1:30 District 15
His feet had led him here. A deserted area, closed for renovations. It had an odd feel to it, one not unfamiliar to him. It felt like a building abandoned after a war.
Not so unlikely he thought. This technically is a war.
Still, he wondered why he was here. It wasn't just to escape the crowd. It was as though he was drawn there. Quietly, he drew his handgun from the pocket. He walked calmly through the establishment. Places like this were the haven of militants. He knew that from his work in Ireland. It would never hurt to check it out thoroughly.
edited 18th Mar '12 5:28:52 PM by Augustine
Read all of my fanfics!1:32 PM, District 15
The empty building, though deserted, felt almost alive. The darkness seemed like it could crawl, and there were noises no building should make. And in the midst of it all there was a low, rhythmic tune, echoing from the interior.
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I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serialDistrict 17, 1:05 pm
Touka immediately regretted asking the question, feeling that he'd overstepped the limits of politeness. Still the fact that this biker didn't have a girlfriend might be an indication that they were actually a girl themself. Or not. Not wanting to be rude, Touka tried to think of something else to talk about so that they weren't both bothered by their single-ness.
"It's okay, I'm not with anyone either.. we're not allowed to date people from our school, and I don't get to meet many people besides that," he sighed, then suggested, "If you want some good ice cream, there's a place not far from here that has some. Less of a line too, because it's not just an ice cream place."
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S-She looks so confident... As I guessed, Miruko is incredibly cool!
"Right! North it is then! We need to find her after all!" said Kyou just a little enthusiasm short of lifting her fist in the air for emphasis. Then she proceeded to follow Miruko, fully intending to see how a pro gathers information.
1:33 District 15
Eric just realized he was sweating. The atmosphere had changed suddenly. The building, though dark and empty, felt alive, almost womb-like. There was a strange rhythm to it, almost like the beating of a heart, or the beginning of a dark song. He raised the handgun and flipped off the safety.
"Little good this will do." He scoffed. Especially if it is that woman again.
edited 19th Mar '12 1:59:13 PM by Augustine
Read all of my fanfics!1:35 PM, District 15
As Eric ventured deeper into the building, he found more and more that his environment seemed determined to play tricks on him. Layouts seemed to change indiscriminately, and he could hear sounds no one should hear in an abandoned building. Gunshots, screaming, crying. And that wet noise. That horrendous, indescribable wet noise. The air became hot, and in some places humid, before turning chilly, and dry.
The more he walked, the more he failed to recognize the places he'd been. Burns, singes on the wall, holes in the floor, and stains he didn't want to examine. Objects had been misplaced or broken, and new ones added, like a helmet here, or a jacket hanging on the wall there. It was like reality itself was unfolding into a slow nightmare.
edited 19th Mar '12 2:15:27 PM by KSPAM
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serialDistrict 17 1:06 PM
"Just going to order a sample from here, then we can go." Kumiko said and rose from the table and ordered an ice cream in a cup she was allowed to bring with her.
1:08 PM
Soon she retuned with a cup of vanilla ice cream with pieces of chocolate cake in it and topped by a strawberry sauce. "Shall we get going then?"
1:37 District 15
Was this a dream? Did he pass out from the heat? His entire body was covered in a cold sweat and he could barely breath.
Memories rushed through his head. His childhood, his work. Africa, Thailand, Kazakhstan, Syria, Colombia. Everything he did. Everything he didn't do, the people he killed and those that he should have. It was all pouring through his mind without any sign of stopping.
He fell to his knees. He could barely stay conscious with the world closing in on him like this. As he began to black out, he raised the gun into the air and fired.
edited 19th Mar '12 4:18:04 PM by Augustine
Read all of my fanfics!District 17, 1:10 PM
Touka looked jealously at the cup her biker compatriot had acquired. He was a big fan of his own concoction, but that one looked incredibly inviting as well. It would be bad for his figure to eat too much but still. Feeling that eyes might be one him - eyes that would spout out that little Touka-chan had a boyfriend - he decided that moving would be best.
"Sure," he nodded and then asked, "Do you want to walk, or should we wait until you're finished and use your bike, Kumiko-san?"
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"Really now, that's it?" Marz said as Eric blacked out. "Honestly, that's not even a meal!"
Now this posed a problem. He was unconscious. She could probably drag him off into the basement quick and tease out the rest of her meal that way, but letting him go after that... It would completely fail at making her seem intimidating.
Marz sighed. Guess she'd just have to stick around a while longer if she was going to get what she wanted.
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serial1:45 District 15
Eric began to wake up. His vision wavered, and he could barely feel his extremities.
How shameful he thought. I've made a fool of myself.
After a few moments, he stood. A bit of strength had returned, possibly enough to allow him to escape.
"Not going to kill me?" he whispered into the darkness. "Pathetic. I could kill twenty men in the time you waste."
He was certainly afraid. Even if she appeared, there was no chance he could kill her in his current state. But, it may be satisfying enough to shoot her once. Or twice.
Read all of my fanfics!1:45 PM, District 15
"But you aren't twenty men, are you?" Her voice projected from the darkness. "You're one man. One tiny, insignificant little man. No power, no importance. No chance. I can take as much time as I please playing with you."
A patch of darkness grew, just out of sight. It squirmed in the corner of Eric's eye, buzzing and bulging with life. And slowly, it began to move.
"Can you outrun me, little man?"
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serial1:45 District 15
I'll only have one shot at this. Eric thought. The bitch was going to come right at him. If he was lucky, he would be able to catch her off guard so he could escape. He felt her presence in the darkness to his left. That was the bad thing about her little spell, as long as she used it, he could determine a general area where she hid. Unless she was toying with him of course.
He had to keep her talking. "Oh. A chase would be fun for you wouldn't it? Too bad."
If she took the bait, he'd be able to get away. He pretended to be unaware as he edged backwards.
Read all of my fanfics!District 17 1:12 PM
Touka was actually pretty exited about the chance to ride on a motorbike; the most he'd ever gotten to do was ride a roller coaster at an amusement park. The fact that an either pretty boy or cute tomboy was offering the ride just made it that much better. Which just complicated things when a taste of the biker's ice cream was offered. Immediately the ramifications were clear to Touka; it was an indirect kiss! Not that that was the intention, but it still made him blush as red as the strawberry syrup in the cup
"S-sure, I'd love that.." he finally said, then closed his eyes and opened his mouth slightly to await the ice cream, and not daring to touch the spoon himself. It was the spitting image of a cute young lady on a outing with a childhood crush or something like that.
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Miruko walked into a certain back alley with Kyou in tow. This particular alley was a popular hideout for violent thugs. As expected, she found a scrappy looking group swearing and talking obscenities with each other. They probably didn't know much but she felt like taking out some of her frustrations on these thugs and there was always a chance.
"You dirty little foulmouths man enough to take down a girl? Get your heads out of the gutter."
This was a normal routine for her to get the gangsters attacking her so it would count as self-defense. The first to try to punch her suddenly felt his whole body growing heavier as he slowly fell to the ground while Miruko lazily dodged his strike. Miruko tossed a gum wrapper over the head of the next one. Right before it reached the peak of its height above the man's head, she let it accelerate to the ground with a force 100000 greater than normal, bringing down a massive weight onto the man's head. For the rest, she simply used a more normal method of letting them slam into the ground. Aside from moaning and groaning, the men were silenced, though one decided that the pain was enough to start crying like a baby.
Miruko lightly kicked over one man who was lying face down. He was still conscious, so it was now time to extract information from him.
"Kyou. Describe your roommate to him. See if he knows anything about her."
Kyou for her part had her tablet on her hands and used it to take photos of the whole incredibly one sided battle in between making little notes on it like...
Miruko appears to use taunting tactics to get the thugs to go after her... That or maybe it is personal... Maybe she's an avenger with an incredibly heart breaking backstory!?
However, she wasn't able to write too much down before Miruko was done with her second group of delinquents today. Then she called for Kyou to conduct the interrogation.
"Ah, right! Coming!"
Kyou then crouched in front of the last conscious guy before she looked for a photo of her roommate on her tablet. She showed the thug a picture of a petite girl with long black hair in a tied in sidetail eating ice cream with a rather distracted look on her face. Then, Kyou put her hand on his head as she started asking questions.
"Have you seen her? Do you know who she is? Have you heard of Divider? Have you heard of a kidnapped girl lately? Do you know any kidnappers?"
Now, Kyou couldn't read minds, but with her hand over his head she could feel the electricity generated as the different areas of his brain light up. Sensing his reactions to every question she could immediately pick up if he knew something or he recognize anything she spoke about.
District 17 1:20 PM
Touka bit down as soon as he could sense the spoon was in her mouth. Once again he blushed at the thought that this was a pseudo romantic moment. With someone he'd just met. And then he opened his eyes, smiled akwardly and tugged at a strand of his long blue-gray hair. Finally he nodded in approval and tried to summon some words to respond with.
"It's.. it's good. Really good! Just.. the strawberry's a little too sweet.. but hey, sweet is a good thing! Ehehe..." Touka began and then looked at his feet, grinding one into the ground nervously. Finally he looked up with a suddenly perky grin, "You know what? We should go get that ice cream. Right now."
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"Hmmm. You're right. Too bad." The darkness didn't lunge, but split into a multitude of shadows, dancing across the walls. They giggled and crackled, and screamed and howled, and then they were gone. Eric turned around.
In front of him stood two little children, their faces bloody and their haur matted. Their eyes no longer shone, having taken on a dull sheen, and their skin was pale, a drastic contrast to the dark red color of the bullet wounds and the burns which pockmarked them. One of them, a little girl, was dragging her insides along with her like a teddy bear. The boy with a hole in his eye tugged at Eric's pants, and looked up.
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serialDistrict 17, 1:20 pm
Touka, not having expected the helmet to be tossed to him, juggled the object cautiously. Once he finally had a grip on it he put it on, though it was a lot heavier than Touka had expected. He carefully climbed onto the bike so that his skirt wouldn't reveal anything too embarassing. At that he linked his arms around Kumiko's waist so he wouldn't fall off.
While blushing yet again, he explained, "Just make a left at the corner and head straight for maybe 6 blocks. It'll be on the right side."
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District 17 1:03 PM
Touka's eyes narrowed as the taller teen told him she went to a boy's school. Kumiko wasn't a family name that he'd ever heard, but then he wasn't full Japanese either. Yet that was clearly a girl's first name, and Yamauchi was certainly a family name. There had to be something behind why a teenage girl was acting this way, but Touka wasn't one to talk.
"So.. should I call you Kumiko-san or Yamauchi-san? And I go to St. Florian's Academy, it's a private school," Touka responded, then smiled a little and asked, "A cool guy like you probably has a girlfriend, right?"
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