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gumi_reloaded2012-04-19 12:42 am
katananokokoro) wrote in gumi_reloaded2012-04-19 12:42 am
What we do in the beginning
Date: February 7th, 2060
Time: Early morning-mid afternoon
Place: Kenshin's safehouse, New Meiji Lower Districts
Characters: Kenshin, Megumi, Saitoh
The road went on. Snow crunched under his feet, chilling them. Icy fingers slid along his arms, trickled down the back of his neck. He couldn't stop walking. Weary. Bent. His sword leaving red trails on the snow, red petals in the air.
You did this
Aa
He tripped and nearly fell. The snow jabbed at his hand like needles. A mouthful clutched in his palm, pressed in his mouth to hide his breath, but it was hot. It was all hot and cold at the same time and he was looking...Searching... No... Following. Just ahead. There she was. The woman with the long black hair. He wanted to reach for her. Wanted to step away. His hands... they weren't meant to touch. They were only meant to kill. She turned slightly as if she had heard his step, paused and he could see a cell phone pressed to her ear.
"You can't stay out here," he told her. "It's dangerous."
"I have to. Hello? Hello?!" Her voice rose in desperation. "Is he hurt?" And then she pinned him with wide dark eyes. "I'm looking for Sa-chan."
No. No! The darkness snapped around them. Just the two of them. The snow.
"Sa-chan. I'm looking for Sa-chan!"
"No, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
"Sa-chan!"
Time: Early morning-mid afternoon
Place: Kenshin's safehouse, New Meiji Lower Districts
Characters: Kenshin, Megumi, Saitoh
The road went on. Snow crunched under his feet, chilling them. Icy fingers slid along his arms, trickled down the back of his neck. He couldn't stop walking. Weary. Bent. His sword leaving red trails on the snow, red petals in the air.
You did this
Aa
He tripped and nearly fell. The snow jabbed at his hand like needles. A mouthful clutched in his palm, pressed in his mouth to hide his breath, but it was hot. It was all hot and cold at the same time and he was looking...Searching... No... Following. Just ahead. There she was. The woman with the long black hair. He wanted to reach for her. Wanted to step away. His hands... they weren't meant to touch. They were only meant to kill. She turned slightly as if she had heard his step, paused and he could see a cell phone pressed to her ear.
"You can't stay out here," he told her. "It's dangerous."
"I have to. Hello? Hello?!" Her voice rose in desperation. "Is he hurt?" And then she pinned him with wide dark eyes. "I'm looking for Sa-chan."
No. No! The darkness snapped around them. Just the two of them. The snow.
"Sa-chan. I'm looking for Sa-chan!"
"No, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
"Sa-chan!"
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He could feel Megumi beginning to stir. He hadn't been attentive enough to her. They were ten, fifteen minutes away at this speed. If he could just get there. He sucked in a sharp breath and picked up his pace. Close to the roof. It would be up, a short distance, and over and if he could just--
And then Megumi said something, and began to twitch and writhe, blood burbling in her mouth that he could hear-- smell. He stopped as fast as he could, skidding to the near edge of the roof. There was a fire escape just below, metal black and stark against the pale red of the building. He jumped down lightly, gently setting Megumi against the steps and ready to cushion the back of her head should she bang it into the metal.
"It will be all right, it will," he said through short panting breaths. "Do...do you need anything?" Could she even answer?