Masaomi Kida (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
generalflirt) wrote2011-05-03 06:33 pm
generalflirt) wrote2011-05-03 06:33 pm
Entry tags:
- @archie kennedy,
- @freyjadour falenas,
- @gold,
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- @michael blanc,
- @minato arisato,
- @shikamaru nara,
- @shuri oak,
- @trafalgar law,
- after the battle,
- incriminating evidence; the post,
- mikado: platonic life partner,
- mikado: unfairly taken,
- tales of the white hoodie,
- yaning it out,
- ♥: anne shirley,
- ♥: fenimore xelhes,
- ♥: kaori iwanoki,
- ♥: katara,
- ♥: ranka lee,
- ♥: selphie tilmitt,
- ♥: toph beifong
~♥NINETEEN♥~
[Voice / Action]
[This morning Mikado is gone.
More pressingly, his computer and most of the things in his room are gone too. Masaomi stares at it for a long while through the hole in the wall (covered by a sheet) dividing their two rooms when he went to check on Mikado today. As it stands... well. Well. There's a few possible conclusions, and they all fly into his head: kidnapped, kidnapped by someone else? Seduced-? all of them leave a foul taste in his mouth. Thus, eventually, he flips open the journal. His tone is flat, with an unhidden hint of threat in it-]
Have any of you seen Mikado Ryuugamine?
[... But he's too antsy to focus on just that. Instead, he's going to hit up all the likely hang outs- he's going to hit up all of the friends of Mikado's he knows the house/apart numbers of. Archie Kennedy, Anne, Shuri, Selphie. For good measure, he then will go to people he wonders might be useful - the clinic to see if he can't find Law-san or someone else there and then around to look for Shikamaru, even though he doesn't know where he lives. By the end of the day, he's just going to be looking in the windows of all the houses he can, and then going to the apartment doors of everyone he can and knocking on their door... progressively feeling more and more like hitting someone or something.
SO UH. Run unto him wherever ! He's feeling insane]
[This morning Mikado is gone.
More pressingly, his computer and most of the things in his room are gone too. Masaomi stares at it for a long while through the hole in the wall (covered by a sheet) dividing their two rooms when he went to check on Mikado today. As it stands... well. Well. There's a few possible conclusions, and they all fly into his head: kidnapped, kidnapped by someone else? Seduced-? all of them leave a foul taste in his mouth. Thus, eventually, he flips open the journal. His tone is flat, with an unhidden hint of threat in it-]
Have any of you seen Mikado Ryuugamine?
[... But he's too antsy to focus on just that. Instead, he's going to hit up all the likely hang outs- he's going to hit up all of the friends of Mikado's he knows the house/apart numbers of. Archie Kennedy, Anne, Shuri, Selphie. For good measure, he then will go to people he wonders might be useful - the clinic to see if he can't find Law-san or someone else there and then around to look for Shikamaru, even though he doesn't know where he lives. By the end of the day, he's just going to be looking in the windows of all the houses he can, and then going to the apartment doors of everyone he can and knocking on their door... progressively feeling more and more like hitting someone or something.
SO UH. Run unto him wherever ! He's feeling insane]
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And then there was the brutal struggle, metal hands going around his throat, his strength being sapped, and being unable to breathe, grasping for anything that would help...
... the hands had slacked, and a metal form had started to fall, a scalpel driven through its sparking eye, and new hands grabbed his abused neck, and the next thing he knew, his face was flying towards a nearby tabletop littered with tools.]
One.
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[He could have missed them, but he interjects that quickly - he doesn't know much about robots, but if you understand the foe you can break it down, right?]
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They don't usually leave behind that kind of evidence.
[He has never heard of there being anything significant left at a kidnapping scene to study. Besides...]
I didn't take it apart. Just rammed a blade through what passes for an eye.
[Desperation move, but same result as if he did that to a person, except with more smoke and sparks. That doesn't leave parts over the place.
He assumes it stayed down. He doesn't know for certain on that, as he was busy being smashed unconcious, but it is a pretty good bet.]
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That's impressive, Law-san~ You really brought home the point there!
[With a bad joke, even]
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The killing of a droid in that manner is not a feat to be celebrated or praised. It was only the action of a man on his last breath and willing to do whatever it took for one gasp more. And it's only praise brought about to smooth any offense raised.
He's older than you, Masaomi. More experienced. These things stand out more because of it.]
Not impressive enough, unfortunately.
[And then the smile fades...]
Masaomi. Are you going hunting?
[Note the drop of the Mister. If this is leading up to tracking down the droids for bloody revenge, well, that's his business. If Law is going to be patching together what's left? Well... that's his business.]
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[He makes a little hum on the end there, keeping the little smile on his lips]
I thought they weren't so easy to find.
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[He's just going to give that little smile a thoughtful look and wonder just how unstable you really are.]
But people don't usually ask the sort of questions you just have for no good reason.
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[A play on words, at best. He laughs at his own joke though]
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Masaomi.
We both know it's not just curiousity.
[Tell him what's going on.]
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[He shrugs here, trying to keep his innocent face. He closes his eyes a bit to aide the effort]
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We are going to fix you with a blunt look now and wait patiently for that answer. How long are you going to last until you feel like saying something a little more truthful?]
1/3
2/3
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Masaomi...
[He's now speaking with the Captain's voice.]
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[Stupid Captain voice. He's a follower]
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Yes, Law understands. He understands this.]
Do you feel you've failed them now?
[There is no judgement in his tone. No attempt to soothe. No attempt to mock or deride. No talking down. No patronizing. It is simply the Captain speaking.
He knows what he felt when Bepo was kidnapped. The obsessive searching. The anger. The helplessness. That clawing feeling at his gut that he should have done something and could have done something if...
He knows what he felt in the aftermath of Shikamaru's kidnapping.
Are you feeling that, Masaomi?]
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[Not in the draft - he was protected - not from those droids or anything. Just a string of failures which add up to... what? Hopelessnes? Despair? Rage? All of the above?]
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[He's not saying stop, Masaomi, if he knew about what you've been up to earlier. God no. This is something you have to do. If your sanity is on a thread now, what will it be if up give in. Give up like so many have already suggested? Accept?
It would be like giving up on him for you. Abandoning him, no?
Which is ridiculous.
You don't ever give up on nakama.]
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[He says this with a flat face, turning a bit to look at the window to the clinic. ...To think Law was in such a shape. To think that all he'd seen before now probably wasn't as anything compared to what he would need to be able to overcome in Luceti.
They brought him back.
There's really no stopping it now]
I just need to become strong enough to kill all of the ones who are threatening them, right?
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[Just get stronger. That's the answer to most of life's problems in that vein. Might makes right in his world.
I need to get stronger.
But it's never that simple. Strength alone can't always be enough.]
But it's not all of it.
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Oh? Then what is, Law-san?
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... what he learned on Amazon Lily listening to a boy's sobs.]
You can't be strong alone.
[Because that's the thing about nakama. As much as they need you, it turns out really... you need them more. When you're weak, they make you stronger. When you're strong, they make you unstoppable.
They are the thing that make powerful men great.
... go on. Tell him he's wrong.]
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[That might as well have been spat. Sure he was stunned for all of two seconds, but then the reality of Mikado being gone kicked him all over again. ]