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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[ nods ]

Go -- ahead.

[ AND

TRYING TO OPEN ]

The door opens with relative ease—but you burn your hand on that blistering hot doorknob.

Behind the door is a flaming display. Let's be frank, it looks something like this. It sizzles. It sears. It's as though the flame is burning every bit of darkness in that room, as though air were flammable.

Suddenly a fiery hand rapidly reaches out for you.

[ JESUS, trying to yank Kise back ]

[ things he did not expect and that are not okay, this.

SCREAMING, distressed and in pain and genuinely thinking that hand's going to get him ]

This hand grabs the front of your shirt, trying to tug you back from Aomine. And as it does, the front of your shirt where it grabs catches fire, too.

[ GRABS KISE BY THE BACK OF THE COLLAR THEN AND TRIES TO HAUL HIM BACK ]

[ he's scared and he's in pain and he's in panic -- but there's the realization that his shirt is probably going to catch on fire entirely pretty soon.

So he moves his other hand to try to push Aomine away, putting as much as strenght as he can into it ]

Leave!

The fiery hand continues to pull, but it can only pull for so long when your shirt's burning under its grasp.

"Oh?"

This warbled voice belongs to Zwei, but it comes from the burning closet.

"Maybe if you put this fire out I could meet you properly..."

Fuck you, I'm not leaving -- !

[ stays despite the push, and drops his hand -- the unbroken one -- trying to lift like he aims to get Kise's shirt up and off ]

[ you know that's probably not the best way to deal with burning clothes

but if the hand is letting him go he's going to drop on his knees and start to cry as soon as aomine is done ]

[ shh i'm a doctor

throwing that shirt to the ground to try to stomp it out BEFORE ANYTHING ELSE ]

[ CRYING AND SOBBING STILL, covering his face with a hand and drembling because this is all painful as hell, but still trying to talk through it ]

We're -- not putting the fire out. I think she -- can't go past it.

-- W -- what? So we'd just set her loose ... ?

[ o god boyfriend crying, once the shirt's not on fire he drops to his knees in front of Kise ]

[ pretty much covering his face with his good hand and crying into it, but obviously trying to calm down and nodding ]

Because -- she said she'll meet us if we put it out.

[ takes a deep breath ]

Then -- how do we get rid of her?

[ taking a few deep breaths himself, though he's shaking and obviously still agitated ]

She said -- she'll take over, and she can still stick her hands out and see everything. She has to have some other way to influence things here...

He -- hey, do you think we can really fix this room?

We -- can try, can't we?

[ nodding ... and trying to get up but keeping his head hanging low ]

[ stands himself, trying to grab Kise's hand to make standing up easier for him ]

Thanks ...

[ using that hand as support and then just resting his head on his shoulder ]

... Hailchan really will get better if we do this, right?

She will.

[ trying to sound certain ]

If this -- is her "heart" ... we really need to help her out.

... It really hurts, so ... if she doesn't get better I'll cry again.

[ but getting off of him, stumbling a bit and trying to start. putting things in a decent arrangement, making certain to not show his face ]

[ not noticing how he's hiding his face yet, gggoing to ...

god what even do i do, SETS THE TABLE ON ITS PROPER SIDE and starts gathering up broken chair chunks :/ ]

I dunno how we're gonna put the broken stuff back together, though.

I don't think we can do that, but we can put the pieces next to each other.

If we do that much, maybe she can fix them on her own.

[ IDK MAYBE TRYING TO TAKE THE TEASET PIECES? ]

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