The ghosts come calling... [Action/Closed]
Who: Akito/Agito and the Crawling Boy, later Team Tim.
Where: Maid Hallway
When: Shortly after the start of Night 3
What: Akgi run into the Crawling Boy. Shortly after an escape attempt is made.
Warnings: Akgi will be getting hurt in some way. Generic swearing warning that Agito comes with.
( And the monsters will hunt... )
Where: Maid Hallway
When: Shortly after the start of Night 3
What: Akgi run into the Crawling Boy. Shortly after an escape attempt is made.
Warnings: Akgi will be getting hurt in some way. Generic swearing warning that Agito comes with.
( And the monsters will hunt... )
Well. Her body was, anyway. Trusting that it was, for the moment, in good hands, Rukia left her body behind and drew her zanpakuto.
The gigai was all well and good for interacting for people, but it had some serious design flaws. For one, it limited her power considerably. That had already proven itself to be a problem, what with the Crawling Boy breaking her binds so easily. For another, it really wasn't possible to use her full speed and physical strength in it.
Her spirit form had no such limitations.
Sode no Shirayuki turned shining white as she rotated it, growing a long ribbon at the pommel end. The others might or might not be able to see her - but they would almost certainly feel the drop in air temperature.
She touched the ground four times with the point of her sword, and fountains of ice and light sprang from the floor. Setting her blade, she focused her will and spoke the keyphrase. "Tsugi no mai: Hakuren!"
Suddenly, there was ice -everywhere-, a freight train of it rushing down the hallway at frightening speed toward the Crawling Boy from the tip of her sword. The others would probably see this; its effects were certainly visible, as ice covered everything in a foot-thick layer seemingly out of nowhere.
Meanwhile, her physical body had gone completely limp - and the more observant might note that her sword was gone.
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He was caught like an insect in amber, his struggle obvious--shattered legs dangling uselessly, arms thrown up in a familiar gesture to shield his twisted, torn up face, neck lolling at an unnatural angle. For a long, helpless moment, he stared out at them in silence and stillness, trapped.
The next moment, he was gone.
Little more than a few smears of blood lingered in the twisted hollow space he had left behind. For anyone with the attention to notice or inclination to check, they might notice a faint rustle of cloth coming from the still-open door of the Filthy Bedroom, and the pale gleam of eyes watching them from under the bed.
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He also did his best to banish the memories of that face in the ice.
But he didn't ignore the eyes watching them from under the bed. They couldn't stay long.
"Ryuho, Rukia, you're both okay?" he asked quickly, before he turned his attention completely to Agito. "Hold on," he said firmly, and carefully looked over the injuries. He pulled some fabric from what he carried with him, dabbing it with disinfectant. He'd have to stem the bleeding as much as possible, first. "Let's get him out of here, to somewhere more secure."
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"I'm not injured" He replied when asked, and since the ghost seemed to be gone, he allowed Zetsuei to vanish into a mist of fine dust, saving his strength in case he needed it later.
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"I'll live," he muttered under his breath. While it hurt like hell, Agito wasn't going to allow himself to die again. He refused to. Golden eye finally looked up, tired but alight with a fire of anger and determination. He wasn't going anywhere. Not this night.
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Not that anyone would have time to notice that, as she stepped back into the shell and made it her own again. It looked for all the world as if she had gone from deep unconsciousness to full wakefulness, as she picked herself up and dusted herself off. The sword was back where it belonged, and the ice in the hallway would shatter and evaporate very quickly now that she wasn't maintaining it.
No one in the group had been able to see her spiritual form, judging by their reactions to the ice floe. That could be a blessing or a curse, depending on circumstances. On the one hand, they wouldn't be able to stop her if she needed to get something done. On the other, they probably didn't have any kind of ability among them to fend off attacks from the incorporeal side of the line - which would be a rather large problem.
"If we can get him somewhere safe, I can tend to his wounds," she said, resting her off-hand on the saya of her katana. Best to keep it at the ready, for now.
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Okay. Both his teammates were okay; Rukia and Ryuho both. Akito/Agito wasn't, but they could tend to that.
He nodded to Rukia. "Okay, good. Let's get out of here fast, then, while we have the chance." He spared a brief glance back toward the eyes, and began to carefully move the injured teen away.
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"Where can we find medical supplies?" He knew field first aid, but hopefully someone else was better.
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He listened to the others, the distraction from the pain good for both him and his other. Akito needed to focus on something right now.
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The group made it to the nearest safe room with little incident, to the relief of everyone involved. Rukia's gigai was running on the spiritual equivalent of fumes; if she had to fight anything else, she was going to have to do it without the physical body.
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He nodded to Rukia. Good, someone on the team should have medical supplies at all times. He could carry some, of course, himself, and he did have some, but her having more was crucial in this situation. Once they were safe, he guide Agito to a sitting position.
He glanced up at Rukia, in particular. "Let me know how I can help; I've been trained in some emergency medical procedures, though most of it was meant to stem injuries until proper care..." He shook his head, then said, "Ryuho, you should probably stand guard, just in case."
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