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Hide and seek (Closed/active)

May 22, 2009 02:50

Characters: Itsuki Koizumi, phantasms?
Setting: Tunnels
Time: Night 007
Summary: Koizumi should've stuck with the devils he knew, because these ones aren't looking so good. Where's Koizumi been these past 2 nights? Phantasm-napp'd!
Warnings:SO BACKLOGGED IT ISN'T EVEN FUNNY, experiments, phantasms, paranoia, etc.

( Count to 20 and then come find me )

!night 007, !squick, koizumi itsuki (melancholy of haruhi), #phantasms

Comments 7

dollsy_npcs May 23 2009, 06:50:26 UTC

There was no warning ( ... )

facetooclose May 23 2009, 22:49:25 UTC

Up until now, Koizumi wasn't sure what he regretted more; not bringing food, or not bringing a flashlight or a candle. But as someone- something?- reached out of the darkness and grabbed his shoulder, the desire for a light source definitely won out. He jumped and wrenched away from the grip, his hand immediately going for the knife in his pocket- as if that would really help, he couldn't use it properly even in daylight.
"Who's there?" he called, backing away from the apparent intruder. Why didn't they say anything? Why couldn't he hear them? It must be data entities, if they could sneak up on him like this, but why hadn't they made a move? Usually they would freeze the environment before they touched their prey. If he squinted he could make out silhouettes, slightly darker forms against the dark walls-

His back hit something and he nearly dropped the knife in his surprise. Something soft, almost, and something that was definitely not where the wall had been. So either he had found a turn, or... no, no, no. It had to be a turn in ( ... )

dollsy_npcs May 24 2009, 01:50:16 UTC

There was no answer, no sound at all. Even as he wrenched away from the grip, there was no noise of pain or irritation or even triumph. Onto vaguely human-shaped silhouettes, taller than any natural person should be.

The phantasms were nothing if not patient; they recognized the way he was moving, and let him back up, straight into the chest of the phantasm behind him. The one he had run into slipped its arms around Koizumi's waist, in what might have been an embrace if its grip wasn't mercilessly tight. All his hand would feel would be the soft, almost ethereal folds of the long white robes the phantasms wore.

Now that Koizumi's position was secured, the other two moved in to help lift and restrain him, one bending to take hold of his calves, while the other moved to seize his forearms.

facetooclose May 24 2009, 04:51:10 UTC

"Let me go!"

This wasn't over yet. His heart was racing and his head was spinning, jumping from one plan to the next and back again, but he was not going to give up this easily. He struggled against the phantasms' hold as best he could, but that wasn't much of a struggle. He hadn't slept much since he came down to the tunnels, and sleep deprivation coupled with hunger had made him weak. Still, he did his best to at least make their job difficult, kicking and slashing at their clothes and-

-and making no contact at all. But the hands holding him were real enough, or at least they felt it- was he hallucinating? Maybe, but he couldn't assume that and risk the danger- but he couldn't touch them, so what could he do?

dollsy_npcs May 24 2009, 05:03:50 UTC

There was no response at all ( ... )