situation (holed up in a warehouse near an old train station on the mountainside; she doesn’t know the exact location and her GPS doesn’t seem to be working quite right), how many people there are (her and a group of about twenty villagers she’d managed to find), whether anyone is injured (yes, but so far no bites that anyone’s been able to determine and no clear risk of anyone turning), and the nature of the threat (lickers, among worse horrors that she hasn’t been able to identify). He warns her he’s passing her on to someone who knows what they’re doing, he promises; it might sound strange, but it’ll make the process easier.
The woman who takes over says she’s sending a picture in an attachment and that drawing that somewhere will act as a beacon. Claire had managed to find some coal in one of the abandoned rooms. It’s not the one where everyone else is barricaded, further in, so no one is around to question her sanity as she finishes up the design and double checks it against the picture.
She screams as something smashes through the wall, a large fleshy hand reaching in to try to grab her, when something flies in the way.
She barely manages to redirect her shot at the hand. Because it’s ridiculous, but she remembers what Leon had said, too. The guy she’d talked to on the phone might show up with wings.
“One rescue, courtesy of Leon.” the thing with wings growls as it lands, voice harsh and inhuman—but that’s also obviously English. And an obviously intelligently staged epic entrance. And a very dorky thing to say.
They absolutely know each other.
The wings and lava-like skin melt away to a generally human appearance as he turns with a smile. The white hair is a little strange, given that he doesn’t look that old, and one eye is covered with an eyepatch while the other is a deep blue. Kind of handsome, if unusual. “You’re Claire, right? It’s great to meet you.” He catches the hand reaching for him without even looking, completely casual as if he’s not in any danger. Given that he’s standing and holding the arm that keeps scrabbling completely effortlessly, that might not be a wrong impression.
“Likewise,” she agrees, amused.
“Florian, with me. Everyone else, lend the civilians a hand,” he orders, and when she glances back she finally gets it.
The coal mark she’d drawn on the only clean section of floor is now glowing. And there’s what she can only describe as a portal right in front of it. A big blue circle, rippling as yet another woman with an axe steps out at an angle like the other one was on a wall. Claire would think that would be disorienting, but the woman doesn’t seem to find that strange, at all. And a guy in body armor with no weapon comes to stand next to her.
Magic, huh?
The other guy, probably Florian, who is also kind of handsome and Claire will have words with Leon about where he was hiding all these gorgeous people, whispers and gestures and tosses what looks like a ball of light like it’s grenade. It flies past the leader, and there’s a loud rumble of a scream as the hand flinches. Redgrave (which is a hell of a coincidence, Claire thinks, amused) lets go of the arm, shoving lightly, and the giant creature stumbles back, if the way it suddenly disappears is any indication. He grabs the sword at his back, and draws it like it’s nothing, hopping back out of the rubble to follow.
It’s not like she’s suddenly useless, though, because the noise attracted a little attention, and she takes careful aim before splattering a licker’s brain all over the grass. Another ball of light does the same to another licker—these guys are quick studies, it seems. The guy and his team came to evacuate them all. It’s only fair to have his back.
Buffy/Devil May Cry/Resident Evil/Background NCIS Crossover
Chapter Summary: Claire trusts Leon, but this time she doesn't know exactly what to expect.
Word Count: 780
Rating: Teen
Leon and the Leon/Xander ship are basically just background for this one. as claire doesn't know about the relationship yet and he doesn't appear in person in this one.
If she’d heard about magic being real from anyone else, she wouldn’t have believed it, but Leon wouldn’t joke about this, not now. She might not have told him exactly what’s going on, but he’s smart enough to know it’s worse than she said.
She doesn’t know too much about the guy he called in, but she can put the pieces together. His tone is kind and caring; he bothers to introduce himself and his team briefly before he gets down to business—but when it comes to getting down to business, he does. Quick and efficient.
She can see why he’d get along with Leon.
He clarifies their situation (holed up in a warehouse near an old train station on the mountainside; she doesn’t know the exact location and her GPS doesn’t seem to be working quite right), how many people there are (her and a group of about twenty villagers she’d managed to find), whether anyone is injured (yes, but so far no bites that anyone’s been able to determine and no clear risk of anyone turning), and the nature of the threat (lickers, among worse horrors that she hasn’t been able to identify). He warns her he’s passing her on to someone who knows what they’re doing, he promises; it might sound strange, but it’ll make the process easier.
The woman who takes over says she’s sending a picture in an attachment and that drawing that somewhere will act as a beacon. Claire had managed to find some coal in one of the abandoned rooms. It’s not the one where everyone else is barricaded, further in, so no one is around to question her sanity as she finishes up the design and double checks it against the picture.
She screams as something smashes through the wall, a large fleshy hand reaching in to try to grab her, when something flies in the way.
She barely manages to redirect her shot at the hand. Because it’s ridiculous, but she remembers what Leon had said, too. The guy she’d talked to on the phone might show up with wings.
“One rescue, courtesy of Leon.” the thing with wings growls as it lands, voice harsh and inhuman—but that’s also obviously English. And an obviously intelligently staged epic entrance. And a very dorky thing to say.
They absolutely know each other.
The wings and lava-like skin melt away to a generally human appearance as he turns with a smile. The white hair is a little strange, given that he doesn’t look that old, and one eye is covered with an eyepatch while the other is a deep blue. Kind of handsome, if unusual. “You’re Claire, right? It’s great to meet you.” He catches the hand reaching for him without even looking, completely casual as if he’s not in any danger. Given that he’s standing and holding the arm that keeps scrabbling completely effortlessly, that might not be a wrong impression.
“Likewise,” she agrees, amused.
“Florian, with me. Everyone else, lend the civilians a hand,” he orders, and when she glances back she finally gets it.
The coal mark she’d drawn on the only clean section of floor is now glowing. And there’s what she can only describe as a portal right in front of it. A big blue circle, rippling as yet another woman with an axe steps out at an angle like the other one was on a wall. Claire would think that would be disorienting, but the woman doesn’t seem to find that strange, at all. And a guy in body armor with no weapon comes to stand next to her.
Magic, huh?
The other guy, probably Florian, who is also kind of handsome and Claire will have words with Leon about where he was hiding all these gorgeous people, whispers and gestures and tosses what looks like a ball of light like it’s grenade. It flies past the leader, and there’s a loud rumble of a scream as the hand flinches. Redgrave (which is a hell of a coincidence, Claire thinks, amused) lets go of the arm, shoving lightly, and the giant creature stumbles back, if the way it suddenly disappears is any indication. He grabs the sword at his back, and draws it like it’s nothing, hopping back out of the rubble to follow.
It’s not like she’s suddenly useless, though, because the noise attracted a little attention, and she takes careful aim before splattering a licker’s brain all over the grass. Another ball of light does the same to another licker—these guys are quick studies, it seems. The guy and his team came to evacuate them all. It’s only fair to have his back.