Dream ▶ 002
[ooc: Pff Too late for bugler Santa, if you wanna read it here.]
- thought
"Tch. They're still chasing me."
Running through the streets of Edo's slums, she aimed for the main street. She could probably get a better cover in group of people. They might be Yakuzas, but they weren't stupid enough to commit mass murder for her sake.
And when was about to round the corners -
"WATCH OUT!!"
After the shout, she felt a heavy impact on her side. Great. She was run over. Just great. Thank you god. I love you too. She was still conscious but the impact made her fall over.
The scooter halted to a stop.
"AAAHHHHHHH!! I RAN HER OVER!!" - A man's voice.
"WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT THIS?! IT'S BECAUSE YOU WEREN'T PAYING ATTENTION..." - Another guy's voice. A little bit higher pitched than the other one. Probably wears glasses.
"Stop panicking! Just relax and go find a time machine." She heard something metal rattling. Are you an idiot aru?
"You calm down!" Well said, High Pitch.
The problem was she was still on the ground, in fetal position so they'd better get her away from here before her ex-friends show up. The older of the two seemed to have calmed down and the two was approaching her. "It's okay, dude. According to Omezame TV show's fortune teller, I have great luck this week. She's probably miraculously unhurt." If that was the case, I wouldn't be having this problem. "Hey young lady - "
A hand flipped her to her right and the blood from her previous wound spread on the ground. She wanted to move, but she was too tired out from running in the sunlight. Damn.
"OMMEEEZAMMEEEE TELEVISION!!" Before she knew it, she was tied around the other guy's back and was riding away on their scooter. "I'm never going to watch that garbage again! But that weather reporter is so cute!"
Someone give this guy a good punch aru
"Hey, how's she doing?"
"She's not moving an inch." Well, you wouldn't except someone who just got ran over to run a marathon.
"We need to get her to a doctor quick." ... At least they were trying to help. She guessed they weren't such a bad people.
Beside the scooter, a car was catching up. ... Trouble. As if on cue, the High Pitch gave out a horrified 'Wait- what the!?".
Then a gunshot.
Well, she couldn't let these people just be shot can she? So she opened her umbrella promptly. The bullet rolled off as if it was a piece of dirt. She closed it fire five shots to the car's wind shield. They all hit they're target.
Kagura blew the smoke coming out from the end of umbrella with an exasperation. Too easy.
*Kagura grins and rolls over in the small closet.*
Heh heh...
- thought
"Tch. They're still chasing me."
Running through the streets of Edo's slums, she aimed for the main street. She could probably get a better cover in group of people. They might be Yakuzas, but they weren't stupid enough to commit mass murder for her sake.
And when was about to round the corners -
"WATCH OUT!!"
After the shout, she felt a heavy impact on her side. Great. She was run over. Just great. Thank you god. I love you too. She was still conscious but the impact made her fall over.
The scooter halted to a stop.
"AAAHHHHHHH!! I RAN HER OVER!!" - A man's voice.
"WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT THIS?! IT'S BECAUSE YOU WEREN'T PAYING ATTENTION..." - Another guy's voice. A little bit higher pitched than the other one. Probably wears glasses.
"Stop panicking! Just relax and go find a time machine." She heard something metal rattling. Are you an idiot aru?
"You calm down!" Well said, High Pitch.
The problem was she was still on the ground, in fetal position so they'd better get her away from here before her ex-friends show up. The older of the two seemed to have calmed down and the two was approaching her. "It's okay, dude. According to Omezame TV show's fortune teller, I have great luck this week. She's probably miraculously unhurt." If that was the case, I wouldn't be having this problem. "Hey young lady - "
A hand flipped her to her right and the blood from her previous wound spread on the ground. She wanted to move, but she was too tired out from running in the sunlight. Damn.
"OMMEEEZAMMEEEE TELEVISION!!" Before she knew it, she was tied around the other guy's back and was riding away on their scooter. "I'm never going to watch that garbage again! But that weather reporter is so cute!"
Someone give this guy a good punch aru
"Hey, how's she doing?"
"She's not moving an inch." Well, you wouldn't except someone who just got ran over to run a marathon.
"We need to get her to a doctor quick." ... At least they were trying to help. She guessed they weren't such a bad people.
Beside the scooter, a car was catching up. ... Trouble. As if on cue, the High Pitch gave out a horrified 'Wait- what the!?".
Then a gunshot.
Well, she couldn't let these people just be shot can she? So she opened her umbrella promptly. The bullet rolled off as if it was a piece of dirt. She closed it fire five shots to the car's wind shield. They all hit they're target.
Kagura blew the smoke coming out from the end of umbrella with an exasperation. Too easy.
*Kagura grins and rolls over in the small closet.*
Heh heh...