#jonetsuo

Me: è-é

Moe: Oh noes, babu's grumpy again

Me: *growls*

Moe: You're like a grumpy tsundere Izaya

Me: *growls more*

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   It was just a mirror image right.

       That’s all Shizuo could think as he peered over at the other, squinting his eyes and then leaning forward--

jonetsuo replied to your post:"hey flea, i was---thinking, er, y'know, if we...

He was flustered already and the bastard had to push further the subject, do you really want to shatter Shizuo’s pride that BAD?“…to-toge…ther,” he breathed.“Together you bastard.” wow he said it.

Izaya decided to approach at him and showed a face of innocence. He already knew what the blond was saying, but he wanted to hear again what he said. Perhaps differently.

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Bang, crack, thud.

That, Leanne realized abruptly, was not a good sound. Not a good sound at all. Something in the structure of the ancient building above her had broken, and it was collapsing from the top down -- and with her still in the underground basement, on the opposite side of the door. It was absolute shitty timing, and completely normal of her luck. There was no way she'd make it to the door, up three sets of stairs and out the building in time to avoid being crushed, and she had no idea if the collapsing building would fall down into the basement or not. That meant staying down here could be just as much a death trap as going up.

When the next rumble sounded and the roof shook enough to fuel the fear of being crushed, the witch dropped to her knees and began to draw a circle on the floor with a panic-y sort of desperation.

She didn't have the time to check the symbols or even to make sure they were drawn correctly, and she knew how dangerous a mis-drawn circle could be, but she didn't hesitate to shove the magic into the circle anyway; it glowed and she willed it to take her somewhere--anywhere, just away from here.

The magic complied.

It was light on her eyelids that woke her, though whether it was sunlight or not, she couldn't tell. She didn't have the will to open her eyes to see, either. A groan tore itself free of her throat, and she winced. It felt like a dragon had stomped all over her. Might as well find out where she was, then...

She hissed against her teeth, finally opening an eye to find out her surroundings; she remembered the building and it starting to collapse, and the half desperate use of magic -- where had it sent her? A quick glance around revealed a dark grungy alley, lit by artificial lights against a dark sky; definitely a place she didn't recognize, so she allowed her eye to fall shut again and just listened. Sounds could tell you more about a place than most people realized.

The smell of garbage from the dumpster beside her was a bit overwhelming, but she pushed the thought aside and tried to focus.

People, she could tell that much. They seemed to be everywhere outside the alley, a sort of dull roar that usually came with larger cities, so this was probably one of them. It lacked the clean fresh air of Ivalna's cities though, maybe Zanjkran or one of the smaller kingdoms? It was a little more... grungy and dirtier than she recalled any of them being, but maybe that was just the aches talking.

Footsteps caught her attention and she turned her head to look, then tilted it back, eyes going up and catching sight of blond hair and the dull burn of a cigarette; someone passing by, someone who could tell her where she was.

Oh good, and now I can ask directions home too, she thought fuzzily.