ⱯןןƎIUⱯP ❧ [03] Final
Who: Daniella, Naoto Shirogane, Elena Fisher, Aya Fujimiya
Where: Somewhere ominous and scary in Somni City
Style: First for speed!
Status: Closed
Warnings: Murder and Gore
( Another night, another time for stalking. )
Where: Somewhere ominous and scary in Somni City
Style: First for speed!
Status: Closed
Warnings: Murder and Gore
( Another night, another time for stalking. )
[He'd rather get teased for being completely paranoid than he would let Aya run off by herself, even if it is only because she forgot the eggs and she'll be back in five minutes. Danger is danger and if girls aren't supposed to be out alone right now, they aren't supposed to be out alone, end of story: it makes no difference if it's for five minutes or five hours. It's not like they haven't taken advantage of brief windows or schedule slips before now, is it? Five minutes, Ken knows damn well, is quite long enough to get unlucky in.
[The only thing that holds him up is trying to find someplace to stick the groceries so people aren't either tripping over them or helping themselves, because there's no way he's running anywhere carrying this lot. Ken settles on stuffing them incompletely into a bush and hoping there's nothing too gross in there before hurrying after Aya - breaking into a run at the sound of a woman's scream.
[It sounded horribly like she had been screaming his name.
[Yes, five minutes was more than enough time to get in deep.
[He stops short. So suddenly he damn near falls over. For a moment that's all he can do - stop and stare, and he's not even slightly out of breath but the breath's catching in his throat anyway, unable for a moment to process what he's even looking at. A woman dressed like some kind of maid, her clothing covered in blood, bending over Aya holding a fire poker and he doesn't know what he's looking at except something's gone desperately, terrifyingly wrong and he shouldn't be seeing it at all. Tell yourself again you were just being paranoid, Hidaka. Go on.]
Aya!
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While Daniella had planned on thrusting the weapon further into the young girl's body, enough to impale her completely while the life slowly left her, Ken's voice had ripped the maid's attention from the female in front of her to him.
Confusion very briefly flickers over her lovely, but terrifying face before that grin returns.]
Hahaha... [With a quick pull of her arm, Aya is freed from the poker holding her up, likely leaving the girl with no standing support at all.]
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Her hands shift to cover the bleeding wound.]
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[It feels like a prayer, it probably is a prayer. Five minutes. Five bloody minutes and a box of eggs - that was really all it took.
[But he's not thinking of that any more, he's not thinking anything but get away from Aya!-- there's a madwoman before him with a poker in his hand, there's a girl he once loved and still cares for so much it hurts bleeding out at his feet and with nothing else to hold onto, with the whole situation spiunning crazily lout of control, Ken's running purely on instinct. Just as a paramedic might think to drop to his knees and press his hands over Aya's wound, so Ken thinks of fighting.]
Get away from her!
[Make a noise. Make as much noise as possible--
[It's all the warming he gives. Furious, terrified for his friend, Ken lunges forward and snatching for the bloodied business end of the poker. Grasping it firmly with both hands (blood on his palms, blood on his shoes--) he yanks forcefully at it, thinking only to pull the madwoman off-balance and if he gets the weapon off her at the same time so much the better. Let go, you mad bitch, get away from her-- he aims a kick at knee or thigh or side, not caring what he hits as long as he hits something, struggling with Daniella for the poker.]
Help! For God's sake, somebody, help!
[He sounds frantic enough there's no doubt he means every word.]
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But even in the brief struggle, the eerie giggling spilling from her mouth doesn't stop. No, there isn't even the slightest of pauses, even as she steadies herself and attempts to wrench the poker back from the young man. In fact, if anything, the laughter only intensifies to an entirely new level.
Until, time seems to freeze.
Daniella's gaze has drifted to a nearby window and it seems frozen there, stuck and still as if her power switch had been flipped into 'off' position.
So the maid stands there without movement. Make your attempt to escape now, kids. This won't last long.]
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[Ken's seen this before. He wishes he hadn't and it doesn't make it any easier to come face-to-face with here and now - what the Hell did you do to her, you mad bitch?! - but he's seen this before, and the mad laughter and the broken look ion her eyes, and the way she stumbles but doesn't so much as wince, and just like that the entire situation's become... not familiar, not manageable, that wouldn't so much be an exaggeration as a flat-out lie. It's just in context now, and at least he has some idea how to react.
[It might be a mission. Aya might be any of them - Omi, say, or her brother. There's blood on his hands, blood on his clothes, he's furious and he's terrified and he's staring right at her and it's good, it's good that she's after him because at least that means he's not hurting Aya any more--
[Except then she stops, and that's somehow more frightening than anything that's happened so far.
[She just stops. Her eyes fixed on something Ken can't see, her entire body frozen into position, she simply stops. Like the battery's run out, like the power's been cut-- but that's had him stopping and staring as well and Ken sure as Hell isn't going to think about it any more. She's stopped moving and he isn't going to stand here gawping until she decides that she's bored with whatever bit of lint or sparkly thing's got her so distracted. He backs off, slowly at first; slow and quiet as her dares, he stoops to pick up Aya, never once taking his eyes off the maid. Stay, he's thinking. Just a little longer, okay? Stay. Please, stay...
[He's got Aya in his arms now, pulling her tight against his chest and he's trying not to think about how still she is, or about the blood. Ken just hefts Aya in his arms and, as slow and careful as he dares, gets to his feet and backs away, gaze still fixed on Daniella.
[She still hasn't moved. Ken isn't going to push his luck any further.
[Aya in his arms, he bolts.]
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Then nothing else.]
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