Sir! There's an intruder!
"Shit!"
Welp, that plan backfired.
Back turned on the group, Aoi froze in place, his entire body turning rigid. What was he supposed to do?! He whirled around to face the two guards who spotted him and immediately threw his hands up, unsure what else to do.
Identify yourself!
"Shitshitshit, Idon'twannadieIdon'twannadiepleasedon'tkillmeeeeee," he said under his breath, looking around with a desperate, panicked look across his face. He knew that, if he tried to run, that would spit in his face, since the stupid guards would just go after him! But he couldn't stand around there either. Either way, he was probably going to get stabbed or shot, two things he really preferred not to happen.
Hold your positions.
Suddenly, another figure stepped past the guards, heading towards the 'intruder.' A big grin cracked on Aoi's features. He dropped his arms to his side and gave a big sigh of relief.
"F***! Thanks so much, man--"
Care to explain yourself?
"Err..." he blinked, looking up at the blond-haired warrior. "Explain...? Explain what?"
There was something about this guy that made Aoi freeze up again, his cowardly side showing up once more. The man had no weapon at hand and didn't seem like he was about to start a fight, but just looking at the guy made Aoi feel like he had a big, pointy sword at his throat. He stumbled back a step, gulping.
Gulping, he gave a nervous laugh and reached his hand into his coat pocket.
"I-I was just comin' for... uhh... this?" He pulled out his gun, turning it over and surveying it, "Yeah, I was just comin' back for this!"
He held the weapon in the air for the group to see, careful not to point it at anyone; if he did, he probably would've gotten maimed. But, when he showed off the pistol, it seemed to melt in his hand. He stumbled to catch the falling, melted steel, just as it returned to its default shape. As he did, he looked like an awkward, stumbling fool, catching it and tossing it between his hands for a second.
"Err. Well, I guess it's this now," he said, turning the steel orb in his grip. Shrugging, he continued, motioning off to the side as he took another step back, "But I'm just gonna take it and go, if that's alright with you guys 'cause I'd really, really like to not get stabbed today, thank you!"
He turned around, but stopped. That probably wasn't the explanation they wanted, right? Oops... Well, it seemed like a good idea to explain what happened to the two dead kids! (In hindsight, that was probably an awful idea and he should've just kept his mouth shut.) Turning back around hesitantly, he gave a nervous grin.
"Also, that wasn't me!" he said, stabbing a finger over the group to Derrick and Rena, "I mean... One of... those, I guess, was partially 'cause of me, but I was asked to do that, totally different than actually killing someone, okay bye!"
He quickly waved and turned around to make a run for it.
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Wake... up...
Her finger twitched again. It was so slight, barely noticeable like before. But that didn't mean anything, right? (After all, those three shots happened to ensure that she wouldn't wake up again.)
Down for the count already? Really, Rena? C'mon now! I know you're stronger than that!
That voice... Wait, that wasn't right...
"Derr... ick...?"
No, that couldn't be right... Derrick was dead, gone. There was no way for him to still be there...
Man, I must have really messed up big time, huh?
But, there he was, talking! The words registered for the girl, but she couldn't act on them, nothing. She could just listen.
Remember, I'm always with you no matter what. The only thing you have to do is wake up.
"Wake... up...?"
Yeah, that's all she had to do. Wake up! Easy! Although she couldn't acknowledge him, if she was really there, she would've nodded and had a big, dorky smile, eager to act.
So, she did. Well, sort of.
"Ah-choo!"
Rena shot up, forced awake thanks to a tiny, tiny sneeze. She sniffled, itching her nose and talking in a quiet, small voice. She sat up, staring at her inward-turned sneakers as she kicked them back and forth. Blinking, the girl narrowed her eyes.
Wait, something wasn't right... Holding her hands in front of her face, she raised a brow, turning her palms over.
"I'm... invis-ble?"
She was see-through, just like Derrick! She looked down, realizing that she was sitting next to her body; it was a rather creepy sight, actually, especially since she saw three bullet wounds through her torso! Cringing, the girl sat on her knees, looking up. When she did, her eyes lit up. Holding a shaky finger, she stabbed it at the teen.
"D... Derrick!"
She stumbled to a stand, wobbling since she wasn't used to being, well, a ghost. She was all too eager to see Derrick again, especially after what happened, and she ended up dropping to the ground next to him. At first, she was grinning, smiling and all happy. She looked like she was about to hug him, but her smile quickly faded. She forgot something...
bonk!
Balling her fist, she bonked Derrick on the head!
"Don't ever, never do that again!" she said, wearing a pouting frown. But it quickly turned into a much sadder frown. She wasn't being silly or grumpy anymore; she looked far more distraught. "Please? That was lots worse than when you lost your heart..."
They probably couldn't do much about that now, though, since... well, they were kinda dead. But Rena put her arms in her lap and looked over the situation, frowning.
"Umm... are we suppos'd to wake up or somethin'?" she said, turning her head to the side, "How'd ya do that...?" Her eyes lit up, "Ohoh, I got it! I think there's some mansion with lots of ghosts in it and, yeah, we can go there!"
She paused, knitting her brow. She scratched the back of her neck, "Uhh... wait, nevermind, I don't think that'll help..."
[ahhhh that was much longer than i planned it to be, super sorries! ;~; (And I had to throw in the Haunted Mansion reference lololol, sorry ;w]
"Shit!"
Welp, that plan backfired.
Back turned on the group, Aoi froze in place, his entire body turning rigid. What was he supposed to do?! He whirled around to face the two guards who spotted him and immediately threw his hands up, unsure what else to do.
Identify yourself!
"Shitshitshit, Idon'twannadieIdon'twannadiepleasedon'tkillmeeeeee," he said under his breath, looking around with a desperate, panicked look across his face. He knew that, if he tried to run, that would spit in his face, since the stupid guards would just go after him! But he couldn't stand around there either. Either way, he was probably going to get stabbed or shot, two things he really preferred not to happen.
Hold your positions.
Suddenly, another figure stepped past the guards, heading towards the 'intruder.' A big grin cracked on Aoi's features. He dropped his arms to his side and gave a big sigh of relief.
"F***! Thanks so much, man--"
Care to explain yourself?
"Err..." he blinked, looking up at the blond-haired warrior. "Explain...? Explain what?"
There was something about this guy that made Aoi freeze up again, his cowardly side showing up once more. The man had no weapon at hand and didn't seem like he was about to start a fight, but just looking at the guy made Aoi feel like he had a big, pointy sword at his throat. He stumbled back a step, gulping.
Gulping, he gave a nervous laugh and reached his hand into his coat pocket.
"I-I was just comin' for... uhh... this?" He pulled out his gun, turning it over and surveying it, "Yeah, I was just comin' back for this!"
He held the weapon in the air for the group to see, careful not to point it at anyone; if he did, he probably would've gotten maimed. But, when he showed off the pistol, it seemed to melt in his hand. He stumbled to catch the falling, melted steel, just as it returned to its default shape. As he did, he looked like an awkward, stumbling fool, catching it and tossing it between his hands for a second.
"Err. Well, I guess it's this now," he said, turning the steel orb in his grip. Shrugging, he continued, motioning off to the side as he took another step back, "But I'm just gonna take it and go, if that's alright with you guys 'cause I'd really, really like to not get stabbed today, thank you!"
He turned around, but stopped. That probably wasn't the explanation they wanted, right? Oops... Well, it seemed like a good idea to explain what happened to the two dead kids! (In hindsight, that was probably an awful idea and he should've just kept his mouth shut.) Turning back around hesitantly, he gave a nervous grin.
"Also, that wasn't me!" he said, stabbing a finger over the group to Derrick and Rena, "I mean... One of... those, I guess, was partially 'cause of me, but I was asked to do that, totally different than actually killing someone, okay bye!"
He quickly waved and turned around to make a run for it.
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Wake... up...
Her finger twitched again. It was so slight, barely noticeable like before. But that didn't mean anything, right? (After all, those three shots happened to ensure that she wouldn't wake up again.)
Down for the count already? Really, Rena? C'mon now! I know you're stronger than that!
That voice... Wait, that wasn't right...
"Derr... ick...?"
No, that couldn't be right... Derrick was dead, gone. There was no way for him to still be there...
Man, I must have really messed up big time, huh?
But, there he was, talking! The words registered for the girl, but she couldn't act on them, nothing. She could just listen.
Remember, I'm always with you no matter what. The only thing you have to do is wake up.
"Wake... up...?"
Yeah, that's all she had to do. Wake up! Easy! Although she couldn't acknowledge him, if she was really there, she would've nodded and had a big, dorky smile, eager to act.
So, she did. Well, sort of.
"Ah-choo!"
Rena shot up, forced awake thanks to a tiny, tiny sneeze. She sniffled, itching her nose and talking in a quiet, small voice. She sat up, staring at her inward-turned sneakers as she kicked them back and forth. Blinking, the girl narrowed her eyes.
Wait, something wasn't right... Holding her hands in front of her face, she raised a brow, turning her palms over.
"I'm... invis-ble?"
She was see-through, just like Derrick! She looked down, realizing that she was sitting next to her body; it was a rather creepy sight, actually, especially since she saw three bullet wounds through her torso! Cringing, the girl sat on her knees, looking up. When she did, her eyes lit up. Holding a shaky finger, she stabbed it at the teen.
"D... Derrick!"
She stumbled to a stand, wobbling since she wasn't used to being, well, a ghost. She was all too eager to see Derrick again, especially after what happened, and she ended up dropping to the ground next to him. At first, she was grinning, smiling and all happy. She looked like she was about to hug him, but her smile quickly faded. She forgot something...
bonk!
Balling her fist, she bonked Derrick on the head!
"Don't ever, never do that again!" she said, wearing a pouting frown. But it quickly turned into a much sadder frown. She wasn't being silly or grumpy anymore; she looked far more distraught. "Please? That was lots worse than when you lost your heart..."
They probably couldn't do much about that now, though, since... well, they were kinda dead. But Rena put her arms in her lap and looked over the situation, frowning.
"Umm... are we suppos'd to wake up or somethin'?" she said, turning her head to the side, "How'd ya do that...?" Her eyes lit up, "Ohoh, I got it! I think there's some mansion with lots of ghosts in it and, yeah, we can go there!"
She paused, knitting her brow. She scratched the back of her neck, "Uhh... wait, nevermind, I don't think that'll help..."
[ahhhh that was much longer than i planned it to be, super sorries! ;~; (And I had to throw in the Haunted Mansion reference lololol, sorry ;w]