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[leekspin]

WHO: Orihime, Axel, Roxas
WHAT: Trying to help someone out lands Orihime in hot water. What to do? Run like crazy!
WHEN: May 29, 2008 - Evening
WHERE: Clairbourn Streets

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[red_travels]

Oh please...he was gonna punch him in the face? Axel had to fight to look interested as he easily moved out of the way, arching his spine backward and spinning on one heel all in one fluid motion. As the man staggered past him, thrown off-balance by the force of the missed punch, Axel just grinned and lifted one flaming chakram, holding the flames pointedly right up against the man's backside, just long enough to make a point. And then he spun, landing a sharp roundhouse kick to the small of the man's back and sending him stumbling

[leekspin]

"Er...I never really thought blood was all th-that pretty, eh heh heh...!" Chills... Orihime had never experienced anything that made her skin crawl like that man's wandering hand had. With her arms twisted back into that painful grip, moving around too much could possibly cause them to break

[red_travels]

Axel quickly dropped the man he was currently dealing with, driving a knee up into his groin and then an elbow into the back of his head, leaving him with four. Well, until the two that had been sent away earlier returned at the sound of the altercation, kicking him back up to six again. He swore under his breath and his eyes flicked toward the copper-haired girl, who was currently trying her damndest to get away from the two men, and doing a decent job of keeping them occupied. She was...feisty. And Axel was impressed. But there really wasn't time for that at the moment. It seemed that he had gotten in a smidge over his head this time. As he cautiously took a step back, analyzing the situation, he found himself wondering absently if Roxas would be pleased with the fact that he'd stuck his neck out to help a girl in need...or if he'd be pissed that he'd jumped in headfirst without getting a handle on the situation beforehand.

Oh man, Rox...wish you were here, he found himself thinking ruefully. He really coulda used the kid's

[punk_of_hearts]

Roxas smirked from where he crouched atop a pile of steel beams that were going to be used as the framework for a building, lowering his gun and nodding once in serious approval as he made out the hand signals. How'd Axel always know when he was around? Unless he was just hoping Roxas was there, and signaling to him just in case.

...Nah.

Meet up. Left. Corner. Two. Right. Great, Axel was going to bolt left and duck around the second corner to his right, and he wanted Roxas to meet him there. It was like he knew where Roxas was already--that pile of steel beams was the second corner on the right. With an excited grin, he watched his friend run, the fire going out, a bunch of idiot thugs chasing him down in the darkness.

Well, none of that. They couldn't have the thugs lurking in the shadows, now could they?

Roxas lifted his gun again, taking careful aim at the leader of the pack following his best friend, and pulled the trigger.

KFF

SPLATTThe guy yelled, arms flailing up to his face, where glow in the dark paint was now

[red_travels]

Axel let out a silent whoop when he heard the unmistakable sound of a paintball hitting someone in the face. It was unmistakable...because he'd spent most of the weekend hearing it, and a huge grin split his face as he dove around a corner and propped his palms on his knees, panting.

Thank goodness for best friends...

He turned over his shoulder when there was a loud crunch of gravel, and a chuckle lilted out of him as Roxas extended a hand to bonk his fist against Axel's. Damn, the kid really was a ninja.

Then the blond asked about the girl, and Axel's smile faded somewhat. "No, two of 'em have still got her," he said, still catching his breath. "One of 'em has a knife, too, but I figured it'd be best to get rid of most of them before trying to help her out." He straightened. "We can take out two guys no problem," he reasoned, his eyes flashing impishly; "but six is a little much to handle extempore, wouldn't you say

[leekspin]

Orihime was not having an easy time with this. The knife she managed to send spinning, and the hands that gripped her arms loosened when her head of granite connected with the man's jaw. Axel was darting away, and Orihime thought that sounded like a pretty good idea to her too. She moved to lurch after him, but only made it two steps before a heavy body collided against her back, arms like an iron vice crossing over her shoulders to grab her, crushing her against the thug's chest with one calloused hand closed over her mouth

[punk_of_hearts]

"No, I've been living under a rock my whole life," Roxas griped as Axel gestured at the cement mixer, his mind flickering forward along Axel's train of thought, eyes darting around, spotting the recently poured foundation before them, a convenient pile of gravel just past it. "You know how to work it?" he inquired, running for the machine and wondering if there was any cement left inside to dump over the foundation just in case the thugs didn't sink like they ought to.

An instant later, he realized no construction worker worth his salt (why were people worth salt anyway? Must have been an ancient Roman thing) would leave wet cement in a mixer overnight. No matter--that giant pile of gravel would work just as well... "C'mon, we climb that hill; you think the chick's okay?" He paused for a moment, glancing from the foundation to the gravel to the mixer to Axel to the group of glowing folk just turning the corner and following them. "Maybe you should check on her--I'm not hearing any fight and that could be bad." Roxas was just as

[red_travels]

Axel rolled his eyes. "Oh, no you haven't, don't you lie to me," he griped back, tousling Roxas's hair fondly. Then he rubbed his chin in thought and frowned. "I doubt it's hard to work," he admitted, "but if the mixer ain't turning, there's prolly no cement in it..." He figured Roxas already knew that, though.

When Roxas spotted the bulldozer, Axel nodded. "It's prolly not locked--in the movies the keys are always behind the sun visor, you know?" he said with a grin. "Who the hell would steal a bulldozer, right?" He clapped the younger boy on the shoulder. "Go check it out--I'll go check on the girl. You're right, it's a little too Raph quiet." He turned, then paused and frowned over his shoulder. "Two of them have brass knuckles, one has a knife, and one has a pistol," he informed the boy, in case he wasn't aware. "I dunno if any of them are concealing anything else; be careful, okay? I'll go drop the two who were harassing the girl and I'll be right back, so don't do anything stupid like I would, you hear me