{ooc: This post follows immediately on the heels of
this one; No, 202 has no idea what's become of her sister. She was a little busy being thrown off of a roof at the time and missed all of that.[The feed clicks on halfway through a bouncing spin, having already hit the earth hard enough to knock it open and set it in motion once more. It
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Now, every shadow heartless in the area under her control is bounding down from their perches on the building, intent on taking her heart as well.]
Oh-Two, when you think about it, we have no use for hearts. [It's definitely her sister's voice coming from the Dancer, but nothing else about her is the same. All that sweetness and care is long gone.] Give yours up and this will be significantly less painful for you...
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Still clutching at her stomach, she can feel the wound knitting shut, but it's painful to the point of distraction and nowhere near finished yet. As bad as she wants to head straight for this new Nobody, she knows she can't yet. Not unless she wants to wind up in the same boat. She backs up against a wall, okay right now with sacrificing maneuverability for security while she stalls.]
Don't be absurd. Of course I have a use for my heart. I'm using it.
[She extends the hand not holding her entrails in place and extends it into a cruel-looking, oversized paw with which she casually backhands one of the smaller shadows when it enters her range. Brave little things, aren't they... And numerous. Without any other options looking good right now, 202 ducks into the alley at the buildings edge, and runs.]
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[The swarm follows after 02, 01 not far behind as she leaps and bounds over the building tops and keeping the injured experiment in sight.] Why are you running?
It doesn't hurt so bad, I promise.
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I have a hole in my body big enough for a cat to walk through, and you think it's the pain that concerns me? You--
[Her next sentence is cut short when she trips over one of the smaller shadows clamoring at her feet, and though she tries to salvage it by dropping into a roll, it's still a hard fall. Throwing her free hand out to try and catch herself, she somehow manages to fall directly on one of the creatures and, at the feel of it there in her grasp, slams it deliberately into the ground as she collapses there herself.
The ensuing appearance of brightly-glowing orbs that appear in the shadow's stead surprise her almost as much as the effect they have on her-- Two of the things were caught directly in her palm and immediately absorbed, leaving a soothing warmth to spread over her body. Warmth and renewed vigor. 202 ( ... )
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Hands full? Looks like it.
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Nonsense! Just the one hand's full, and it'll be done soon enough. Though if you're looking for your own chance at me, I might need to ask you to take a number...
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Poor baby. Too bad you don't have a strong man to take the brunt for you- the only piece I'm looking for wouldn't be a chunk of your flesh.
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Unless you're into that.
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[No, seriously. Anticipate questioning. Because NEW STUFF ooh.
Her brows crease into a textbook 'are you serious?' face at his remark about needing a man and so forth, and she pulls her hand away to show a hole gaping in her lower torso that even Greed's hand could fit through.]
I can't imagine any man out there taking it better than I can, but thanks for the vote of confidence-- If you decide you would like that chunk of flesh, I think that one's still up on the roof somewhere.
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Sounds like...false leads! [ Voice strains again as he smack a couple of oncoming Hearltess back with a swipe of his mag-rod. ] Don't..get yourself beat up, now..I was hopin--Yagh! [ There's a thud as he's thrown to the ground with an odd yelp, but no worries, he's on his feet again with some triumphant snark. ]
Hopin' it'd..take more'n that, now.~
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It'll take a lot more than that; I'm fine, sir, it's not a large hole.
Besides, it's not me I'm worried about. You're the one who sounds like he's--[A brief hiss of pain here with no explanation offered--They're small, these things, but so persistent...!]--being used for a basketball out there. I hope your investigations are at least proving more successful than mine have thus far...
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Hole, huh? That kinda..sucks, not gonna lieeeeeholyshit! What was... [ Voice strains as he ducks, missing a swooping Heartless. Watches it fly overhead and start to circle before his attention snapped back to the door he was going for. No, no he did not want to fight that. ] Just ringin'..the doorbell. Waitin' for an answer.~
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Waiting on whom? Are you sure you're all right? I'd take it as a personal favour if you remained more or less intact, you know...
[Okay, now she'll let herself sound a little concerned. Handling himself or not, that didn't sound super-reassuring.]
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