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Post by Ichijouji Yuu on Aug 25, 2011 21:44:20 GMT -5
Yuu sat on the ground, very singed and staring up at the ferris wheel. A little girl was poking at his shoulder, asking loudly if he was okay again and again and rather rapidly. Her mother was rushing up to them and would take her away any moment now. They had lost track of each other for about the same reason Yuu was quite singed and shocked.
When the scream "BOMB!!" had occurred, not everyone had quite gotten it at first. The sudden scream caused confusion and curiosity at first before it caused panic and worry. When his bag started on fire he was thrown into complete panic. He cannot quite remember exactly what happened at this point. He knew it involved a lot of flailing and a few unmanly shouts, some panicked slapping and stomping. His bag was completely ruined, and his bird was peeping loudly.
"Yuu! Yuu! Yuu!" the fearful cheeps piped out from his arms. His eyes slid down to stare at her, noting the singed feathers. They both had black spots. Also his duffel bag was ruined. Well maybe a few patches could still make it useable.
He had to get up. He was going to get trampled from the quickly moving crowd. What did he need to do. He need to regain his brain. He stood up, hugging Pinamon to his chest. She peeped comfortingly as he moved, seeming to relax a lot. The kid was gone. He had Pinamon in one arm and a burnt and ruined duffel bag in the other hanging at his side. He slung it over his shoulder again, looking ridiculous with burn marks everywhere but not caring at the moment.
Kotone's digimon went flying. He looked up toward the ferris wheel, eyes widening. Up to there. He could not see where he had gone exactly, but he knew he had gone in that direction. He started pushing through the crowd very quickly.
When you're burnt and dirty people tend to not so much want to touch you, so this was not as hard as it could have been.
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Post by Ichijouji Kotone on Sept 1, 2011 18:24:25 GMT -5
"Please step away from the briefcase, Miss Ichijouji. Compliance in this situation would be.. ideal."
Kotone shot Jenner a hateful glance as he tried to speak to her, snarling in his direction. "I don't believe I give much of a shit about satisfying what you think is 'ideal', you stalker." she hissed at him. Not once had she expected stalking to reach such a length. Yeah maybe pretty pictures of her or her address written somewhere but THIS? Pictures of herself listed with a bunch of surveillance photos and personal information. This hardly looked harmless, and she wasn't about to let him off the hook so easily. When he said she could keep it that only seemed to agitate her further, "I think I will! And I think I'll show the police this sick shit that you've been up to!"
Kotone knew that being gorgeous and famous came with a few downsides but she never figured it would reach this extent. Now she was freaking stuck with him nearly three-hundred feet in the air. He seemed to know almost everything he would need to about her. This wasn't good, and her uneasiness was growing by the second as she watched the fear and hate leave his expression into a relieved one. That wouldn't do... Kotone aimed her small perfume vial at him from where she stood, scowling at the man. "Come any closer and I'll BLIND you!"
Speaking of blind, Bombmon somehow miraculously shifted his path so that he was now flying right towards Kotone and Jenner's car like a sputtering firework. As soon as his small body collided with the glass covering and then broke through the opened windows. "BOMB...BOMB...!" the digimon shrieked in confusion before his fuse went out and fell to the ground, looking more stunned than anything.
Kotone's jaw dropped to hear a familiar voice come from the small body. She didn't know how or why... but she somehow knew that this was her digimon partner! "Missimon?!" she gasped as she knelt down to collect the little bomb in her hands, not even realizing that she was essentially holding a dangerous weapon to her. "What happened to you why are you so small now?!"
Of course she was overwhelmed with joy to see that he had come for her after that whole fight and denying him... so much so she had let her guard down for the time being. In her hands Bombmon began to glow and finally reverted back into his Missimon form now that he had been reunited with his human partner.
"Ughhh.."
He groaned and slowly found himself in Kotone's hands, little lenses widening in surprise that she seemed so happy to see him. "Miss Ichijouji...?" he choked out in confusion to see her smiling like she was. Poor Missimon was still too stunned to even realize what the hell just happened to notice that she was in need of rescuing. In fact - it seemed that Kotone seemed to have forgotten this herself.
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Post by Emerson Jenner on Sept 2, 2011 21:00:44 GMT -5
"I think I will! And I think I'll show the police this sick shit that you've been up to!"[/sub][/sup] Well, shit. He was stuck--she had a glass of chemicals pointed straight at his face, she was threatening to go to the police, and he could to nothing about it. This capable brat was clearly going to have the law eat him alive. What was going to happen to him? Oh, he could just imagine it, using his single jail call to contact Oz. Oh hi Ozzie, well, I'm in jail for something I didn't do and my bail's pretty high, so can you just phone your dad and have him pay? Thanks, and I'll buy you some ice cream or something later. Yeah, that would solve everything.
Then it hit him like a punch in the gut. AGAIN! He was going to be charged with a crime he hadn't committed.. again. That was not acceptable, it wasn't possible. No one was that unlucky! Jenner wasn't despaired now, he was angry. This girl had deprived him of drink, she'd assaulted him, she'd taken his briefcase, and now she wanted to take it to the police. He gripped the small vial of serum tightly, his mouth a thin line of anger. Not happening, missy. Not again.
And then Bombmon broke into the car and fell to the floor, drained of all strength. Jenner froze for a moment, shocked at both the loyalty and strength of the small digimon, but then he rejoiced. Bombmon was being a distraction! He inched over and grabbed his briefcase, as quietly as possible pulling out his emergency syringe and filling it with the memory serum. He'd have to be quick, have to be careful, a jab in the wrong place wouldn't work, or would kill her, or... just...... be careful.
He moved forward, all of this having taken but a few moments (hopefully Kotone would still be occupied with Missimon). He was close now, as close as he was going to be able to get without alerting Kotone, who was thankfully cradling her missile of a partner now.. he swallowed nervously, the sound masked by the creaking of the car and the sounds from below, now more prominent because the window had been broken. Jenner realized that he'd been lucky not to get cut on the glass.
Please, please, please don't miss, he begged himself, steeling his muscles for the lunge he'd have to make. Where should he stick the needle--her neck? Her arm? No, she had Missimon in her arms, the little digimon might notice something. But her neck? What if he cut something important, what if the needle moved while embedded in her skin and something ruptured--he didn't allow himself to think about that, he just moved, aiming the syringe of memory serum for Kotone's neck despite all the things that could go wrong. Hell, he didn't even know what the stuff did, for sure. Hopefully he'd be finding out.
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Post by Ichijouji Yuu on Sept 5, 2011 5:27:45 GMT -5
There was glass on the ground.
Yuu's eyes were wide, staring at the shards that scattered along the ground. There was not a lot, as the digimon had flown into the car, but some had burst outward during the bomb's entrance. Today was not a fun day.
He let out a short, high-pitched, breathy sound and raised his gaze. He could hear the men who were operating the ferris wheel speaking. One of them quickly became angry as he stepped out further past Yuu and looked up with the boy. It was one of the higher carts.
"Dammit!" he could hear the man speak through clenched teeth before going back to his coworker. "Some jackass broke one of the windows!"
"What, you serious??"
Well this was great. He had just managed to somehow throw his sister's digimon into some amusement park attraction, and from what it sounds like the park's authorities were going to come soon to try to straighten things out. What could he do? He could not even get up there. His eye stung and he let out a sharp sneeze, the light of the sun having irritated his nose in that mischievous way it did.
He wiped at his nose, staring down at the little wide-eyed digimon he held in his arms. A sting of anger thumped in his chest and made his temples throb a little. How is it that things managed to mess up this badly? What the hell did he do wrong today?? Why did his sister have to go and be such a bloody bitch over nothing?
"Yuu, please stop..."
He blinked. His curled fingers quickly relaxed, the increasingly aggressive grip relaxing so he was no longer in danger of ripping the poor bird's feather's out. Just like that, his anger was gone. Now all he was left was with a headache. "S-Sorry..." he uttered, the heavy blanket of guilt setting in over his heart yet again today. "I'm sorry...."
Pinamon wiggled a bit, feeling restless. Her partner was hurting. She was hurting. She chirped unhappily and stared upward at the broken cart he had been staring at. They needed to go up. Could she help him go up? "Up!" She cheered suddenly, little feathers poofing upward.
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They did not go up.
All that happened was Yuu was a little startled. That and someone nearby casually glanced over at them, thinking they heard the voice of a child. Seeing as there was no such child and it has only been a mild curiosity at best, they looked away again to continue on with what they were doing.
After that beat of silence between them, however, there was a sharp scream. Yuu felt an instant surge of fear and sickness. That was his sister's voice. From above.
In one of the damn cars.
Pinamon felt the same feelings as her partner did, a sudden lucidity coming over her. They had to go now. The burst of panic, the painfully strong desire to protect his sister from whatever was after her; it was all transferred to her and she reacted strongly. The device in Yuu's pocket lit up with a high-pitched noise and energy streamed out into his little partner.
PINAMON digivolve to...
F A L C O M O N !
The little digimon had grown considerably and her feathers had darkened. She shot her now gloriously large wings outward and lifted herself from her partner's arms. Yuu, at this point, was shocked, his mouth dropped open. The bird fluttered above him and dropped her claws onto his shoulders. This was totally and completely obvious now. He was no longer just a boy carrying a plushie. There was a giant freaking bird grabbing onto him now.
Falcomon dug her claws in and flapped her wings hard, causing Yuu to grab onto her ankles just to help keep her from simply clawing him apart. She pumped her wings hard and... AND...!
Oh wait, her wings were only gloriously large compared to her itty bitty barely existent ones she had had as an in-training. No, she was barely lifting her partner up off the ground. But... she was actually doing it! That little shout of terror from the boy's throat was proof, along with the world shifting, she was actually lifting him up! YAY!
Time to save the day!
They started making their achingly slow climb upward toward the desired car. Let us not mention the utter shock the two of them doubtlessly left behind.
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Post by Ichijouji Kotone on Sept 10, 2011 21:53:49 GMT -5
Time suddenly froze when Jenner's looming figure reflected off Missimon's glassy eye. The moment she saw him ready to jab her with the syringe, Kotone shifted away fast enough so that she wouldn't end up getting shot up with whatever the hell was in it. Kotone brought her partner close to her heart, eyes squinting shut. This was it. She was going to freaking die here just because she decided to be a spoiled brat that didn't appreciate freaking ANYTHING! If only she hadn't taken Missimon for granted... if only she hadn't fought her brother... dammit... what could she do?!
Missimon blinked as he was cradled to Kotone in fear. His eyes went to Jenner ready to attack his partner and he felt a sudden sense of duty. No... not even duty... he didn't want to see Kotone hurt even though she pissed him off. She had been happy to see him, and he may have not realized it but... he had been happy to see her, too.
Kotone...
I have to protect Kotone!!
[ MISSIMON DIGIVOLVE TO . . . _ ]
[ C O M M A N D R A M O N ! _]
"Hold it right there, bub."
Kotone would have been pretty pissed at Missimon for shoving her like that, now her pretty clothes were all dirty from the gunk on the floor of the car. However, instead she saw what looked like a combat-ready dragon standing over her with a rifle aimed right between Jenner's eyes. Missimon? Now...Commandramon? "If you don't keep your hands to yourself I'll blow your head clean off your shoulders, got it?"
Kotone's jaw was agape in shock, staring up at her savior with huge eyes. After all that... after how she treated him... he still came back for her and even stood up to this creep for her? Commandramon was looking pretty damn heroic in this light, and she couldn't help a smile towards her partner. Even if they didn't get along, she discovered that she cared about him... and apparently the feeling was mutual. "My hero."
All of the sudden, Kotone found herself face-to-face with her younger brother being propelled by a giant bird that she expected to be Pinamon - and while she would have found the sight hilarious any other time - all she could feel was the vast gratitude for her brother even existing in the first place to make himself look that stupid just to come to her rescue.
"Yuu!" Kotone called to her brother, eyes wide as Commandramon kept the rifle aimed at Jenner with hate in his glare. Kotone hoped that the urgency in her voice was enough to signal that something had been wrong and that they needed to get out of there.
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Post by Emerson Jenner on Sept 12, 2011 20:19:38 GMT -5
Everything had been going great until that stupid digimon did what it did best and digivolved. He'd been about to smooth over the wrinkle that was today with the help of a little experimental chemical, and then everything turned sour. That stupid little.. the both of them! Hell, a curse on all the Ichijoujis! Jenner grinned despite himself. A plague on both your Ichijoujis--but it was not the time for Shakespeare. It was the time for... being threatened by a small blue dinosaur and having Kotone's brother float at the window, apparently. Lovely. "If you don't keep your hands to yourself I'll blow your head clean off your shoulders, got it?" What a wonderful statement, especially coming from such a friendly thing. Jenner decided to comment on it, sure that his body armor would protect him in the event that Commandramon fired at him. "Oh, I'm so threatened. In fact, I think I'll just take my stuff and leave." Conveniently for him, this was going to be possible very soon because the car was reaching the platform. "Well it's been real fun and all, but I'm a little tired of this enclosed space." He gave himself a mental pat on the back for being so witty.
Then--slowly, so as not to alarm the armed dinosaur--Jenner bent down and gathered up his briefcase. Not that it mattered if the Commandramon did shoot, as he was wearing body armor, but it never paid to be hasty. Or rather, it only paid when you had an exit route and a plan to follow after that route. The escape route would be the soon-to-open door, and the plan was being hurriedly formulated in his mind. It was crazy, but it might work. He hoped so, anyway.
As the door creaked open he backed out of it and to the side, leaving Commandramon in plain view of the public--if there were any people left after the bomb scare. Hopefully both the remaining people and the digimon would be shocked and Jenner could carry out the plan he'd formulated seconds earlier. Just in case they weren't, he quickly darted over to where Yuu was, Falcomon hopefully entirely occupied with keeping her partner in the air, and held the syringe to Yuu's neck; effectively taking the boy as a hostage. "Make one false move and your brother gets to learn what this mystery chemical is, Miss Ichijouji."
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Post by Ichijouji Yuu on Sept 13, 2011 3:18:54 GMT -5
As the ridiculous duo made their way up and up and up, they were forced to make their way down and down and down again. The cart had already reached its highest point and was now descending toward the platform. As they came closer and closer to hovering next to the car's doorway, Yuu caught a glimpse of what was going on inside. He saw no sight of Bombmon, nor Missimon, instead he saw an armored lizard with a freaking gun.
His first reaction was to become incredibly nervous. After all, a gun was involved. It was being pointed at a man he did not recognize. Behind the lizard, however, was...
"Kotone!"
Falcomon, as opposed to her partner, had not noticed a thing that was going on around them. The only thing she was concentrating on at the moment was the cart. She wanted Yuu inside. That was where they needed to be. Inside the cart! But the gosh darned thing was just so... movey! It kept moving around instead of staying still. It was not easy to keep Yuu up off the ground like this. It would have been so much easier had the car not been moving. But it was, and she had to deal with this.
So much was her concentration on this task that she did not realize it when they were close to the platform. Close enough that she could have set him down safely. Close enough that the man could take the boy from her. "Hey!" she hooted in surprise. The sudden weight being removed from her caused her to shoot up several yards into the air before her wings managed to get the signal from her brain that she was no longer in need of such strong wing beats.
Yuu was having some trouble getting signals to his limbs as well, to be honest. Being grabbed by someone so suddenly had caught him completely off-guard, and he was painfully easily captured. A knife pressed against his neck stopped him from making any foolish struggles.
"Make one false move and your brother gets to learn what this mystery chemical is, Miss Ichijouji."
His blood ran cold. That was not a knife, that was a syringe.
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Post by Ichijouji Kotone on Sept 16, 2011 13:34:21 GMT -5
Commandramon snorted in approval to see that Jenner seemed bent on retreating. Kotone, however, was not as pleased and had already taken the liberty to go for her cellphone in her pocket to call the police. The girl kept double-taking to make sure her brother was still there and seeing this so that she'd have a witness - she was pretty sure that they wouldn't take the word of an armored alien lizard seriously.
The tables turned, however, and in one swift motion Jenner had grabbed ahold of her second savior and held the syringe he had been planning to use on her up against his neck.
The moment she saw that man's hands around her brother...
Kotone hated him with every single little fucking fiber of her being. Something awoke inside her that she wasn't aware she'd ever feel. Some kind of... primal rage to see her kin within the hold of the SICK BASTARD who had pressed the syringe up against his neck. Kotone stood, motionless and shaken with a fury that she was about ready to make Jenner spill all over the car. A light pulse came from the back of her neck as she suddenly imagined him with his head blown off like she had seen so often on the TV show she acted in. Usually the gore did nothing for her... but this time around...
Commandramon felt his Partner's anger and rushed beside her, pointing the rifle at Jenner threateningly but jerked upwards in surprise to see that Kotone had promptly swatted it down and away from the line of the two. She didn't want to risk pissing Jenner off further... or have Commandramon miss and accidentally hurt Yuu - no matter how much she wanted to see Jenner's brains on the concrete because of this.
"What. Do. You. WANT?!" Kotone shouted through her teeth, trying to keep herself from fucking tackling him right then and there. She had never expected to react like this when seeing her brother in danger. No matter how much they fought, no matter how above Yuu she thought she had been in popularity and coolness...
None of that mattered, all she wanted was to see her brother get out of this alive.
Commandramon was sharing Kotone's rage to see Yuu put in this position. Much like Kotone, he cared for the kid as if he were family as well. Maybe not as much as he did his partner, but still enough to ot want to ever see him in this position. "Now you've really pissed me off..." he murmured to himself, trying to think of something...ANYTHING that could help. His eyes traveled up to Falcomon... she was the only one that would be able to catch Jenner by surprise since she was now behind him. Hopefully that dumb bird wasn't too stupid to figure that out.
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Post by Emerson Jenner on Sept 17, 2011 21:39:08 GMT -5
An odd mixture of relief and fear and guilt and.. just.... everything was crashing though him, causing him to shake--though so lightly that only Yuu, who he was still holding as a captive, would be able to tell. From one perspective, this was working out wonderfully and to his favor. But from another perspective this wreck of a situation, already unsalvageable, had just exploded in his face.
His job was supposed to be easy, supposed to be quick and mainly non-intrusive into the lives of his targets. Dear God, he'd never be able to show his face around the Ichijoujis again. Well maybe the youngest, if he was careful... assuming he made it out of this mess alive, anyway. He wasn't worried about his job; his older brother was one of the higher-ups in AIR. No, at this point he was more preoccupied with how he was going to get out of here. And how he could keep the Ichijouji girl from calling the police.
With Yuu as a hostage, however, all of these problems just might go away if he played his cards right. And if nothing else exploded. Knowing his luck, though... he had to be prepared for anything, and he had to act tough. Like he'd actually hurt someone to get what he wanted. Hell, they didn't even know what he wanted. And it's not like he could tell them, that would jeopardize the safety of AIR. He could see no way out of this.
Unless. If he gave Yuu the memory serum, Kotone would be too preoccupied with taking care of her brother and he could slip away. His body armor would protect him if Commandramon shot at him, and he doubted if Falcomon would have the presence of mind to go after him. It was the perfect plan, the perfect solution to this problem! If only he could be sure it would go perfectly. ...well, it wouldn't hurt to try.
"Sorry about this, but I really don't have another option." He said this quietly, so only Yuu could hear, then carefully pricked the boy's neck with the syringe and pushed down on the plunger. On his way to pull the needle from the child's neck he drew a little blood into the syringe, figuring that he had to do his job no matter what. Then he dropped the Ichijouji boy and ran for the exit.
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Post by Ichijouji Yuu on Sept 18, 2011 4:03:46 GMT -5
They were both shaking. Yuu grit his jaw tight. He had that unpleasantly sick and weak feeling all over. He was seriously being held captive by some guy with a needle to his neck. This was odd. Despite this, his mind kept darting to trivial things. In all honesty, what Yuu wanted to know was how quickly it took for Bombmon to get to Commandramon. Because that was very fast. One minute he was flying into the car and the next he was a lizard sporting a rifle. How cool is that?
He wanted to tell everyone to just calm down. There was no reason to make a huge deal. Just call the police, Kotone. What can he do? It's just me, it's not you.
I wonder what you are going to to about your character's part on your show? They are making her do things you don't approve of. I know you, you should put your foot down about that like you do with other things.
I'm sorry I busted that duffel bag. I'll get a new one. I know it was old but I need to replace it.
A large part of him wondered what the hell was wrong with him. He was being held hostage. He was being held hostage. What the hell did it matter about the digivolving? How is a duffel bag or his sister's character on a show more important than him getting out of this unscathed?? Hell, not even unscathed just.... not dead. He had no idea what was in that needle. He had no idea if just injection was all the man was going to do.
He could just slide it in and tear it out and the boy would bleed like a pig.
Yuu felt sick and dizzy. Falcomon called to him from above, but he was too frightened to answer her. He wanted to go home. Just do something stupid together, watch TV and complain about how stupid some commercials are. He just wanted to take his sister's hand and go home. Holding my hand like we used to coming home from school. Dammit.... He barely felt the prick in his neck, but he did feel that dull ache, that unpleasant pressure of a foreign liquid entering his bloodstream. His mouth dropped open and he tense further, but he dared not move. Moving could mean that horrible tearing and bleeding.
The effects were almost immediate. He quite suddenly felt incredibly weightless and dizzy. Still dizzy. He no longer felt sick, though. In fact, he felt kind of incredible. And it was not really so much that he felt dizzy as he felt no real difference between up and down at the moment. It was an extremely odd and even slightly giddy experience. Suddenly there was something soft in front of him. Hello ground. He blacked out.
"Yuu?" Falcomon hooted forlornly. She was way up in the air. He was all the way down there. And... and that man that had been in the car was holding onto him. She kicked at the air a bit and started lowering herself bit by bit. This flying thing was not easy, she had to stay so concentrated! "Yuu, what's going on?" That man, why was he holding Yuu like that? What was he holding?
She nearly fell out of the air as for a moment she completely forgot to keep flapping her wings. He was holding something sharp to Yuu's neck! No that was not good, she had to help! She forced herself to keep flapping and surged them forward, finally figuring out how to do this crazy thing called moving while flying. In this case the movement was forward. Mostly down, though.
Oh wait, the man was running away! She must have scared him off. Yes.. yes! She had saved her big brother! The man was running away and she... was unable to remember how to fly again . She ended up crashing into Yuu in an amazingly unceremonious heap. The boy had barely any mind enough to keep himself upright on his own. With the sudden force behind him he had no hope in hell of standing up anymore and collapsed.
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Post by Ichijouji Kotone on Oct 22, 2011 19:06:08 GMT -5
fuck your war - no bombs are falling on me for sure but i'm scared to death that i'm living a life not worth dying for [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l8FdJ6pCk_E/Tauw1jW_bII/AAAAAAAAAE8/f17TeGdxeWc/s200/Peach_Damask.png');,true] NOT WORTH DYING FOR .
Silence.
Kotone suddenly went deaf as one would underwater, the garbled screams from the crowd became the only thing that she could somewhat focus on. Her heart throbbed so hard in her chest that she felt her knees weaken and her mouth go dry. With each beat of her heart she felt herself grow weaker and weaker and her limbs tremble. The blood from her cheeks drained so quickly she felt herself become dizzy at the sudden rush. Commandramon wasn't so far off, either, watching in horror as the needle broke through Yuu's skin and the plunger went down to put GOD KNOWS WHAT the hell was inside the vial into him!
Whatever it was... drugs... vitamins... WATER, KOTONE DIDN'T FUCKING CARE! THIS MAN HAD HIS ARMS AROUND HER BROTHER AND HE WAS FUCKING POISONING HIM RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER! The girl's eyes went so wide that it hurt and she let out an enraged yell that was so loud she couldn't recognize it. It was HER VOICE but it didn't feel like it had come from her. It was an out-of-body experience... witnessing this and feeling as helpless as she did.
Her vision went red and all she wanted to do was watch the fucking light leave Jenner's eyes as he turned cold, blue, and dead. This hatred she felt within herself gave off a white-hot pulse in her neck as her dark spore finally began to awaken and let its roots wrap around her brain stem... feeding off her innocence and making her HATE.
She did not call out to her brother, no. Instead, different words... foreign words that she hadn't even realized she knew shot up from her heart through her tongue as she screeched out and threw her hand out in Jenner's direction. They came and left with such force that she couldn't even register that she was capable of saying such a thing with so much animosity and anger. "COMMANDRAMON! SHOOT HIM!"
And while Commandramon had been a battle-thirsty creature by nature, he couldn't bring himself to want to do such a thing. In fact, he even turned towards his human partner with widened eyes. He was shocked to hear Kotone ask for such a thing... She may have been an arrogant bitch a lot of the time but not once did she ever wish HARM on someone else. While he stared at her in shock she only turned to him, the expression on her face growing more wild and craving for Jenner's blood, "DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME?! SHOOT HIM! COMMANDRAMON!!"
Commandramon couldn't ... he just stared at her and watched in horror as she continued to shout, intoxicated by her bloodlust and desire for revenge against the man that had hurt her brother. He would only allow her to shout like this for a few moments more before his expression grew cold and stern. "Kotone...I can't." he growled to her softly, despite this there was still a tinge of fear in his voice.
It was that tone of voice that snapped her out of her rage, and when she turned to look for Jenner ... he was gone. All that was left of the scene was her unconscious brother on the ground. This realization jolted through her as she rushed up to her fallen brother and went to gently lift his head into her lap. "Yuu...Yuu?!" she called softly to him... rare tears streaming uncontrollably down her cheeks now and onto her precious brother's face as she searched desperately for his vital signs. First her fingers went for the pulse in his neck delicately, feeling for any slowing or seizing.. but nothing.. it was fine. For now...
"Yuu! Oh god...GOD PLEASE..." she pleaded with a soft shake to try and wake him. "Please...please, oh god, don't be dead...I..." she began heaving between breaths at the realization that her brother...who would have never been in this position in the first place... may be in mortal danger.
To make matters worse... the distant sound of police sirens could be heard drawing closer - and Commandramon was unfortunately the only one equipped with a weapon in the midst of a bomb scare. The digimon looked around cautiously and then down to Kotone who cradled Yuu so dearly to her. While he felt guilty for not pursuing Jenner... he knew that it had been the right thing to do.
"We have to leave..."
♔MOOD [LIVID] ♔KARMA [-1 @ JENNER FOR ASSAULT ON YUU] ♔OOC [WAAH] |
table by california dreaming @ caution 2.0
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