Muraki 9

Apr 02, 2011 19:45

Who: Muraki and YOU!
Where: Anywhere and everywhere
Style: Third preferred, but I'll match you
Status: Open!
WARNINGS: Violence, mindfucking, probable talk of molestation

This is not a dream, my friend and it will never end! This one is the nightmare that goes on! )

omi tsukiyono (mamoru), aya fujimiya (ran), belphegor, kazutaka muraki, nakago, harry potter

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redabyssinian April 3 2011, 02:05:04 UTC
Nectar was quiet this time of day, something Aya could be grateful for since it meant a chance to lock things down. Something he wanted to do sooner rather than later. He'd seen that post on his Dreamberry and had recognized Muraki even with just a glimpse of him. Now, he wanted to see if they could find him and he knew how strongly Omi felt about this.

"We'll close early. Can you lock the door?"

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1blackcat April 7 2011, 01:35:48 UTC
No, it really wasn't the time for it. Muraki may have been behind Aya, but he was in front of Omi. Omi saw perfectly well the danger threatening his teammate.

"Watch out!"

On pure instinct, Omi grabbed Aya's arm and yanked him towards the floor on his left. He used the force of the pull to heft himself towards Muraki in Aya's place, making a grab for the handles of the shears with both hands.

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playsdoctor April 7 2011, 02:16:46 UTC
He wasn't going to do more than cut off a small piece for a souvenir, but Omi's intervention spared Aya even that much hair loss. Muraki glared and quickly thought of something else to do.

Once Omi reaches for the shears, Muraki jerked them up towards his forearm. Drawing blood would let him take a little energy and hopefully leave without ending up in much worse shape than he'd arrived in.

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redabyssinian April 7 2011, 03:01:49 UTC
Aya's eyes widened when he felt Omi pulling him down. He wasn't prepared for it and his knee hit the ground. It was the only thing that kept him for going down all the way. Wincing, he turned around in time to see what was happening but he knew he couldn't pull him away in time.

"Look out!"

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1blackcat April 7 2011, 03:34:30 UTC
The shears found their mark. Omi hissed as he grabbed hold of the handles over Muraki's grip in spite of the injury, then pulled himself in to lock his entire arm around Muraki's forearm while blood dripped from his own. The less Muraki was able to move his weaponed hand the better. He couldn't allow him to keep control of it.

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playsdoctor April 7 2011, 03:50:17 UTC
Rather than fight against Omi any further, Muraki used the injury to give himself a little more energy. Omi might feel a little tired after this, but not horribly so.

"Farewell, flower boys."

And with that, he vanished.

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