♥ v2

[screwthatnoise]

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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[copyking]

[ oh my god-- trying to check on him, worried ]

Aominecchi!? What's wrong? What did she do? Aominecchi!

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[screwthatnoise]

Zwei laughs wickedly. The hand scrambles away quickly out of sight, and the stairs creak loudly with the shift in weight.

Janta can only look on in confusion and concern—or what is presumably confusion and concern, because it's just a stuff animal.

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[selfdefeater]

H-hand --

[ hunching over slightly, cradling the broken hand with his free one ]

-- F-fuck, goddamnit, it's broken --

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[copyking]

[ so much worry god ]

... Janta said there's a nurse.

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[selfdefeater]

-- Where ... ?

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[copyking]

[ looking down at Janta ]

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[screwthatnoise]

Oh...! Janta nods; it's a little jittery itself. THE PEOPLE WHO GIVE MY GIRL DOKIS ARE TROUBLED AND IN PAIN—

"R-right...! The nurse... She can help you. She's downstairs though..."

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[selfdefeater]

[ ... looks at Kise, unsure ]

I -- can deal with it. The pain, I mean.

[ though his arm is shaking ]

We should keep going.

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[copyking]

... Are you sure of that? If it hurts I can go alone.

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[selfdefeater]

I'm not leaving you alone.

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[copyking]

[ kyaaaa Aominecchi

smiling and nodding ]

I really don't want to leave you on your own either. ... Okay. We'll deal with your hand after Zwei.

[ holding his hand out for him ]

You can hold it tight to deal with the pain. Er -- with your other hand.

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[selfdefeater]

[ ... holds on tight to it, palm sweaty, and pulls himself up ]

Thanks.

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[copyking]

[ letting him, holding his hand back even if it hurts ]

I should look cool for my boyfriend! Though, Aominecchi ... if we want to deal with Zwei, we need to decide what we're going to do.

Do you think we could tie her up?

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[selfdefeater]

... Tie her up? Would -- that really work?

[ also are we going to keep heading up ]

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[copyking]

[ yeaaaah going up!!! ]

what else...?

--kill?

[ said super uncertain and voice shaky ]

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[selfdefeater]

[ bites into his lip, squeezing his hand harder ]

I -- I dunno.

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[copyking]

Ouch--!!

I don't think I can kill anyone.

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[selfdefeater]

[ ... looks to the side as they head up ]

I will.

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[copyking]

[ wordless shock because omfg aomine ]

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[selfdefeater]

[ there's a reason he looked away okay

and he tries to sound confident but he also sounds -- unsure as hell, when he speaks ]

... S'not like I haven't -- done it before. Even if it was all of Turquoise ...

Hail'd -- be happier without Zwei anyway, right?

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[copyking]

[ sob. holding his hand tighter ]

I'm not letting you do it alone, you idiot.

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[screwthatnoise]

Janta watches them. Cute...

The second story is nothing special. Same old damaged walls/floor, same old rubble just lying around.

Straight ahead of you is a pair of tall double doors with elegant handles.

There is a hallway to your left, and a hallway to your right. From where you stand it’s hard to say where they lead to because they lead into darkness like every other hallway you’ve seen at this point.

Janta hesitantly points to the right.

"That... that way."

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[selfdefeater]

[ doesn't reply to Kise -- instead just keeps that grip on his hand, looking to the right and then back at Kise ]

You ready?

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[copyking]

[ nodding, face determined ]

Let's go.

[ AND TO THE RIGHT THEY HEAD TO ]

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[screwthatnoise]

As you travel down this hall, you'll find that it's a little better lit than the others, which isn't saying much when it's still rather dim. That said, it looks like a tree's branches had grown through one of the broken windows—however, they do not block your path. That's pretty useful of them, huh.

Straight ahead the floor ends. There seems to be a long, narrow board resting over a large hole in the floor. On the opposite side is a door that's open ajar.