Video - May 5th, Evening

[ashadowofhope]

[The moon can clearly be seen grinning as the feed proceeds to rolling. Standing beneath it with a stoic expression is Oswald. He seems to be surrounded by the little remaining of the group who had been assaulting someone else the previous evening. Bats, chains, and knives, he isn't sure what to make of it. Someone else seems to be holding the communicator as the exchange continues and he isn't exactly making an effort to retrieve it.]

Are you deaf? We said hand over your money not this piece of shit.

[Oswald still doesn't respond, expression still blank. Finally, he just shakes his head and turns away. Weapons are raised at once and they close in]

You little--! What's that?

[One steps forward and grabs a thin blue thorn. Drawing it back, it turns out to be a long, blue-violet feather. Immediately, Oswald it stalking towards the one holding it, the knife completely ignored]

Return that at once.

Oh, so this thing has value to you? A gift from a stupid little g--rk!

[The black gauntlet hand closes tightly around the man's throat and he's lifted from the ground. With his other hand, Oswald takes the feather back and tucks it into his chestplate. In desperate flailing, the knife the man holds cuts at the black armor, but it isn't working. The others approach Oswald, but halt when the man releases a strangled groan]

I will not allow you to speak ill of her.

[And the man is brought crashing into communicator, cutting it off.]