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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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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.

She fought furiously, twisting to get free with both legs kicking. He swung her around to throw her off balance, then dropped, bringing both of them to their knees. Orihime's fingers scrabbled over those thick arms, but the sleeves of his jacket prevented him from being scratched. He squeezed, hard, bowing her forward with his chest to subdue the girl.

The man who'd held the knife caught her wrists, then clamped them together in one hand. She protested in alarm when she saw the malevolent look of anger on his face, his shoulders heaving as he panted for breath. "I liked that knife," he growled, twisting at her wrists painfully. "But no matter. Don't need it right now...I'll find it when we're done with you."

Bright spots exploded across Orihime's vision as his fist impacted with the side of her face, stunning her. She felt herself slumping for a moment, her ears ringing. Frantically she shook her head (as best she could), fighting to stay conscious. Things were blurred, feelings bleeding together into an indistinguishable mass. She heard ripping cloth, felt cold air against her skin. He was saying something...to her? No, to the other... She wasn't sure what.

Then she felt something hard against her back. Was she on the ground? She started to fight again, then felt fingers digging into her jaw and cheek, holding her head down. Another blow pounded into her temple, and her vision spun violently to the left. Close your eyes...don't close your eyes...her fingers curled into a fist, but she couldn't move her arm.

She hoped that other guy managed to get away, before darkness swallowed her consciousness whole.