3rd Floor Stairwell [Saturday, Late Morning]

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Wasn't every morning you Effy was woken by the sound of things getting kicked and thrown around. Not lately, anyway. So when she was today, it was pretty obvious there would be no extra long lie-in for her. Even if it hadn't jerked her awake, she'd have gone to investigate. It was just the way she was.

	Maybe that was a fucking stupid idea, but she was hardly going to hide in her room when it sounded like some kind of riot going on, her instinct to was to know it all and curiosity was that bit too strong. Expecting to see some other student causing a mess, she stopped dead on seeing that fucking creepy-looking green thing in the doorway to the common room surrounded by the debris of plates, food, and stuffing that she assumed came from inside one of the couch cushions.
	The gremlin chittered angrily when he looked up to see someone staring at it, even if that someone was already backing away towards the stairwell so she had somewhere to run. Had a sense of self-preservation, thank you. Sticking around would be nuts. That thing had claws and fangs and was looking at her like she was dinner.
	Effy wasn't really a fighter, even if she liked to think she could look after herself, but really she was more of an observer than she was at anything physical. Anything she did was out of a defensive survival instinct and no real skill at all. Without anything to defend herself with, it was a case of trying to get away from the damn thing, and at least it was still at a decent distance.
	For now. It was at a decent distance for now. What she wasn't expecting was for it to grab and throw half a bloody plate at her before it leaped her way. Much as she tried to duck out the way it caught her cheek and she stumbled back. Fucking ow. Not quite too shocked to cry out at that, she instinctively pressed a palm against her cheek like it would dull the searing pain and aimed a kick at the gremlin skittering towards her and sent it into a wall.
	God she loved these boots. Especially today. Took several long moments before she recovered enough to try and peel her hand away from her cheek and regretted it when she saw the amount of blood on her fingers, immediately pressing back against it and moving away down the stairs. Yeah, still ow. But she'd rather get away from more of those ominous noises and the stunned and half-stirring gremlin and find just about anyone else than think about that right now. Could clean up her face a little later.

[[Excuse to use the hurty pictures from Kaya's new movie ftw. Can be open!]]

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah was hurrying up to check the stairwells and Common Rooms, hopefully leaving notes that the little monsters couldn't read everywhere (INVASION TIMES NAO! THEY MULTIPLY WHEN WET. KEEP THE FAUCETS OFF) and tell anyone she saw what was up.

Sword in hand, she stopped when she saw Effy. "Hey, you okay? Are there more up there?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Well, someone was obviously better prepared than her, carrying around a sword today. There was a brief look of surprise crossed her face at that alone.

Effy nodded, still half in shock and leaning against the wall, and gestured to the her plate-hurling attacker. "Heard some in the common room," she added. "I think."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah got between Effy and the gremlin, and poked at it with her sword. It jack-knifed to its feet and hissed. "Sneaky bastard. And crap. They're everywhere." She risked another glance at Effy's face, noting the bleeding anew. "You should get someone in the lobby to fix that. There's a few people there, getting supplies and med stuff ready."

The monster took that moment to leap at Dinah and she swing instinctively, going for the stomach.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

It wasn't even jumping at her and Effy still tried to dodge out the way. Unless she had to, Effy would rather dodge and run than bust out a sword like Dinah.

"Jesus, fuck," she exclaimed. Those things were faster than you thought they'd be.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

The sword sliced through the gremlin, leaving two twitchy bits behind, and Dinah took a moment to grimace, then wipe off the blade on her sweatpants. "Seriously, get downstairs!"

The door on the landing above them on fourth opened, and chittering could be heard. "Go go go!"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Oh, that was gross, and Effy pulled a face as she made her way down a couple of steps, even as she let her eyes migrate up to whatever was coming from the next floor.

"What about you?" Not that it didn't look like this girl had everything under control, but somehow Effy felt she should check, and was very hesitant to just leave her alone with these things.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah darted her a surprised-but-pleased look, reminding herself not to assume stuff-- after all, Effy got away from one fine, not exactly easy. "I'll be okay. I'll duck onto third here if they get too many in this space. I can always walk out a window if they cut me off from the stairs," she explained.

A gremlin dropped down from above, and Dinah reflexively TK'd it into a wall. Splat. "I got it, I swear. Tell someone down there that they're up here, though! We're gonna need more people."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy managed a jerky nod, and with one last glance upwards and a look at Dinah started backing away (not all that smoothly) down the stairs.

"I'll tell them," she promised, half over her shoulder as she started down to the lobby. Actually, not all that sad to be getting the hell out of dodge when it came to these things.