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Post by Kagamine Rose on Sept 6, 2011 22:23:32 GMT -5
Neru sighed. "I know exactly where they were headed. You know that weird movie like theator thing. Also Ryu well it is shocking she got herself captured but don't lose hope. Once we get there we will see her condition. ,"the blonde said.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`` But even if her arms would get free there was still her wrists and feet and legs. They made sure she couldn't leave. But Ryu did wriggle and get her fore arms out. Now for her wrists. She wondered what would happen. She was scared.
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Post by lyme on Sept 6, 2011 22:28:20 GMT -5
Taito stared blankly. So did Lyme. Taito wondered how Neru could read his mind and Lyme wondered how Neru knew Ryu was when she only saw her van leave off with her. She vowed to go back to reread. Maybe she missed something somewhere. But then she thought better of it and realized that the story would go nowhere if they didn't know Ryu was.
"Sorry, though, Akita-san." Taito scratched the back of his head. Despite living in Tokyo so long, he couldn't remember any weird movie theaters. He knew a few that were pretty normal and one abandoned one.
"Eh...which one?"
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Post by dzetsu on Sept 6, 2011 23:56:53 GMT -5
Iroha sat up.
"Whoa," she exclaimed. "I've been snoozing this entire time?"
She looked around, slightly confused and dazed. Sitting up too quickly had also caused slight vertigo. Urgh.
Neru and Taito were sitting down, looking paler than they normally did, both being recluses. The solemn looks on their faces should have also been a hint to Iroha that something serious had happened. But she was an idiot.
"I'm hungry," Iroha said, her stomach growling as if proving her point. "Let's eat something."
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Post by ai-shi-te on Sept 7, 2011 1:18:27 GMT -5
"Hidokunai yo." Sanae just watched the man's expression, keeping his eyes away from hers. She ignored the wiggling Ryu. "Hi-hidokunai."
She merely just stared down at him before snickering and slapped him again. "Uso deshou?" She chuckled and looking around, seeing a lump on the ground. "You really are terrible..." She grabbed Hiyama's face and made him stare her in the eyes, her hard expression going straight into him. She would go and help Ryosuke...but if she let go of this man... "...I don't like it when you hurt my friends...." Her eyes welled. ...there was no telling what Hiyama would and could do to stop her. "...you don't know anything about how it feels to be worthless..." You're worthless to me now... "...it's samishii..." I'm disowning you.
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Post by Chloe on Sept 7, 2011 17:35:48 GMT -5
Haku's drunk was had faded. She then realized it was the same building she was at earlier. Haku smirked, then sighed. Today was the day, she would die. A tear crawled down her face.
Haku wiped it off of her cheek and touched the building. The glass was smooth, her hand rapidly heated it. Haku shed another tear. The salty liquid refreshing her skin. She wept, life was not worth living without someone.
Haku fell back into the dumpster. Some kind of mush broke her fall. She face-palmed and wept. What had went wrong? What made her like this?
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Post by dzetsu on Sept 7, 2011 23:47:57 GMT -5
Sanae's cold stare bore into the back of Hiyama's head. His mind swam, his thoughts were made unclear. Her eyes, her hard, cold eyes, seemed to be staring directly into Hiyama's brain and pulling out his deepest, darkest secrets. He felt naked with no where to hide.
Hiyama shivered and his cheek throbbed painfully. "U-uso janai."
Sanae continued to glare at him, her facial expressions distorted with her fury. Hiyama met her gaze for a few seconds. Her expression, hard as crabapples, suddenly softened. Tears fell from her cheeks, dotting Hiyama's own.
"I don't like it when you hurt my friends... You don't know anything about how it feels to be worthless... It's lonely..."
Sanae's body shook with sobs, and from the cold, unforgiving madwoman, she became a little girl, overwhelmed with stress and grief.
Hiyama pushed Sanae off of his torso and managed to sit up. He held her shoulder's gently and tried to look at her eyes, but her eyes were closed and her face was wrinkled up as her nose ran and her tears rushed down her face.
"Tell me," Hiyama whispered softly. "Tell me, what's wrong?"
Ryosuke knuckled at his nose, which had begun to run. Tears of pain slid from his eyes. It took Ryosuke ever ounce of will in his body not to rub them.
(This is completely random, but I learned this in Biology: When you cry, your tear ducts drain into your nasal cavity, which is why your nose will run. Even if your eyes are just watering from pain, you'll notice your nose will start dripping too.)
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Post by ai-shi-te on Sept 8, 2011 0:27:49 GMT -5
(EH??>? Sou desu ka?? No wonder...I don't like that....because....when you cry in front of people...it gets disgusting when you need to blow your nose....)
"Tell me, what's wrong?"
Sniffing and tearing, Sanae looked at Hiyama, her eyes dilating and contracting to the lights from the movie. Her fingers twitched before grabbing her head as she screamed and screeched. She was supposed to be having fun! She was supposed to be innocent! She was supposed to be worth something, anything, especially as a friend! She screamed and kicked and messed with her hair, her bow coming undone.
Instead, she kidnapped someone, she tied them up, she tried to kill someone, she had the urge to kill someone, Ryosuke got hurt! Everything was wrong, everything! I want my mommy and daddy... Sanae inhaled in deeply before exhaling with a sigh, slowing down. "...you hurt Ryosuke...." Sanae stared down, tears dripping off her face and nose running, but she didn't care. "...you hurt Ryosuke! Make him feel better!" Sanae became irritated again and began to fuss again, kicking and screaming. "Make him feel better! Make him feel better! Make him feel better!"
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Post by lyme on Sept 9, 2011 23:39:47 GMT -5
Taito waited for Neru to finish formulating her thoughts. It was more than obvious that she had not known which theater he was asking for. Maybe some time of silence would help.
He ignored Iroha's awakening and didn't answer her question for food. Screw Iroha. She always leeched food off anyways. If she didn't learn to cook soon, she'd die. So there.
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Post by dzetsu on Sept 11, 2011 22:02:38 GMT -5
((I'll update later. I'm having a slight bit of writer's block. orz))
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Post by ai-shi-te on Sept 11, 2011 22:20:50 GMT -5
(I know...I've lost my mind...)
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Post by Chloe on Sept 12, 2011 20:35:36 GMT -5
Haku continued crying in a dumpster.
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Post by lyme on Sept 13, 2011 22:52:51 GMT -5
Daniel, who should have had nothing to do with the story, walked by the dumpster and noticed Haku. Lyme was too tempted to drag in her bias and made him walk over to the crying woman and place his hand warmly on her shoulder.
"Hey..what's wrong..?"
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Post by Chloe on Sept 13, 2011 23:24:06 GMT -5
"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME! RAPE!!!" Haku screamed. She ran out of the dumpster and back to the bar. Haku caught her breath and sat down. "Two appletinis please!" she said. (LAWLZ I WAS roflmfao doing that))
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Post by lyme on Sept 13, 2011 23:53:27 GMT -5
(LAWL)
Shock. That was exactly what Daniel was feeling. Pure shock. But of course, he recovered quickly and continued on his merry way. He had an adorable cat named Moka-chan to feed.
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Post by dzetsu on Sept 15, 2011 16:50:35 GMT -5
Ryosuke blinked a few tears out of his eyes. The pain was beginning to subside. He could hear Sanae's voice, shrill with anger and desperateness, repeating a phrase over and over again.
"Make him better! Make him better!"
The young man wondered how his teacher would do that. He needed some water at the moment, preferably some nice running water to rub the substance out of his eyes.
Hiyama rolled to the side, hoping to hurry and get out of the way of Sanae's attacks. She kicked and shrieked, but he managed to pull himself out of the way.
He glanced around, hoping to find some water. Hiyama noticed a hot water heater. Uh... No. That would hurt. A lot.
Where did they get water? From the bathroom? No way, the water pipes had long been shut off. Did they buy bottles from stores?
Hiyama hurriedly dug through the pile of dresses where they were strewn across the red theater seats. He tossed them carelessly to the floor. Nothing but ribbons, shoes, and more dresses.
Ryosuke let out a shuddery breath, but didn't move from his spot. Tears were still running down his cheeks and his eyes were still squeezed shut.
The teacher frowned. The dim light from the projector was starting to give him a headache. Ducking and diving while hunting around wasn't really helping either, and he was starting to develop a bit of vertigo.
"Sanae-san," he finally asked, deciding that running around like a hoodlum wasn't going to work very well. "Do you have any water?"
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