Kusanagi Izumo (
toremainbehind) wrote2015-10-18 07:33 pm
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[How many times can we fall?]
[It's been a week since they've managed to escape.
Neither of them knew who tipped someone off about their location, who helped them escape while everything became hacked and otherwise useless in keeping them contained. It had been their downfall to let Izumo stay in the frontline, his skills almost legendary now with how effective of an assassin he has become over time. Their downfall led to their deaths, and Izumo has ran away with Eric while the remnants of that group tried to go after them.
They didn't know where to go - who to turn to.
For them, this open world was a mystery, even if Izumo has more experience than Eric when it came to the outside world. There's no one they could trust, and little to no money to their name since their captors often took the money Izumo's earned for his kills. But Izumo is adaptable, taking odd jobs here and there in order to earn enough money to save up and find a place to stay.
It's only been a couple of days ago when Izumo first ran into the leader of HOMRA, the Red King and him having traded blows before it came to a tie. They went their separate ways shortly after when an informant came running towards them, Izumo having escaped before he could be questioned.
Now, he had taken Eric to a refuge in a motel. It's small and not one of the best, but it's the best Izumo could afford on such short notice when it became obvious to him when Eric has to rest again.
His right shoulder blade itched from the burns he received from Mikoto, but he ignores it in favor of in-between watching Eric sleep and looking out the window from his perch on the windowsill.]
/FLEES
[A weak chuckle.]
Her name is Miyabi. Strange girl, but she's got quite the personality.
/FOLLOWS
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[ He was happy for his brother finding someone, he was. But there was still that pang of jealousy. That voice telling him he wasn't needed or wanted anymore strayed into his head. It happened when Mikoto and Totsuka wanted to be friends with his brother. It didn't mean anything but, it was still around. ]
What is she like?
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She's...lively. She's not the type to ever just settle down, and she can be a little loud. But she's also incredibly patient and understanding.
[A brief pause.] I think you'd like her, too.
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[ These are the questions that you ar suppose to ask right? When Chitose brought over another woman to the bar these questions were always asked. ]
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[There's something in his tone that suggests that Izumo is aware of Eric being unsure of the questions.
But then Izumo glances at the clock, becoming increasingly aware of the time.] It's getting late. You should be going to bed.
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[ It was getting late but he wanted to say something first. ]
But one more thing Izumo
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[ He fidgets, pausing in his speech. He still did not know how to feel but, it was something. ]
That's all...have a good night.
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[But he smiles slightly.]
Good night, little brother.
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Good night, big brother.
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Weeks has passed since Izumo's last call to Eric, though. Not a word, and it's getting closer to the two month end until Izumo's return. He's been kept busy, trying his best to move on from his so-called unhealthy attachment to his brother.
However, luck has never been on his side and he's been found by the same people who's been wanting him dead.
It was Miyabi who found hm, the one who's been taking care of him. But when she discovered how serious his injuries were, she took Izumo's phone and called the first name she saw on his call list: Eric.]
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As the weeks go by, Eric gets a bit better. Coming more out of his shell and more independent. Everyone was quite happy with his progress aftet everything.
He hears his ohone ring and puts it to his ear. It wasn't a normal time that Izumo callled but he was still happy to hear. ]
Hey Izumo.
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She spoke too fast, a jumbled mess, before she finally calms down and tells Eric what happened.
Izumo was attacked.
Izumo became blind.]
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Few hours they were there. An almost familiar scene as Eric ran over to his brother bedside. ]
I-Izumo? I'm...I'm here. C-can you see me?
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He recognizes their voices before he becomes focused on Eric's voice. Lifting his head, there were bandages around his eyes, fresh ones after he reluctantly allowed a nurse to change it.]
Eric?
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Y-yeah. I'm here. A girl called and uhm...she told me about what happened. Totsuka, Fujishima and Mikoto are here too. How are you feeling?
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[He pauses, frowning slightly before he remembers.] Must've been Miyabi.
The others are here, too? [He hears Totsuka greet him, followed by Fujishima. Izumo didn't even need to hear Mikoto to recognize him; the man's aura was enough of a giveaway.]
...Sorry for the trouble.
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[ He grabs hold of Izumos free hand, squeezing it slightly. ]
No it's fine. I wish we came sooner. Mikoto's got some connections here...he says that he'll find whoever did this.
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At the news, however, he smirks lightly.]
Won't take too long to figure out who did this, then.
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