if you got guns, well, now's the time for sticking...
Day: 28
Characters: Watanuki Kimihiro [isthis_hitsuzen], Doumeki Shizuka [ghostrepellent], open to Daphne Millbrook [cagedbirdruns]
Summary: Doumeki heard that Watanuki has therapy and intends to respond in true Doumeki fashion. And true Doumeki fashion is to step right between Watanuki and whatever is threatening Watanuki. In this case, the threat is Daphne.
DAY/NIGHT & Time: night, immediately before Watanuki's therapy
Status: closed/incomplete
The moment he'd heard Chase on the intercom, he was on his feet, pushing the door open and slamming it shut behind himself. Daphne. She was the fast one, if he remembered correctly. And so, a moment after he left his room, he was running, running for Watanuki's room as fast as he could.
By the time he got there, pushed the door open, his breath was coming in little, labored pants, and his chest was heaving. His shoulders ached, but he pushed the door open without knocking, and slammed it shut behind himself. Turning his attention to Watanuki, he spoke in a quick, clipped voice, interspersed with gasps for breath.
"You won't...go. I won't...let them..." he paused to swallow hard, to catch his breath, a hand coming up to rub at the perspiration on his forehead, "...if she gets you...don't close your eyes...so I can see...where they take you...and I'll come after..."
He stood braced, his side to the door so he could push himself into it the moment it moved, the moment Daphne touched the door he could get himself between her and Watanuki. He would have to get hold of her, somehow, hold onto her, so she couldn't dart away from him, like Kohane's mother. It was all he could think of, for the moment.
Characters: Watanuki Kimihiro [isthis_hitsuzen], Doumeki Shizuka [ghostrepellent], open to Daphne Millbrook [cagedbirdruns]
Summary: Doumeki heard that Watanuki has therapy and intends to respond in true Doumeki fashion. And true Doumeki fashion is to step right between Watanuki and whatever is threatening Watanuki. In this case, the threat is Daphne.
DAY/NIGHT & Time: night, immediately before Watanuki's therapy
Status: closed/incomplete
The moment he'd heard Chase on the intercom, he was on his feet, pushing the door open and slamming it shut behind himself. Daphne. She was the fast one, if he remembered correctly. And so, a moment after he left his room, he was running, running for Watanuki's room as fast as he could.
By the time he got there, pushed the door open, his breath was coming in little, labored pants, and his chest was heaving. His shoulders ached, but he pushed the door open without knocking, and slammed it shut behind himself. Turning his attention to Watanuki, he spoke in a quick, clipped voice, interspersed with gasps for breath.
"You won't...go. I won't...let them..." he paused to swallow hard, to catch his breath, a hand coming up to rub at the perspiration on his forehead, "...if she gets you...don't close your eyes...so I can see...where they take you...and I'll come after..."
He stood braced, his side to the door so he could push himself into it the moment it moved, the moment Daphne touched the door he could get himself between her and Watanuki. He would have to get hold of her, somehow, hold onto her, so she couldn't dart away from him, like Kohane's mother. It was all he could think of, for the moment.