#maya 01

com @mayafitzg @dmontanna

Isabella queria não ser tão irritadiça. Não queria mesmo. Talvez aquilo não passasse de implicância, ou estava descontando frustrações nas pessoas erradas. Talvez ela até estivesse certa, mas não era boa argumentando. Estava acostumada a resolver as coisas com briga física, não era boa em diálogos, expressar sentimentos. — Eu vou dormir e ponto. Se quer fazer algo com a luz acesa, vá lá para fora. O quarto não é só seu. — Talvez devesse ser menos encrenqueira e falar num tom mais educado. Maya era, afinal, uma colega de treinos, mas não eram amigas o suficiente para se conhecerem a fundo. — Monty, dê sua opinião aqui, por favor. — Chamou o irmão, esperando que ele fosse defendê-la.

You’d think that training with a total stranger would be one of the things to be majorly cautious about while being stuck in this place, but ironically that was the least harmful thing to do. And besides, its not like they were going all out special power bullcrap like out of a Tokusatsu (a particular situation that Riku did not want to be apart of again any time soon) and were only doing hand to hand. 

Though if one thing could be described by the strawberry blond at the moment was that her opponent was pretty good- that kick was going to bruise. 

For now she was free of summer courses and of the worries of thinking ahead about her thesis. She still spent a fair amount of time on campus because she was not free of her work at The Epigram, Turing’s student newspaper. June carried a stack of examples of their newest issue, leaving several of them in student lounges around the academy, in the libraries and even at the front desk of the fitness center. Last stop was the academy’s café, so with earphones plugged in she walked towards Common Grounds café, blissfully isolated from those around her as her music played on.

          Hive City has a beach. That’s what he learned when he found a partially destroyed map of Sector oo6. It was interest that caught his attention, perhaps he could make the best of this. If he could find a job regarding the ocean, he’d be set for however long he ended up staying here. So with that, Jotaro set off to the ocean, having no problem navigating these messy streets until he found the expanse. It wasn’t that bad, full of people actually.

@mediumofthestars

When Joey woke up without his knives in a forested area, he had half a mind to think the scientists somehow threw him back home- but the utter wrong feeling felt in the area along with the lack of Revenants proved that he was still in the city. Just....not in the actual city. 

It didn’t help that the sudden aggressiveness of the flora and fauna forced him into running fast and quick away from the clearing and up a tree as fast as he could. It wasn’t going to provide a lot of cover, especially considering the horrid choice of wearing a white jacket that day and with most of his abilities being passive- the only thing he could do was go in close. 

“T-This isn’t good at all. And I don’t know how they’ll be affected by my hand-” Before he could finish his thought, a surprised scream rebreated through his ears and caught him off guard. 

com @mayafitzg

As duas estavam a sós. Maya estava dormindo - ou desacordada -, e Nicola aproveitou os segundos de quase silêncio, onde a única coisa que as interrompia eram os sons do lado de fora do quarto. Os passos, barulhos de instrumentos médicos, alguns gemidos de dor. Uma curandeira havia acabado de sair, garantindo que a filha de Anteros ficaria bem. Nicola passeou com os olhos pelo corpo dela, avaliando os ferimentos e sentindo a preocupação ainda presente. Os olhos se arregalaram quando voltou a ver seu rosto e a percebeu acordada. Deu alguns passos para trás, meio desengonçada, esbarrando em uma mesa auxiliar, derrubando os instrumentos e causando um barulhão. — Ah... ah... — Tentou falar, mas nada saía. Colocou a mecha de cabelo que lhe cobria o rosto atrás da orelha, pigarreando. — Eu vim visitar um amigo. — Era verdade. Estava ali inicialmente para ver Damon, até que ouviu um comentário sobre Maya estar entre a vida e a morte; bastante exagerado para o estado da garota, mas ele quis verificar. — Me disseram que você estava aqui e eu só... vim saber se estava bem. O que, claramente, não está, porque se não você não estaria aqui, é claro. — Tagarelou, ansiosa, deixando escapar um riso de nervosismo. — Desculpa. Não vou te incomodar. — Ameaçou sair, mas virou-se de volta para ela. — Quer dizer, a não ser que precise de alguma coisa. Posso te ajudar?

Gaige had long since given up trying to figure out what was what in this hellhole.  What was once the grand, bizarre city she’d wound up in for no reason had become a collapsed industrial wasteland.  What was left of the once colorful Spirale seemed perpetually cloaked in a thick smog, not heavy enough to choke her yet but still making her breathing far more of a difficulty than she was comfortable with.  Parts of the ground had fallen in and taken buildings with them, cars were abandoned and overturned- things were overall far from okay.

And then there were the monsters.  Though their behavior was somewhat familiar- some prowled about on all fours, others slithered up from the cracks in the ground, and still more appeared almost human- they were all static-y and didn’t even seem like they had real physical form.  Of course, then a woman she’d spoken to was pounced upon by one of the dog-like beasts, the tearing of her shoulder wrenching a spine-chilling scream from her.  These things were very real, and only she could see them.  Naturally Gaige pulled out her gun and fired at the thing as a reflex... only, wait, that’s right.  Unlike the monsters, her gun was very not real.  It was a FUCKING BB GUN.  And while she hadn’t managed to kill the thing because of course she didn’t, she’d definitely drawn its ire, as well as that of a few of its companions that were nearby.

After everything she’d been through in her life, running like hell made her feel SO lame.  Even so, she’d only barely managed to get enough time for a headstart after keeping them at bay with her metal arm and some “creative” use of her hammer.  The shots she’d fired back at them as she ran had almost no effect, too- they didn’t even have any eyes for her to hit to at least stun them for a while.  It seemed like running was about the only option she had for now, and based on how closer the growling was getting, that would only be the case for so much longer. Wait, strike that.  Having desperately darted around a corner, she realized all too late she was running right down an alley at the end of which lay the wall of a short building.  She was too close by this point for a running start, and while climbing it was probably doable, she’d likely lose at least one if not both of her ankles with the time it’d take, which would certainly leave her a dead girl wal- ...crawling.  Swallowing thickly, the mechromancer turned to face her adversaries.  A pack of about four of the canine monsters had her cornered, slowly prowling forward with the smugness of beasts preparing to enjoy a nice, worn-out meal.

“...Alright, SCREW it!” she’d hoarsely shout, not so much to scare the beasts but to psyche herself up in the moments before her hideous maiming.  She threw her metal arm up in front of her, the air distorting and warbling in front of her as her now-diminutive companion was summoned.  While Deathtrap’s eye began to glow with the charge of an incoming laser, Gaige started firing her ultimately pathetic gun at the monsters, hammer ready in her other hand.  “Give ‘em all the hell we’ve got left in us, boy!”  One more shout to give herself all the confidence she needed to not just lay down and die.