WHO: Zhi, thugs and AN HERO Moon
WHEN: Monday evening (21st September)
WHERE: Heritage Park
WHAT: Zhi learns the hard way that the park is not a place to visit at night.
RATING: B for blood, broken bones and cigarettes being shoved into cuts. Yeah.
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GILBO'S PARK IS A DANGEROUS PLACE. )
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He'd been out here for a while, so the darkness wasn't a big issue for him. He saw the shorter boy, and narrowed his eyes.
" 'S not nice bumping into people, kid." he said, with a rather threatening tone. His two buddies chuckled, looking at Zhi. One of them threw his cigarette away, stomping on it, and breathed against his face.
" We don't take lightly on rude kids." he said, smirking.
" Yeah.... Rude kids need to be disciplined." the one Zhi had bumped into, said, giving his chest a hard shove.
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Slowly, he pulled himself to his feet, grazing his palms in the process, and stood up again, holding a hand to the now-bleeding arm he landed on.
"Look, it was an accident," he managed, trying to keep the fear out of his voice. He raised his arms cautiously, partially in self-defense in case of another blow, but really, what use was it when he couldn't see anything?
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" Talking back too, huh?" he got a good grip on Zhi's collar, lifting him up easily by it.
" I don't like kids who talk back." he said, before giving him a hard punch, straight in the gut.
His two pals laughed. " Yeah, give the kid what he deserves." they cheered.
" First you come in where you're not supposed to be...." he said, smacking him in the face. " Then have the nerve to bump into me.... And now you talk back. Rude kid.." he muttered.
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His eyes caught sight of a dark shape, presumably the man's arm, pulling back, and he managed to raise his own to shield his face, deflecting the blow to his head. "L-let me go," he choked. "I just want to pass through here."
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" Where do you live, kid?" he then asked. He'd need to know to get him home safely the next day.
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"The Charleston, apartment 4B," Zhi responded, without turning back to the man. Already he was trying to get to sleep, but the pain all over his body was making that rather difficult despite his valiant attempts to ignore it.
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That was the apartment number of...... No way. There was a vague memory of what had happened over a week ago. He'd been at the Charleston, getting Yao home. And he'd gotten a slight glimpse of the apartment number by the door.
" 4B...." he looked at Zhi, thinking for a second.
" You.... know Yao?" he suddenly asked. Didn't hurt asking, right?
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"He's my older brother." Zhi looked up at him, curiosity in his big moe eyes. Through his fatigue something was ringing a bell in his mind, but all he could figure out was that it had something to do with 'Mongolian' and the oddly familiar appearance of the man. "Do you know him?"
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