Damsel in Distress, My Ass

[The video camara flickers on. At first it's just a waist level shot. There's a slayer clad in jeans tucked into a pair of camel colored knee high boots. After a moment the camera angle changes as Buffy sets the camera off to the side. She's rocking the flow-ey, wavey, movie star hair. She's standing at the outer barrier of the clock looking up at it and there's someone beside her. A little study shows that it's a_bad_guy. Buffy tilts her head and tosses the scythe up lightly in the air then catches it.]

So there's Plan A or Plan B. Plan A is---really there's just plan B. We hit it really hard until it breaks.

[ooc:Action is locked to Eliot. Buffy set her device down behind her and didn't realize it was on so the entire interaction with Eliot and the clock will be broadcast. All replies will come from post-trying-to-kill-the-clock. This has been run by mods]