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smash_logs2013-07-21 12:42 am
hellofriend) wrote in smash_logs2013-07-21 12:42 am
Oil or blood?
Who: Vivian, Mondo, Kiyotaka for Scenario 1. Anyone for 2.
What: The long-awaited aftermath of a very serious beatdown
Where: Scene 1: Across school grounds ; Scene 2: Medical ward at academy
When: 1: June 15th ; 2: July 21st
Warnings: Violence
Scene 1: Closed to Vivian, Mondo, and Kiyotaka
Running. The improbable for her. It should be. A form without movement, without breath. No lungs to breathe air, only fire and death, and yet here she ran.
Her feet dragged against the floor, bubbling sounds of skin staggering across the ground like rubber as she escaped. Injury after injury, blow after blow, Vivian had fully expected to be destroyed in that garage. Piece by piece until nothing was left. Crumbling cubes of skin breaking away like data into the atmosphere. Her legs felt empty of their feeling, their strength.
Humans could not be reconstructed and sometimes... They were beyond repair.
Vivian was truly afraid for her existence in a way she had never felt before.
But when the human had helped her, it brought to life the same sensations she felt back in Final Destination City. The same numbing pause that isolated her mind and allowed her to hone in and fixate on specific emotions. Forgetting the logic, forgetting the calculations, she tried to help him with her broken body. Throw things, mislead the threat, barely utilize her own strength - anything. They had to escape. Both of them had to.
She was more afraid for him than herself.
Was that what it meant to protect someone?
Was it fear?
The sounds of battle were crackles around her ears, distant but always too terrifyingly close. It circled like a haze around her skull, popping and sizzling, heavy and domineering. The human, the human, what of the hum...an...
She stumbled to her knees, feeling pebbles and gravel cutting into her skin.
Oh no.
To her elbows before her fists hit the ground, her hair toppled around her. Like her, it was weak, unable to stand no matter what support she tried to muster up. None of it remained high. Her head hung low.
Her eyelids fell.
Sleep...
She curled in on herself, bleeding and unable to stand up anymore.
===
Scene 2: Open
Long after Vivian and Mondo had faced off with Copy X, the girl's injuries had burdened her young body into a comatose state, though on occassion, she was very touch 'n go on waking up. Under orders, Vivian was to remain under care within the school's medical facilities. Her care had been left to the Headmasters, who had, in turn, wordlessly entrusted her to Kiyotaka. Unofficial on every ground, but was there really anyone else?
Vivian had called for him. Even in her delirium, it wasn't her "mother's" name, but his. It wasn't fair or even logical, but it seemed right. No one would second guess that, would they? After all he had done for her already?
Tubes and masks, wires and blips. Sounds unique but not distant relatives of a history Vivian was already acquainted with. She laid in her hospital bed in shambles, still healing but at least back to her unique white palette. The blacks and blues had disappeared in the fabrics of time, the only fabric remaining were white hospital sheets pressed along her chest. It rose and fell so subtly she appeared... off. Dead was a word that never really fit someone like her.
Disabled.
Inanimate.
[[ In scene 2, Vivian is mostly in a coma. She's waking up on/off but isn't stable on a conscious level. It's also here that her judgment to be reprogrammed will be delivered. I'd like a staff member to do this, but if a student can find a means of it, that works too. As long as it gets to them.
Scene 2 can be used to discuss between each other if you want, since she may not be 100% there.
If you have any questions, plurk/PM/AIM me! AIM: BlueStreak3r, for reference.]]
What: The long-awaited aftermath of a very serious beatdown
Where: Scene 1: Across school grounds ; Scene 2: Medical ward at academy
When: 1: June 15th ; 2: July 21st
Warnings: Violence
Scene 1: Closed to Vivian, Mondo, and Kiyotaka
Running. The improbable for her. It should be. A form without movement, without breath. No lungs to breathe air, only fire and death, and yet here she ran.
Her feet dragged against the floor, bubbling sounds of skin staggering across the ground like rubber as she escaped. Injury after injury, blow after blow, Vivian had fully expected to be destroyed in that garage. Piece by piece until nothing was left. Crumbling cubes of skin breaking away like data into the atmosphere. Her legs felt empty of their feeling, their strength.
Humans could not be reconstructed and sometimes... They were beyond repair.
Like the blood on her hands.
Vivian was truly afraid for her existence in a way she had never felt before.
But when the human had helped her, it brought to life the same sensations she felt back in Final Destination City. The same numbing pause that isolated her mind and allowed her to hone in and fixate on specific emotions. Forgetting the logic, forgetting the calculations, she tried to help him with her broken body. Throw things, mislead the threat, barely utilize her own strength - anything. They had to escape. Both of them had to.
She was more afraid for him than herself.
Was that what it meant to protect someone?
Was it fear?
Or something more?
The sounds of battle were crackles around her ears, distant but always too terrifyingly close. It circled like a haze around her skull, popping and sizzling, heavy and domineering. The human, the human, what of the hum...an...
She stumbled to her knees, feeling pebbles and gravel cutting into her skin.
Oh no.
To her elbows before her fists hit the ground, her hair toppled around her. Like her, it was weak, unable to stand no matter what support she tried to muster up. None of it remained high. Her head hung low.
Her eyelids fell.
Sleep...
She curled in on herself, bleeding and unable to stand up anymore.
===
Scene 2: Open
Long after Vivian and Mondo had faced off with Copy X, the girl's injuries had burdened her young body into a comatose state, though on occassion, she was very touch 'n go on waking up. Under orders, Vivian was to remain under care within the school's medical facilities. Her care had been left to the Headmasters, who had, in turn, wordlessly entrusted her to Kiyotaka. Unofficial on every ground, but was there really anyone else?
Vivian had called for him. Even in her delirium, it wasn't her "mother's" name, but his. It wasn't fair or even logical, but it seemed right. No one would second guess that, would they? After all he had done for her already?
Tubes and masks, wires and blips. Sounds unique but not distant relatives of a history Vivian was already acquainted with. She laid in her hospital bed in shambles, still healing but at least back to her unique white palette. The blacks and blues had disappeared in the fabrics of time, the only fabric remaining were white hospital sheets pressed along her chest. It rose and fell so subtly she appeared... off. Dead was a word that never really fit someone like her.
Disabled.
Inoperable.
[[ In scene 2, Vivian is mostly in a coma. She's waking up on/off but isn't stable on a conscious level. It's also here that her judgment to be reprogrammed will be delivered. I'd like a staff member to do this, but if a student can find a means of it, that works too. As long as it gets to them.
Scene 2 can be used to discuss between each other if you want, since she may not be 100% there.
If you have any questions, plurk/PM/AIM me! AIM: BlueStreak3r, for reference.]]