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Post by Azura on Jul 22, 2012 19:15:10 GMT -6
She would not really feel that bad as she felt her knee collide with the blond's stomach instead of Cael's head, though she did have to admit she had never quite seen somebody being such a complete jackass in a fight before. No matter though, the kick still seemed to serve its purpose of getting Cael to back off. Watching as he was thrown back off of the girl who would then proceed to run and grab up pieces of debris and throw them about.
A hint of amusement crossing her eyes, however hidden it was, as the first piece was aimed at Cael's face instead of her own. Though, it wasn't long before the blond refocused her attention on her, to throw her arms up a couple times to try and block the majority of it aimed at her face, though allowing the rest to make contact. No real damage done other than mucking up her pretty black outfit.
Though no sooner had the girl run out of things to throw than the raven haired beauty would shoot forward, her attack on Patrick unhindered in the slightest. She had to keep him out of the way and this was the best way to do so. Though the instant that she saw his hand shooting up to grab her mask, she ceased what she was doing, including holding back. She should have known he would give her the most trouble out of the three, but she had still been trying to take it easy.
Yet as his fingers closed around the edge of her mask, any and all efforts to take it easy were lost as her head would slam forward into his own as hard as she could manage. Her small hand coming up at almost the same instant to grasp his wrist, jerking his hand away from her mask and wrenching his arm back and away from her at a rather awkward angle. Then, just as she got his body where she wanted she would release him all together and slam her foot into his abdomen, sending him flying back into the wall hard enough to create a rather large crater in it.
She would pay later for the damage to the property....though perhaps not the building. A little grimace under her mask at the thought though she was quick to put herself back into the game, her eyes shooting toward the blond. No matter what had happened thus far, the order had not changed.....Yet. Taylor. Cael. Patrick.
Pushing off with her right foot she would shoot forward at full speed, easily coming upon the blond and giving a light shake of her head the instant before she would spin and deliver a harsh side kick to the girls ribs with as much force as she could muster. Barely giving the girl's body time to land before coming upon her once more and grasping the front of her shirt and hurling her as hard as she could manage into Cael.
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Nakamura Atsushi
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Post by Nakamura Atsushi on Jul 22, 2012 19:50:18 GMT -6
[OoC: I was told I could hop in with group B. Slightly confused, though, so if there's a problem let me know and I'll fix it right away.]
After the first meeting with the beast of a man he'd encountered in the fight with the pillar, Atsushi held a grudge. A man who could so easily make a fool of him was a man who deserved to be put down, and so he'd spent a lot of his time scheming. He needed a way to get back at the man, and, more than anything, he needed an opportunity. And what better opportunity than the one that currently presented itself?
Atsushi, masked behind his bandana, observed the giant fighting the pillar from before, as well as fighting a woman. His eyes began to glow, and he took this chance to strike. He dashed after the giant, surrounding his hand with fierce winds, and struck at the bastard's spine, seeking to slice through it and paralyze him.
Things were never that easy, though.
Str: 10 + (Int(30) x .6=18) from Kamaitachi = 28 Dex: 15 Con: 10 Int: 30 Wis: 30 Cha: 30 - 5 for Qi activation = 25
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Post by Legion on Jul 22, 2012 20:41:06 GMT -6
After that knee Patrick would continue trying to grab the mask with both hands. That was their only hope really. That she wouldn't kill them, and that one would live to tell what they saw. If push came to shove they could at least take a picture of her face and text it to as many people as possible. Though what to do after they got the mask off was still too far away.
There was a glimmer of hope though, as his fingers closed around her mask, with both hands. That hope was soon dashed though as her her head smashed forward into his, immediately disorienting him. As one hand was ripped off the mask, the thought ran through his skull as his was forced back, the realization coming to mind that he hand forced her to stop holding back. A grin crossing his now bloodied face, the mask having done a good job of forcing her hand. There was a small victory to be had in that he figured, grin on his face genuine, showing that she had not come anywhere close to taking his will.
His right hand still had its grip on her mask. Before he could rip it off that he felt that hand grip his right wrist, twisting it away. A low growl issued as he heard a few cracks, knowing the wrist was already broken. No matter though, he'd struggle on as he always did. She wasn't done yet though, it would seem, feeling her let go of him, only to kick him in the abs, ridiculously hard it would seem. Body being flung back into the wall, feeling a small crater being left as any remaining breath he may of had was slammed out, sending him crumbling to the ground.
Patrick may have been hit harder, he didn't remember though. It was a bit tough to tell at this point, but she was easily top two. Patrick sit there, panting for breath, wheezing a bit, having fallen on his left hand and knees, trying to crawl back to his feet. No, he wasn't going to give this bitch the satisfaction of staying down. She'd have to kill him or completely incapacitate him to get him to stay down. Crawling to his feet though was easier said then done after that headbutt, the shot having screwed a bit with his equilibrium, though he did manage to get to his feet. Looking at the woman who was faced away from him, taking a few steps forward...
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Post by taylore on Jul 22, 2012 21:07:31 GMT -6
The situation for our little Taylor just kept getting worse. What was this? Pick on the homeless wandering girl day? Cause honestly, she was getting pretty fed up with it. Her body had been used as a shield and a landing pad and now she was being focused on by this female monster. To be honest, Taylor had trouble watching the attack that happened to Patrick. Cael deserved everything he got though, as far as she was concerned. Taylor saw the monster bearing down on her. She was just too shocked to even move. The monster shook her head at Taylor and before the young girl could dodge she felt a kick land in her abdomen. The wind knocked from her lungs and the distinct crack of some of her ribs. Taylor went falling back, gasping for air as she held her self together trembling. She never had a chance to hit the ground, she was plucked from the air by the monster once again.
She stared at the monster's mask and here... came the monster's problem. Taylor only fought to live, her life... was now in danger. Before being thrown, Taylor swung her legs up and wrapped them around the woman's waist. She glared with a coldness in those blue eyes of hers and one hand would come up to grasp at the woman's wrist. Her other hand reached for that mask. She would get the mask off her self if she had to. It was the least she could do in this situation where she was pretty much useless to everyone, unless you were Cael...
Determination to remove that mask was the only thing that kept the girl breathing, despite the blood that trickled from her mouth. Her entire body shook and it was almost as if she was fighting to stay awake. It was. She could take quite a beating but everyone had their breaking point. Taylor just didn't want to hit hers before being able to do something helpful to Patrick as he had been the one looking out for everyone. Cael could rot under an over pass for all she cared. Her fingers scraped against the mask as she groaned trying to get her fingers under it.
"Lets see that pretty face..."
Taylor managed to whisper out to the monster holding her.
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Post by Raven on Jul 22, 2012 22:15:28 GMT -6
Raven not in the least bit intimidated by the hateful gaze Japanese girl #1 sent his way, the subsequent strike to the back of his kneecap and causing him to stumble forward would cause his attention would shift to her little boyfriend, and plowing straight through the boy, sending him tumbling and rolling off to the side, he'd quickly come to a stop, a bit of distance between him and the other two.
Turning his head slightly to look behind him, hearing Japanese girl #1 shouting at him, he'd grin frighteningly. His arm shooting out as he whirled around, instead of grabbing the makeshift bat, as she had hoped, instead, he'd grab a handful of the girl's shirt, and hoist her up into the air, keeping her at arm's length and away from her. Even if she hadn't been trying to fake him out and look like she was going to run him through with it, he could've easily avoided the stab anyways.
Reaching into his pocket, he'd pull out a needle and flicking the safety cap off with his thumb, would subsequently jab the needle into the girl's arm, emptying the contents and smoothly removing the needle soon after, and flicked the cap back on top of the needle. He'd then pull his arm back and throw the girl back at her little boyfriend, the girl flying into her little boyfriend and sending the both of them tumbling to the floor.
Hearing the sound of footsteps come charging up from behind him, quickly whirling around, Raven would leap backwards, easily avoiding the strike of the figure that came up from behind him, his terrifying grin widening even more as he saw who it was. It was starting to become Japan land here, with Japanese boy #1 entering into the fray, and using his new found Qi no less. Noticing the boy's hand appearing distorted, as well the sound of a fierce wind reaching his ears, Raven eventually figured what this boy's Qi was, which also meant he would have to keep an eye on this one, he wasn't fond of ending up sliced and diced.
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Ryu Hikari
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Post by Ryu Hikari on Jul 22, 2012 23:20:14 GMT -6
Seeing Kazue's eyes shoot around the room, the big guy's back to them, Ryu's brows would furrow and he'd frown. Before he knew it, his adoptive half-sister was on the move, run straight for the big guy before he had a chance to turn around.
"Kazue, wait!"
Ryu shouted out after her, seeing the giant hulk turn his head slightly to look behind him and grin frighteningly, Kazue's shout having grabbed his attention, Ryu took off after her, there was no way in hell he was going to let this giant hulk hurt Kazue. With no time or chance for Ryu to stop Kazue, in a span of a few minutes, the big guy had grabbed a handful of her shirt instead of the makeshift bat she had appeared to want to stab him with, hoisted her up in the air, jabbed her with a needle, and had sent her flying back towards Ryu.
Automatically holding his arms out, Ryu would instinctively wrap his arms around Kazue and hold her close to him, even as he was bowled over and sent to the floor, landing on his back with a dull thump. Hard, I might add. But as long as Kazue was alright, that's all that mattered to him.
"K... Kazue... Are you... alright...?"
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Post by kazue on Jul 22, 2012 23:59:16 GMT -6
Kazue was caught. The big oaf secured her in his massive hand by her shirt and had Kazue been her mother, she would have slipped out of the shirt and went on the attack again, but Kazue didn't know about such an idea. She remained in the monster's grasp and heard her brother call to her to wait. It was too late though. A needle came into her view and her little eyes went wide with fear. Kazue hated needles. She began to kick and squirm trying to free herself but to no avail. She felt the needle pierce her skin and she cried out in pain as the liquid was injected into her. She was tossed aside like discarded trash and caught by her adopted brother. They would land rather roughly, but Ryu had protected her from most of the harm. He asked if she was alright but his only reply would be a cry of pain as that liquid injected into her took effect.
It felt as though she was burning from the inside out. She writhed in her brother's arms, completely consumed by the pain. She would cling to Ryu, her body trembling like some little terrified animal. Perhaps this should be something they leave out of the 'what I did in school today' talk with Kazue's mom. Knowing Silk... She'd charge into where ever she could to bust the heads of the people who did this to little Kazue. The small Japanese girl, lay whimpering in her brother's arms.
"I-itai...i-it burns Ryu-chan..."
She whimpered as she held onto him.
"I-itai... it burns..."
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Nakamura Atsushi
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Post by Nakamura Atsushi on Jul 23, 2012 12:49:18 GMT -6
[orange]"You haven't forgotten little ol' me, have you, you obscenely large sunuvabitch?!"[/orange]
Atsushi began to laugh, though it cut off suddenly after a few seconds as the winds around his arm stopped. No point in using it while he could not reach the man, after all. He would have to save it for when the timing was proper.
[orange]"I don't appreciate you making a fool out of me when you did... so, do me a favor and let me kill you and we'll be even."[/orange] Another laugh began before he turned to the pillar. [orange]"Hey, Hikari, if you really care about the girl, you should focus on the big problem right here, or I'll kill her myself."[/orange]
He looked serious, but then he couldn't hold back from laughing yet again. But, in the end, his attention went to the big guy.
[orange]"Now where were we?"[/orange]
Str: 10 Dex: 15 Con: 10 Int: 30 Wis: 30 Cha: 25
6/7 posts remaining for Kamaitachi
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Post by Cael Seran on Jul 23, 2012 23:37:48 GMT -6
[ooc: Sorry if this is relatively short I promise my next one will be more.... everythin]
Cael would gather himself still smirking rather intrigued by the situation but in the same instant felt a tad bit at a loss. He knew a winning battle to one otherwise and his father had always consulted him to take the violence out of the equation unless a necessary result. The mosnter had striked initially to beat them or so it would assume, perhaps reason was as likely an answer. Cael's pride still got in the way. Taylor had been some use perhaps even more than some absorbing most of his blows.
As Taylor would be thrown to him Cael would balance himself, spreading his legs apart to endure the blow as he'd catch the girl falling back on his hindleg. A quick glance over her managing to etch out a smile before dropping her flat on the ground.
Cael froze, there was no anticipation to fight in this instance. A part of him wanted to continue this on but saw little from it. Buckling his knuckles he kept his eyes on the monster leaving himself short of wide open.
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Post by Azura on Jul 24, 2012 0:00:15 GMT -6
She head the bone break in his wrist and mentally she cursed herself. That was going to be bad when she got back to the lab, hell, she was going to be lucky if she didn't end up the lab rat for some new drug or whatever. Mentally, she would sigh, though outwardly she would show absolutely no sigh of distress, simply continuing to toss him aside and move on.
She was aware that Patrick was struggling back to his feet, but honestly she had way too much to take care of and time was running short. Though as she went to throw the blond, the girl would wrap her legs about her waist and reach for the mask, those words getting a little smirk on her lips before she swatted that hand away and shook her head. One hand coming up and her index finger wagging back and forth in a "No. No" fashion much like a parent would tell a naughty child reaching for something they shouldn't. Then, just like that, with one hand still gripping the front of Taylor's shirt and holding her in place so that she couldn't wiggle free, she would drop forward and body slam the girl into the floor as hard as she could.
She didn't want to cause that much damage, at least not right now, but they kept pushing and so she kept pushing back. Immediately hopping back to her feet, leaving the blond there within the hole created by her body, and then slamming her foot down onto her chest, aiming to take her out of this little game for the last inning.
That done, she would turn to face Cael, and to be honest, a rather amused grin curled upon her lips beneath that mask and her eyes fired to life. He was learning it seemed and at that she would keep her small hands at her side, bowing her head just slightly in his direction. She was at least woman enough to concede when somebody had shown some sign of intellect and learning. Like they were not always running around with their head up their ass.
Shame for him, she couldn't leave him be, because right now she honestly wanted to. However, no sooner had her head raised than she shot forward at full speed again, stopping directly before him and raising up her right arm, aiming to slam her fist into his face...Though at the exact same moment, with his attention diverted, she would reach behind her back, pulling out an injection pen and stabbing it into his side.
That hit she went for? She pulled up just a split second before making contact. Never having meant to actually hit him, but just to distract him. Assuming she had managed what she came here to do, she would simply step back and leave him be. No further intent to play with this one.
Which meant, that left only one player to take down in this game. The main goal. The main prize.
A few steps back to give herself room and turning so that she could look at Patrick now, eyes still able to spot Cael out of the corner of her eyes. Yet if that injection had worked he should be feeling like every vein in his body was on fire, keeping him somewhat subdued for now. As for Patrick, well, if all intel was correct, this should be interesting...and she was going to have to break a lot more shit to finish what she came here to do.
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Post by taylore on Jul 24, 2012 0:24:16 GMT -6
Taylor struggled as hard as she could to get that mask but the girl just knocked her hand away like you would swat at a fly. Then... that very no no way of wagging her finger... it was the last thing Taylor saw before being slammed into the ground. The wind once more being knocked from her lungs. She lay in a crater, her eyes closing as blood began to trickle from the soft pink lips. She hadn't gotten the mask. She had tried... hopefully no one would hold it against her for not being able to.
Her eyes closed and her last thoughts were of her brother. Oh he would be so mad to see her like this. He would be angry she didn't hide somewhere. He always told her she was too weak to be fighting. The monster girl above her stomped one last time on Taylor's chest to make sure, no doubt that the blond wouldn't be getting back up. Another rib or two broke and Taylor...could be officially counted as out.
She hoped Patrick would at least be able to make it out and not get hurt more than he already was. She also hoped Cael would have his ass handed to him in a paper bag. So funny how one little fight could change the way you think.
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Post by Raven on Jul 24, 2012 14:39:00 GMT -6
Raven just grinning his frightening grin at Japanese boy#1 as the boy laughed, it was pretty obvious from his reaction that he had not, in fact, forgotten the boy at all. The boy's laughter promptly cut off and the sound of the fierce winds dying down, that told Raven the boy had probably ceased his Qi... for now.
"I don't think so little man! I will not be dying, especially not to you!"
Seeing Japanese boy #1 turn to Japanese boy #2 and his little girlfriend and threaten them, his little girlfriend crying out and writhing in pain from the chemical Raven had injected her with, clinging to her little boyfriend and whimpering in pain, Raven may not have been thrilled that Japanese boy #2 and his little girlfriend had tag-teamed him, even though they had only been trying to protect themselves, but on whole, he had nothing against the two of them.
Japanese boy #1 on the other hand, Raven disliked immensely, he didn't like it when the boy had threatened others back then, and he certainly didn't like him threatening others now, not to mention laughing away, the boy's attention eventually returning back to Raven.
"You ending up smashed, little man!"
And hefting up a nearby table, Raven would wield the table like a giant shield, aiming to ram into the boy with it and send him flying backwards, leaving Japanese boy #2 and his girlfriend alone for the time being and concentrate solely on Japanese boy #1 for now.
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Legion
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Post by Legion on Jul 24, 2012 14:45:56 GMT -6
As battered as his body was, Patrick made it to his feet. Strength returning as he took those few steps forward. Resolve strengthened to a point where it had not been in years. Not since the days of 552 when he had something to fight for. Kazumi and Ruth in the back of his mind. Patrick had to get out. Somehow, get free. He did not fight so desperately hard to free himself from that Doctor to lose his wife and his child here. She would not take away their husband and father. He had to succeed, somehow, and he would. There was no honor, only success. The only honor was in returning home at the end of the day, regardless of how.
Although this resolve didn't take away his mental capacities. Proving that she was stronger then they could basically ever hope to be Patrick needed to know everything he possible could. So as he watched her the wheels were already turning. Past experiences and what he was seeing now, trying to figure out her weaknesses, her intent. But there was the crux. What was her intent? If she wanted them dead, she'd have done it by now. Well, unless she was a sadistic bitch, Patrick had met a few of those and knew of a few personally who weren't above holding back to make people suffer. However did that fit here?
As Patrick watched the woman dispatch the girl who'd been trying to take of her mask he wondered. She had held back on him, at first, but was that only because he went for the mask? She wasn't holding too much back on Taylor it seemed. But Taylor was going for the mask too. Was that something to be aware of? Patrick didn't know, didn't have enough info to guess yet, he could test it. But then again, he wasn't too sure why she had held back in the first place. Now that things were speeding up the sadistic bitch theory could be crumbling, or she was on a timeline. But sadism seemed to come to an end with her focus turned to Cael.
Now this, this was the most interesting case that made Patrick stop. This was the thinker. Cael made no moves to fight or challenge her, interesting from what Patrick had seen so far. Was that because his shield was now incapacitated? No, before that there was times where he had been attacking alone. Curious, even more curious was, that bow? From the masked woman? Morality huh? Was that something she had? Well that was easy to exploit. Well Patrick had morality, at one time. He wasn't sure if he had it now, but by doing what had to be done, that's how he lost it. If she had morality, she was either warping it to do her deeds here, or she was doing "what had to be done". Regardless her morality was in danger. Patrick knew just how horrible it was, however he was going to use that morality. Stretch it and push it. Did he want to? Not in the least. But he had a daughter and a wife that needed him desperately. Like he had said, there was only honor in winning. And for them, he'd win by any means.
That sense of honor was a weakness, Patrick noticed it further as she bursted forward. Speed once again becoming a new insurmountable problem. He saw that punch going towards his face, but that wasn't the intent. The intent was that needle. Now that was interesting. What was in there? Why was she doing that? What was her motive here? It was highly unlikely that she was going to kill them at this point. Nor was she here to rough them up, she was holding back at first so that seemed, majorly unlikely. Might have been an objective, but probably not. She was here for a reason that was more complicated then the standard, rough em up and kill em. The needle proved that. Her seeming sense of honor and morality was interesting to. Patrick had a theory on that. Time to test it though.
As she turned to him Patrick took a few more steps towards her, arms crossing as he asked in that irish accent, quite curiously, "What is yer intent in being here? In doing this?"
"Certainly it's not to kill us, or ye would have done so already," Patrick took that moment to spit out some blood that had pooled in his mouth. Spitting it to the side, no affront to her, just had to get it out of his mouth, "Ye've proved that. And ye're holding back at points, so yer not trying to rough us up like some common school yard bully. So what exactly are ye doing? And why?"
Patrick really was genuinely curious. All this new information. He highly doubted that she was working alone, or that she was the top of the food chain. But why was some one with this kind of morality, seemingly, doing something like this. For an organization that was seemingly immoral or amoral at worst. What was this group? What did they want and why? Patrick didn't particularly care, but he also didn't know he was a "prize". All he wanted to know was how to stay away. Keep his family safe. Knowing who they were and what they wanted was key to staying out of their way. That was the extent of his interest. Keeping his family safe and intact...
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Post by Ryu Hikari on Jul 24, 2012 15:11:05 GMT -6
"K... Kazue...!"
Ryu managed to gasp out, his teeth gritted in pain from softening and cushioning Kazue's rough landing on the floor, hearing a familiar voice and laugh, through one narrowed eye, his other eye closed from pain, he could just make out the form of the Japanese boy he had fought against when Raven had shown up before.
His adoptive half-sister writhing in pain in his arms as Ryu fought through his own pain, he would wrapped his arms around her to comfort her as much as he possibly could. Kazue clinging to Ryu, his shirt bunched up so tightly in her hands she could very well rip holes in it if she so tried, he'd hold her close to him, hearing her whimper as she laid in his arms, doing his best to help her get through the pain.
"K... Kazue! Look at me...! Look at only me! I'm here, I'm right here...!"
Grabbing and holding onto Kazue's hands, he'd allow her to squeeze his hands as tightly as she needed to help get through the pain, his pain would be nothing compared to what she was currently experiencing. Ryu lifting his head to look over at his fellow Japanese, his one open eye would narrow even further as the idiot laughed away again, and turned his attention back to Raven.
He shouldn't have said that... he really shouldn't have. No one, especially this Japanese idiot of all people, would ever lay a single finger on Kazue, not while he was still alive and breathing.
"... You even try to lay a single finger on her, you will be the one that dies..."
Continuing to hold Kazue close and tightly in his arms, Raven leaving them alone for now and concentrating solely on the Japanese idiot, Ryu would not leave her, he was going to stay with her until the excruciating pain inflicted unjustly upon her had subsided and went away completely.
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Post by kazue on Jul 24, 2012 16:34:23 GMT -6
Kazue's little hands contorted her brother's shirt and twisted it between her fingers as she trembled. She was trying hard to stop whimpering and crying. She had never felt anything this bad. Every second that ticked by felt like an eternity. Her blood felt as though it were lava now. It was almost like she was being boiled alive by her own blood. Still whimpers and cries left her lips. She could hear Ryu, she knew he was in pain from the sound in his voice, but he also sounded scared. It was rather funny how weeks ago, these two didn't know they were related, didn't even know each other. Now... it seemed they couldn't be bothered to leave each others side.
"Ryu..."
Kazue whimpered. She heard a shout from some one else, and then heard the monster who had attacked them talking back. Her eyes were closed in pain as she continued to cling to Ryu. Kazue knew her mother had a high tolerance for pain but... little Kazue didn't. Her hand wrapped tightly around Ryu's and squeezed as she whimpered in pain. It hurt so much. Tears even began to run down her cheeks as she curled up in a pained little ball huddling even closer to the only protection she had at this moment. It seemed, for now the giant would leave the two be, but perhaps that was because he had to deal with that one boy who yelled out threats.
Although Kazue wasn't scared of much, right now... she was pretty scared. The pain didn't seem like it would end though slowly, very slowly her body began to become accustomed to it. The pain didn't really lessen, her body just started to feel a bit numb. She heard Ryu threaten the boy back and she would cling tightly to him. She was worried about Ryu, despite her own pain. With out her up and running about... what if someone attacked him. Kazue knew she was only a liability like this.
"Gomen Ryu-chan..."
She mumbled out through the pain. Sniffles coming as she tried to keep more tears from flowing.
"I was just trying... i-itai... t-to keep you safe..."
Though our little Kazue had quite a dramatic flair, this couldn't have been more real. She would whimper as more tears came, her little face being buried into her adopted brother's shirt.
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