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[ornithophobia]

Characters:lavenderglasses, ornithophobia [closed for now]
Location: In nightmares, etc.  Er, I mean outside.
Rating: F for FRIGHTFUL? Gosh, I don't know. It's fear gas.
Time: August 4th.  In the dark of the night (evil will find her!)
Description: In light of all the stimulating -- and very un-private'd -- talk about him on the network, Scarecrow isn't going to drop the ball

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[lavenderglasses]

In some circumstances, "courageous" or "foolhardy" weren't even the most appropriate terms that could be used. In Saralegui's case, it was more like "unfortunate".

Paranoid a person as he was, the blond king generally would not have been so stupid as to wander around alone after dark when when the was a criminal on the loose. That was just asking for trouble, after all. But when his weapon had wanted to do just that in order to look for his friend that had disappeared, Sara had followed, half because of some sense of responsibility and half because it would really be troublesome for him if his partner were incapacitated by some madman.

Of course, Kanon insisted on splitting up to cover more ground, despite how that defeated the purpose of going together, and when Sara had refused, the younger weapon had run off ahead, leaving the meister on his own.

Last time I ever do anything nice for him, Sara mused, irritated. It certainly didn't help that they'd only become separated once they were halfway across the city, and he certainly

[ornithophobia]

Then consider Crane lucky at someone else's expense, though that seemed to be the general trend.

Though it had been strange at first -- like wearing somebody else's skin -- the past few days had given him time to grow accustomed to this whole business of stalking about, going about his work in this more hands-on fashion. Before everything had been done by proxy: generally with some dim hired muscle or through some other channel. It was only his need for test subjects that outweighed the faint discomfort he'd felt simply being out of his element and doing things himself. And now

[lavenderglasses]

Sara did jump at the sudden voice, and immediately scowled at his own show of weakness. Still, he plastered on a smile as he turned to face whoever it was -- surely Yuuri, with a childish attitude like that, or perhaps Kanon had actually found himself a sense of humor...

He only found himself looking up at a mask, though, unfamiliar and decidedly creepy. And immediately his mind jumped to the attacks and the warnings, and internally the king cursed whatever deities this world had, because they obviously enjoyed irony far too much.

After a moment, Sara hastily smoothed away his own surprised expression, replacing it with the earlier smile -- doing so generally took people off guard -- and then quickly pressed his hands to the taller man's chest and shoved, pushing away even as he turned to sprint in the opposite direction.

No one could ever claim that he was foolish, after all, and without a weapon or his guard or his eyes, this wasn't a fight he could face head on and win.

[ornithophobia]

It suddenly occurred to him just how inexperienced he was at this sort of thing when he was almost surprised that the man(?) took off running like that -- of course he knew that the city had been making some paltry effort to warn its citizens about him, but even so, up until now no one had had the common sense to run. That, or everyone before had seriously underestimated him. For convenience's sake, he almost preferred it that way