Pfffttt. Dean has NO idea who this freak is.viva_la_impalaJanuary 27 2010, 06:37:13 UTC
[Dean watches in horror as the Major turns off the transmission. He may not know Ritsuka personally, but that's a kid getting sliced and diced by some wackjob in a WWII uniform. That's never good!]
(He laughs) The world already tried. All the forces of the world surrounded us, and rained down on us. The burned us, and gutted us from the populace. They hung whomever they could get their hands on; and now they want to forget us.
I won't let them! I will drag out their corpses and cast them at their feet! I will make the sky rain ashes!
[And it's lining up in Poland's mind just what sort of enjoyment the Major had when he visited his home and his people. His voice is shaking with fury when he manages to speak again.]
[ action ]wants_ur_earsJanuary 27 2010, 05:35:33 UTC
Soubi had already been following his thread for quite a while. It wound around and back, up and through, and he was too focused on finding Ritsuka to notice the transmission on the network.
He did, however, hear Ritsuka's pleading words. It was like an echo in his head, beckoning him, crying out to him. It made his blood run cold, and he paled as he suddenly began running in the direction of the thread.
Re: [ action ]letztesmajorJanuary 27 2010, 05:38:36 UTC
(Overall, the first set of explosives come up like a wave of shrapnel. The Major was careful not to start fires -- he lived here after all. This was designed to take down people in a large area, and not do too much structural damage.)
[Strictly speaking, Poland didn't exactly have the first clue where the Major was.]
[However, this sort of consideration had never factored into Poland's decision-making process. As soon as he had his armor and his sword, he was out of the door, banking on the thought that if that post was public, someone who knew where to find the bastard responsible would be after him, and he could just look for the mob with torches and pitchforks and go where they were going.]
[...Or something could explode. That could also help pinpoint the enemy's location. How terribly convenient. Poland rushed down the hallway and toward the sound of the explosives, moving remarkably fast for a man in armor.]
Re: [ action ]wants_ur_earsJanuary 27 2010, 06:44:11 UTC
[ Soubi managed to throw a force shield up in front of him before the shrapnel hit. A good bit of it, however, still managed to embed itself into his arms. With Ritsuka still screaming in his head, he did not have the moment to worry about it.
Embrace the pain, he heard Ritsu-sensei murmuring, the voice lacing and twining with Ritsuka's in his mind. Learn to love it.
Soubi waited a moment for the dust to settle, until he could see the thread glittering again, then got to his feet and continued following as fast as a limp would carry him. It was probably better to keep that enormous piece of metal in his leg. Unless he wanted to bleed to death.
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What the fuuuck? Hey! What are you doing?!
[OOC:I wasn't part of the planning of this plot. But I just wanted to say I love it anyway.]
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(He reached over for the knob, leaving a smear of blood on the lens before shutting it off.)
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FUCK!
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I won't let them! I will drag out their corpses and cast them at their feet! I will make the sky rain ashes!
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[And it's lining up in Poland's mind just what sort of enjoyment the Major had when he visited his home and his people. His voice is shaking with fury when he manages to speak again.]
You. Like, where are you? Let him go!
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And I mostly used Russians.
(OOC: Canon-wise he used POWs not civilians, so he's mostly telling the truth.)
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He did, however, hear Ritsuka's pleading words. It was like an echo in his head, beckoning him, crying out to him. It made his blood run cold, and he paled as he suddenly began running in the direction of the thread.
Running, until he hit the explosives.
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[However, this sort of consideration had never factored into Poland's decision-making process. As soon as he had his armor and his sword, he was out of the door, banking on the thought that if that post was public, someone who knew where to find the bastard responsible would be after him, and he could just look for the mob with torches and pitchforks and go where they were going.]
[...Or something could explode. That could also help pinpoint the enemy's location. How terribly convenient. Poland rushed down the hallway and toward the sound of the explosives, moving remarkably fast for a man in armor.]
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Embrace the pain, he heard Ritsu-sensei murmuring, the voice lacing and twining with Ritsuka's in his mind. Learn to love it.
Soubi waited a moment for the dust to settle, until he could see the thread glittering again, then got to his feet and continued following as fast as a limp would carry him. It was probably better to keep that enormous piece of metal in his leg. Unless he wanted to bleed to death.
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