9th Sweep [backdated to thursday]

Sep 19, 2010 01:09

[So Ryo's in a bit of trouble-yes, he's been affected by this horrible hallucinogenic gas, and he's definitely not in his right mind.

You'd like it if he were perving on inanimate objects, or dudes, right? But alas, there's little humor in this situation.

He's flashing back to some pretty unsavory moments in his life; he sees jungles and enemies, ( Read more... )

goddamn central america sucks, hallucinating, 13-year-old lacking mokkori, ffffffuck

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B hop_toit_udonge September 19 2010, 08:39:50 UTC
-The bullet actually does manage to make a small cut in her ear... You have picked the worst time to fuck with her, Ryo.-

... You've grown bolder.

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Re: B mokorilove September 19 2010, 09:02:40 UTC
[Heeeyheyhey, he can't help it. >:T

He sits in nearby brush behind her, eyes narrowed, as silent as death. Waiting. The man (or so she looks, in his mind) appears to be brandishing a military uniform. And at his 'age', he's not quite willing to help out any soldiers for any stupid government. >:P

At any rate, he's waiting and watching, seeing what she plans to do.]

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hop_toit_udonge September 19 2010, 19:04:51 UTC
You can come out, you know. I already know you're there.

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mokkori_love September 19 2010, 21:04:20 UTC
[Huh, he was good. The voice was free of an accent, so he doubted it was Herrara or Reckholder, and those were the only two soldiers he knew of thus far that could read the area so well.

He stood and sidestepped, gun aimed.]

Not bad.

Who are you, and why are you here?

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hop_toit_udonge September 20 2010, 00:00:36 UTC
Forgotten already? My my... how cold of you, dear...

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mokkorilove September 20 2010, 00:20:49 UTC
Forgotten? [He seems confused, arching a brow. But his aim doesn't waver.] I'm sorry, I don't remember the faces of every military dirtbag I see. Who do you work for?

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hop_toit_udonge September 20 2010, 05:13:47 UTC
I haven't worked for any military since long before even your ancestors existed, child.

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mokori_love September 20 2010, 06:09:32 UTC
Even if I knew who my ancestors are, I'd say that's a big lie. [The gun is still ready to shoot, madam sir.]

Are you one of Arguedas' men?

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hop_toit_udonge September 20 2010, 07:03:05 UTC
You had better start believing it. Because everything you are possibly thinking about me in this moment is without any doubt incorrect. And what the reality is could very well crush your tiny human mind.

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mokkorilove September 20 2010, 10:53:44 UTC
[...]

No really, are you an insurgent or a government lapdog?

You're about as nutty as the usual man-in-charge.

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hop_toit_udonge September 20 2010, 17:48:27 UTC
... I see. You're out of your mind, aren't you? Well I suppose I'll need to fix that...

-A hand begins to slowly moved to her satchel.-

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mokkori_love September 20 2010, 22:59:46 UTC
[He sees it as a very huge threat of course, and fires one round at the hand.]

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hop_toit_udonge September 21 2010, 02:14:33 UTC
-The bullet shatters a syringe. Which was a bad move on Ryo's part, as a noxious poison gas began to fill the air once the liquid inside was exposed to oxygen.-

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mokkorilove September 21 2010, 03:55:18 UTC
[Well, whoops. Ryo knows full-well how gases work-he's already been victim to them a few times back in the day, before he hit teenager status. He draws a handkerchief from his pocket and retreats backward, firing three bullets in her direction as he does so.]

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hop_toit_udonge September 21 2010, 06:36:34 UTC
-The bullets whip by, being barely grazed as Eirin charged forward with yet another syringe. With a quick movement, she tossed it towards Ryo.-

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mokori_love September 22 2010, 03:54:17 UTC
[Ryo sucks in a sharp breath, feeling the round body of the syringe skim across his side, almost hitting him with the needle. Giant needles?! Was he hallucinating from this strange toxin in the air?

He whips around a telephone pole and reloads swiftly, twirling and firing 1,2, 3 rounds.]

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