十 ❀ action

[naicha]

<sub>[ Alright, it's been bugging her, but she can't leave those people at the gas station alone. She needs to get out there, on the highway. There's one problem, though. One of these days, she will learn not to give other people her guns. Yes, Korea, she might have to ask you to buy her a new one. Oh wait, nevermind. One just appeared out of nowhere. Little does she know that her fake daughter has anything to do with it. This is good. She can go back to that place without worrying about her own safety. ... or she thinks.

Today, she's a door-to-door saleswoman, but how she carries herself is a little different.

A If she knows you and you can fight... or if you're Korea and Vietnam, she'll be knocking on your door. ]</sub>

We've gotta get on that highway.

_{[ B But if you're family, a friend, or an acquaintance whom she thinks doesn't have any means of defending themselves - yes, even if they've only met once, and yes, including Lucas and Tsubasa: ]}

... There's something really, really, really dangerous out there. Stay here, okay? If you don't, I'll get mad.

<sub>[ For both options, she'll eventually show you this. If she can trust you.

C Whatever, man, she's not listening to Grady, that big fatty fat fat stupidhead. You'll find her in town, driving her super manly Hello Kitty scooter. But what's this? Oddly enough, she's not bumping into anything! She's driving pretty fast, though, as usual. She's headed for the exit, alone... No time for making her usual trips to the bakery or the other shops. Maybe you want to wave and say hi? Maybe you want to know what's up - surely you've seen her be a reckless driver before. Or maybe you want to stop her. ]



[ ooc: might be slow with tags this week. please don't kill her. orz i'll be tagging the event post soon, so no threads taking place on the highway here. ]</sub>

Comments

[naicha]

<sub>[ how did you know

haha. She just stands her ground. ]</sub>

NoI'mnot. _{[ Lies... ]} W-what if, what if you die again...

[scentofbauhinia.livejournal.com]

You yelled at me for like, always sitting around and doing nothing and now you're trying to make me stay home. Make up your mind, y'know.

...If I die again then I'll just wake up tomorrow as usual... [he swallows in an mildly uncertain way] Way I see it, everybody's going to die here more than once. I'm totally lucky that I've been here a year and it's only happened once.

[naicha]

I'm just. Worried. You know. Because Hong Kong is... _{[ Not like her. ]}

[scentofbauhinia.livejournal.com]

[he still doesn't try and force passed her, only makes an ushering gesture]

...Let me out or I'm going around the back way.

[naicha]

_{[ She isn't gripping the door frame so much anymore. ]}

... Don't talk to strangers ah. And make sure you're always with Charles. _{[ Not the other way around... ]}

[scentofbauhinia.livejournal.com]

[he shrugs] Maybe.

If you stop treating me like a five year old for like, two minutes or something.

[naicha]

How can I when you don't even, you don't even know how to hold a gun and stuff! _{[ in other words, shush hong kong you can't know these things, let jiejie handle all the big boy things... ]}

[scentofbauhinia.livejournal.com]

I know how to fire a gun.

I shot out a window in the hospital so me and jehje could escape after I knocked a doctor out with a medicine tray once. [yes this did happen.]

[naicha]

_{[ Oh. ]} Why can't you be cute anymore? You were easier to check on.

[scentofbauhinia.livejournal.com]

[sigh] If anything bad starts happening I'll try and head home okay.

[naicha]

<sub>[ But she doesn't want him to go, dammit!

She reaches in her pocket and takes his hand. ]</sub>

Here. _{[ She gives him a piece of bubblegum. ]} You still have to finish the rest of my candy when you come back, you know.

[scentofbauhinia.livejournal.com]

Like you'll let me. You're too much of a piglet.

[he stares at the piece of bubblegum a moment and looks as if he might be about to hug her... but instead he just shrugs a bit.]

It'll all work out somehow.

1/2

[naicha]

<sub>[ She nods, but she thinks about that for a while.

And snaps out of it. ]</sub>

Why am I worried about you? We don't even live in the same house anymore.

[naicha]

...

Me and Japan will be in the area, so if you need any help, just look for us. We can't be too far! Alright?

[scentofbauhinia.livejournal.com]

...So? I still worry about you, dork.

[he looks a little miffed over that last part about Japan, but at least the old pervert might keep her safe. So he nods. Just a bit.] Whatever.

[naicha]

_{[ no he's a dork ]}

Well, it's not like I can help worrying about you, okay? So you gotta think about whatever you do more carefully!

[scentofbauhinia.livejournal.com]

...Fine. But like, that means you have to as well. Hypocrite piglet. [he looks as though he might hug her again, but instead he merely leans forward and plants a very light kiss on her cheek. it's not really meant as anything other than a kind of goodbye for now really, because he knows, realistically, that the chances are that they're both going to die today. although the action might surprise her more than a little bit.]

I'll see you later, okay? [he hopes so anyway.]

1/3

[naicha]

_{[ It does take her by surprise. What did she say about thinking about his actions first? She doesn't do anything about it, though, not like usual. ]}

[naicha]

'Kay.

_{[ She starts walking backwards, almost hesitant. ]}

Hong Kong, bye bye.

_{[ And she turns around to leave. ]}

[naicha]

_{[ But a second later, he'll find her rushing to him and giving him a hug. It's as if she won't be letting go any time soon, but she knows she'll have to. ]}

[scentofbauhinia.livejournal.com]

[And it's not as if he's going to object. He just hugs her back.]

[naicha]

Stupid. You're always getting into trouble.

[scentofbauhinia.livejournal.com]

[His reply is kind of muffled in her hair:] Wai, like you can talk.

1/2

[naicha]

_{[ Hits his chest. ]} I'm good.

[naicha]

_{[ It takes a while before she realizes she's lingered a little too long. ]}

Um. _{[ She pushes him away, but she holds onto his arms. ]} ... People are always looking out for you, you know. But I'll always be worried. So don't tell me not to.