Re: [Part 15] Durararatalia (Part 9/?)
anonymous
December 20 2010, 01:48:19 UTC
Right now
Celty turned to show the the cell phone to England. He squinted at the screen, his overlarge eyebrows reminding Celty of furry caterpillars, bunched up as they were.
“Stupid America. Trust the prat to get himself on the Internet too...hmph. Wait...brother...? Who with us had a brother...or--wait--oh, who was it...?”
There was silence, as Celty’s helmet stared at England and England stared at the screen.
“AHA!” He snapped his fingers. “Canada! Quiet lad, doesn’t talk much, like a much less idiotic version of America. Has a big furry dog of some kind. I don’t remember him being with us, though...” England trailed off, uncertain. “Oh, well. It must be him. Well, Miss Sturluson. I understand you have instructions, but it seems I should help young...uh...Canada deal with this.”
Celty nodded, tapping away.
[I’m friends with Shizuo--maybe I can help too. Here it says they were last spotted near the train station. If we go where they last were...]
The motorcycle sped away with the neigh of a horse and a sound like hooves on pavement.
Right now: an office in Shinjuku
There was an almighty crash as Izaya’s chair tipped over backwards, depositing him on the floor.
Izaya sat sprawled on the floor in the wreckage of the chair, staring in horror at his computer. At the Dollar’s website on the screen.
His normal smile was still intact, but strained, and his eyes were that of someone who is watching well-laid plans crash to the ground in flames.
In Izaya’s case, that was exactly what was happening.
“Who?! Who is it?! Ryuugamine Mikado isn’t acting on his own! Who am I forgetting?!”
Namie’s face only showed mild perturbation that her boss was raving in a demented way.
“Mr. Evil Mastermind got outwitted, huh?”
Izaya ignored her, continuing to mutter to himself.
“Forgetting, forgetting, that’s part of it...who, who?! Ahhh...” his tone became soft. “Matthew Williams. Canada. He is truly...formidable...I should never have forgotten about him...truly a formidable opponent...with just this...he’s wrecked everything! If those two are directing the Dollars--! Damn it! He’s not human! No human could simply--disappear like that! Damn it!”
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Oh, Izaya. How I love making you suffer. No one should be able to be a smug bastard like you are and get away with it. =3= Apologies to OP for lack of actual fight scenes between Shizuo and America. I'll see if I can include one later...
XD Of course he's not human Ee-zai-uh-ku~un. You knew that well enough, otherwise you never would've set his brother on Shizuo. :3
Hee hee hee...I am loving this so much. Mikado, Mikado, yea! And he and Canada make such a great pair, especially with Mikado all powered up on the thrill of Not Everyday. England and Celty are also getting along swimmingly, which is fantastic - of course he's the only one who wouldn't be even a little freaked by her presence.
Great job as usual author-non! Though I am starting to wonder exactly what Alfred and Shizuo have gotten up to...have they degenerated into less fighting-out-of-anger and more fighting-because-holy-crap-this-guy-can-actually-match-me, or is Shizuo still raging over his clothes? And for that matter, where have the other three gotten off to...my money's on Russia turning up in the Russian Sushi place and having a lovely conversation with Simon. :3
Celty turned to show the the cell phone to England. He squinted at the screen, his overlarge eyebrows reminding Celty of furry caterpillars, bunched up as they were.
“Stupid America. Trust the prat to get himself on the Internet too...hmph. Wait...brother...? Who with us had a brother...or--wait--oh, who was it...?”
There was silence, as Celty’s helmet stared at England and England stared at the screen.
“AHA!” He snapped his fingers. “Canada! Quiet lad, doesn’t talk much, like a much less idiotic version of America. Has a big furry dog of some kind. I don’t remember him being with us, though...” England trailed off, uncertain. “Oh, well. It must be him. Well, Miss Sturluson. I understand you have instructions, but it seems I should help young...uh...Canada deal with this.”
Celty nodded, tapping away.
[I’m friends with Shizuo--maybe I can help too. Here it says they were last spotted near the train station. If we go where they last were...]
The motorcycle sped away with the neigh of a horse and a sound like hooves on pavement.
Right now: an office in Shinjuku
There was an almighty crash as Izaya’s chair tipped over backwards, depositing him on the floor.
Izaya sat sprawled on the floor in the wreckage of the chair, staring in horror at his computer. At the Dollar’s website on the screen.
His normal smile was still intact, but strained, and his eyes were that of someone who is watching well-laid plans crash to the ground in flames.
In Izaya’s case, that was exactly what was happening.
“Who?! Who is it?! Ryuugamine Mikado isn’t acting on his own! Who am I forgetting?!”
Namie’s face only showed mild perturbation that her boss was raving in a demented way.
“Mr. Evil Mastermind got outwitted, huh?”
Izaya ignored her, continuing to mutter to himself.
“Forgetting, forgetting, that’s part of it...who, who?! Ahhh...” his tone became soft. “Matthew Williams. Canada. He is truly...formidable...I should never have forgotten about him...truly a formidable opponent...with just this...he’s wrecked everything! If those two are directing the Dollars--! Damn it! He’s not human! No human could simply--disappear like that! Damn it!”
--
Oh, Izaya. How I love making you suffer. No one should be able to be a smug bastard like you are and get away with it. =3=
Apologies to OP for lack of actual fight scenes between Shizuo and America. I'll see if I can include one later...
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Hee hee hee...I am loving this so much. Mikado, Mikado, yea! And he and Canada make such a great pair, especially with Mikado all powered up on the thrill of Not Everyday. England and Celty are also getting along swimmingly, which is fantastic - of course he's the only one who wouldn't be even a little freaked by her presence.
Great job as usual author-non! Though I am starting to wonder exactly what Alfred and Shizuo have gotten up to...have they degenerated into less fighting-out-of-anger and more fighting-because-holy-crap-this-guy-can-actually-match-me, or is Shizuo still raging over his clothes? And for that matter, where have the other three gotten off to...my money's on Russia turning up in the Russian Sushi place and having a lovely conversation with Simon. :3
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You're totally right about Russia, I'm so excited to write that part. >_<
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