Real Life
Exasperated at the unfolding events, backstage as well as onstage, James bashed his face against the keyboard again. He knew that nobody else would think badly of him for breaking the continuity - but he'd still remember it, and hate himself for it. Finally, he picked himself up again and started mumbling.
"Take three," he said to himself, putting his fingers back on the keyboard.
Bison Tower~Rooftop
The chaos had stunned Irelia for a while, and she still was barely conscious, staring at the flying colours and shouting everywhere. Eventually, though, one shouting voice got through to her louder than anyone else's: Falcon's. What are you doing just standing there?! he yelled. You're dead if you don't get the fuck off the roof! That was enough to snap her out of it, and she stumbled into the elevator, going down as far as she could. Don't ever do that again! he chastised her.
"What's your problem?!" she yelled back. "You're not the one who suddenly had to deal with a war breaking out right in front of you!"
Because if you die-- he started to say, then stopped. Irelia tried to get more out of him, but he'd completely stopped talking. "Fine, be that way!" she called back, just as the doors opened. Both of them were stunned by what they saw.
There were a lot of dead bodies and blood everywhere. Some of the bodies were human, others seemed like monsters, but all of them were dead, and all of them had been gouged deeply. I don't think you want to hang around here, Falcon advised. Go around as many corners as possible. If whoever did this sees you, you don't want them being able to follow you too easily.
IRL
"Action," James said as he pressed 'post'.
