★:. papanuki .:★

"I... no.. it's fine. I'm sorry." He wasn't sure why he even was apologizing anymore. Perhaps he felt like he offended the other by saying he wasn't able to walk out. Either that, or it was just bothersome.

"Please help me get up..." Watanuki hesitantly took Naoto's hand and tried to reach up to grab her shoulder. "And..."

Dropping down into the room below, landing on her feet, bracing herself with her knees and hands, Naoto stood back up, examining the small room, before finally coming to a halt on the person on the ground,  ”Watanuki Kimihiro.” More than anything, it was an observation; she knew exactly who he was, having spent so many long hours investigating not only what was found in the apartment he left behind, but even into his past— anything that could have aided in finding him.  ”I suppose at a time like this, the most reassuring thing I can say is, “Don’t worry anymore,” however, that might sound a bit superficial.”  Looking him up and down briefly, it didn’t take long for her to determine what would probably be the easiest means to take him out of the room.

“Watanuki-san, ” pointing to the closed door, ”I’m going to open this door, and we’ll head out."  Giving the door hand a swift turn, she was pleasantly surprised when the door opened without any struggle; past the dust cloud that followed.  Returning back to Watanuki’s side, she held out a hand,

"I'm... I'm sorry." A rather quickly given apology. Watanuki looked down with a pained expression. "I don't... I mean, I can't go with you." He carefully pointed down at his leg and upon trying to move it, winced heavily. Looked like he broke it in his fall.

“It’s alright, you won’t be down there much longer.”  Keeping her voice in the deeper pitches was an unconscious act for her, having spent most of her life speaking as a boy.  Sitting back up, she surveyed the room, looking for a means to get down the the room below.., ”The room you are in; can you see any doors leading to another location within the house?”

"A-ah...." Watanuki's gaze reached to the other side of the room. There was indeed a door there, like Naoto-san had said, but being able to reach the door was another story. Even in this darkness, the young boy knew that. So what should he do then?

There it was, clear as day; another cry out.  Generally one would assume only a victim would cry for help, though, she’d experienced too many cases of pseudo-cries for help that were just traps to get whomever went to their aid. 

“……" It was rather stuffy in the house, making any sunlight that creeped in raise the temperature inside rather quickly, ”I hope I’m not too late.” another quiet murmur— what if she was too late? Had she wasted too much precious time trying to “be a team member” and asking others for suggestions and help instead of going with her gut and diving head first?

Shaking her head; she knew this wasn’t the time to start having regrets about past decisions; the past couldn’t be changed.  Following the sound, she found herself in front of a large door.  It looked unmarked, but upon trying to normally open it, it proved to have been blocked from the inside.  "Remain silent" was the only thought going through her mind; how could she open the door making very minimal sounds?  Slowly sliding her hand through the small opening, she felt a pain snake up her arm; whatever was blocking the door wasn’t the smoothest surface, as she retracted  her hand, surveying the broken skin, ”…..”

Suddenly it all just.. snapped, perhaps.  She knew she had a gun on her, along with enough rounds loaded and packed that she could more than enough remove whomever might be on the otherside, if necessary.  Taking a few steps back, she used her full strength to  plant a firm kick on the blocked door, widening the gap by just enough for her to barely slide through; though, the sound was quite loud.. Was it even worthwhile to not try and call out whomever was crying out in the house at this point?

Cautiously entering the room, it was different from the rest of the house; the signs of a possible struggle were everywhere; things turned over, broken pieces— including a hole in the floor.  It was an old house, the chances of falling through the old floors was a risk that was there.  Circling the area, dark eyes darted around, collecting as much as possible; there was a key on the ground, along with papers, pieces of broken wood and glass, and the dust had only just settled; there was definitive recent movement in the room.

... to be.... To be?

Sentence remained unfinished in his rampant mind as he started crying. At first small tears rolled over his cheeks, then the bigger ones. He wasn't sure why. Perhaps it was happiness, sadness; anything really. He was being freed from this literal darkness, this hell hole. An angel had come to save him. He supposed he should be happy.

Now was absolutely not the time for his throat to get blocked up from shock. The time had come! A person had come to save him, so there was only one logical thing he should do right now;

Circling the house, it seemed as though all entrances (and possible entrances) were blocked and unable to be opened without causing damage to the house.  Scowling, she knew she had to be careful, between the house being actually unstable with age.. And the fact that causing damage to it could put her job on the line.. the house was probably considered some kind of historic landmark of some kind..  Just as she opened her mouth to try calling out, clear as day, the muffed sound of a voice could be heard.  Following where it sounded the strongest, Naoto found herself in front of a poorly boarded up broken window.  It didn’t take much to remove the blockade, revealing the half-opened, half broken window frame.  She’d never been more thankful for her small build, easily climbing through, and into the house.  The old house smell instantly filled her senses, dust flying, causing her to cough, before advancing carefully through the old building.  Who knows how old the interior was, and this wasn’t the time (nor the place) to become incapacitated.  Looking around the dark house, Naoto quickly pulled out her phone, turning on the flashlight function, pointing the light in different directions, looking for the source of sound. ”..where are you Watanuki Kimihiro..?” just a mumble under her breath, sharp eyes taking in the surroundings; looking for any kind of previous movement or struggle.. Anything to point out where the missing boy was.   She was careful not to speak or move too loudly; there was someone in here, but who knew if there was more than just one person.. Or if it was even Watanuki…

It's only after a little while that he realized someone must be in the room above him. Maybe they will notice the large hole he fell through? Agh, Watanuki sure damaged a lot during his fall. He even dropped the key in the room above. Nonetheless, now wasn't the time for this. He could be saved now, he just had to say the word--

Inbox any of these for some anon magic!

Bull: Control that anger of yours! For the next 10 hours, all you can see is red, red, red! Where did this sudden temper come from? Let’s hope you don’t hurt anyone!

Cat: Nyan—! Wait, did you just say that? It’s possible you can’t stop saying it! All of these cat puns are going to have to stop right meow! Have some cute cat ears and tail to keep you going! Lasts 8 hours!

Clownfish: It feels like you’ve lost something important to you! For the next 6 hours you will try to find it (alternatively: anon can specify what they lost!)

Cougar: This speaks for itself: for a whole day, you’re going on the prowl! See how many people you can seduce, and you might find something actually blossoming? Probably not. You’re born to be a lady killer/man eater.

Crow: What an ill omen. Spend the day predicting horrific freak accidents for residents of Toshi. Hopefully none come true!

Ferret: You’ve shrunk and gone a bit slender. All the easier for making mischief for others. Prank the first 5 people on your dash.

Hawk: Your vision is remarkably better now…? What’s this… you can even, dare I say, see through clothing?!

Kraken: Suddenly it has become clear to you what this city needs: destruction. All of it. Right here, right now. You will now try to ruin Toshi City for 3 hours.

Lovebird: Love is in the air…!The first person you lay eyes on is who you deem your soulmate! Got the major dokis for someone? Go get ‘em Cowgirl!!

Mole: You feel a little lost about yourself. As if you cannot see yourself and are in the dark. For the next 4 hours; you will forget what your personality is like and dig around for clues.

Monkey: Monkey-see, monkey-do! Somehow, you’ve found that you’re acting just like (anon decides who) for 2 hours. This could go bananas.

Parrot: Why, it’s strange as to how you can’t say your own words? All you can seem to do is repeat another person! Repeat, repeat, repeat everything you hear in the next 6 hours!

Peacock Mantis Shrimp: For the next 3 hours you are incredibly ambitious about everything! Colours, fashion, fighting crabs; you name it! Flare that rainbow colored determination of yours!

Zoo: Counterclaims all magic anons, at the expense of your day as a human! You are now a (anon decides animal) for the rest of the day!