NIGHTSHIFT 28: BUS UNLOADING AREA

[hamenleai]

[ Dropping down from Bus 3.]Shana dropped into the darkness from the open window above, keeping her back to the carraige as she waited for her eyes to adjust to the pitch blackness surrounding her. It must have been a cloudy night, for she could make out no stars or moon above. Eerie sounds filled the night and she shivered, not liking the sound of

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[hajike_tobiume]

[from below]

The incantation fell quietly from her lips as Momo continued to run toward the institute. Her eyes were fixed on the birdlike monster as it continued its decent upon the patient. It was insulting to have to use the incantation on this binding spell, but as long as the thing worked, she would stuff her pride in her kidou ability until she had more time to dwell on the unpleasant situation.

"Bakudo #1: Sai!" Momo's voice called out as she finished the spell. She felt the energy leave her and she hoped it would act as it should, locking the bird thing's wings behind it and causing it to crash into the ground. Hoped.

She continued to run, but then the backlash hit her. She stumbled, coughing, as her vision swam. She fell to her knees and spat a small amount of blood onto the ground before scrambling back to her feet and continuing to run. She didn't look to see if it worked, though she suspected she'd hear a loud crash if it worked soon enough, but kept going.

She'd done all she could and the shinigami had her priorities - Hitsugaya.

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[damned_monsters]

The first sweep had missed, but no matter. It was a practiced hunter, instincts driven home that told it how to move, how to track, and how to kill. It turned it's body, readying to come again when suddenly some force snapped it's wings upwards. Without the ability to glide, the creature fell hard to the earth, the sickening sound of it's body coming down second only to it's piercing cry.

But it hadn't forgotten it's goal.

No, the monster still hungered for the untainted, and already it tried to stand. The massive wings struggled, only needing a few moments before it could escape, a few more moments. It was disoriented and dizzy, ready to strike at any who approached it with beak and claws, all the while writhing, trying to again get up.

[blood_and_pocky]

Ah, blood.

Hinamori Momo came and went, and Aidou briefly followed her blood trail with his eyes--no time to consider it at the moment, but whatever she had done, it had seemed to work, for the mottled bird had momentarily lost the ability to control wing function.

No chance to attack in close range; two icicles came into his hand, as long and hard as tanto knives, and while the bird was vulnerable, he aimed for the thrashing head and released them with as much force as possible. Two chances to pierce the skull and hit its brain, where he thought a bird's skull might be weakest.

[damned_monsters]

One projectile missed, though not completely; the ice ripped through the creature's wing just as it managed to break the bind, a ragged hole left in the mess of feathers. But the second hit the mark, the point piercing the creature just beneath its eye. It let out another howl of pain, though this one much more desperate for the odorous fluid that sprayed out from its wound.

It was dying, though the creature didn't seem to realize yet. With greater fury it flailed about, heavy wings snapping, talons and beak striking randomly in the air. To approach it, to remain near it now would be nothing more than folly, a needless risk.

[blood_and_pocky]

Disgusting. Aidou turned against the bus as the blood--logically it was blood, but nothing that smelled like it, nothing at all--began to stain the pavement. It reeked. So much of it... no doubt, that must've been a killing blow. He'd expected as much, but for once, some variable hadn't somehow screwed up an otherwise effective offence.

With single-minded intention, Aidou moved away from the bus and the bird, both noisy and smelling like rancid blood and death. Akatsuki couldn't be stupid enough to be lingering here, trying to help. Granted, Aidou was well aware his cousin had a softer side in regards to human life, but really. This was a lost cause on all counts. And no doubt, as soon as anyone fled under the roof of the Institute, they'd be just as imprisoned as if they'd never left.

For now, though, he could take better cover against the building's wall before making the decision to remain outside or not. At least the moon was no longer an unearthly crimson.

[pointless to link; running back out into the fray. :D]