screwthatnoise

♥ v2

A cold, delicate hand grabs yours and pulls. It pulls, and it pulls... there's a sense of urgency in this icy grasp, as well as a trace of reluctance. Abruptly the hand let's go, right as your vision fades to black, and for a brief moment, only a brief moment, your senses disappear. There's only the eerie sensation of weightlessness before your feet are settled back on solid ground again.

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No!!

—Let's have a game that's a mix of both!!

She sounds annoyed at first.

"What were you two—oh... you're changing it? Very well! I know it'll be a game I can win, so just pick already, or I'll pick off parts of her face!"

That's even worse!

It's dodgeball.

Huh, sort of. Can you materialize three tennis balls or something like that? I'll explain the rules if you can.

"Tennis balls?"

Even if Victorian Pandora Hearts time had tennis balls, Zwei wouldn't know them. But at least she's cooperative.

"Let me manage something else!"

Three balls that are conveniently the size of tennis balls roll out of one of her sleeves, and stack ~magically~ on the palm of her free hand. They look like eyeballs, though, but in a very cartoony way!

... We got enough room for dodgeball here?

It's better if we don't! It can work, really!

[ and then he turns to zwei ]

Well, here's the rules. Aominecchi and I will use these to hit you. You can move either left or right to dodge them, but you can't jump or move forward or backwards.

If even one balls hit you, it's our win.

If it doesn't, then it's yours.

She's thoughtful for a moment.

"...okay! Why not~ But! I get to make up a rule, too."

She drops the balls and all three conveniently roll towards the two of you.

What rule?

[ bends to pick one up ]

[ also picking up one, a little suspicious ]

... What do you want?

"If I win, the one I don't take has to watch the other I do take die."

[ ... ]

Fine. 'Course -- we're gonna win.

... But if we win, then you'll give that knife to us. If you're upping the stakes, then we need something else as well.

She considers it for a long moment, studying you two carefully.

"Fine. I'll consider that fair enough!"

Good.

[ ... looks at Zwei, then Kise ]

Ready ... ?

[ nodding ]

If we throw at the same time, she might not be able to dodge them both

-- Oh! Then should we have a countdown or something ... ?

[ nodding, and looking at him ]

One.

Two ... three!

[ THROWS THE BALL AT ZWEI AS HARD AS HE CAN ]

[ and at the same time he also throws it -- on the opposite direction of Aomine's. THERE'S DEFINITELY A LOT OF FORCE IN IT THO ]

SOMEONE WAS NOT PREPARED.

That someone being Zwei.

The force from both balls sends her flying back, off of her feet—the girl's pretty lightweight. She almost grabs the chair and knocks it over in the process, but, thankfully, the chair remains upright, with Echo still blindfolded and bound to it.

However, that knife remains clutched tightly in Zwei's grasp. It's a desperate grasp, even if she's not getting up just yet.

"Dammit! What—!!"

[ -- LAUGHS, already heading for her ]

[ he on the other hand is heading for the chair's echo is tied up in -- already trying to free her ]

Snap the knife out of her hand first, Aominecchi!

Echo is stiff and rigid... that skin isn't soft. Her elbows, her fingers—they have weirdly gapped joints. She isn't made of flesh at all.

She is just an elaborate puppet.

Zwei, on the other hand, points her knife at you, Aomine. She braces her other hand on the ground, chuckling madly, her voice delirious.

"I wasn't ready! You... you can't just do that!!"

Edited 2013-08-02 03:18 (UTC)

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