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maskormenacelogs2015-12-01 06:49 pm
burnmetwice) wrote in maskormenacelogs2015-12-01 06:49 pm
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[OPEN] and it's an old scar
WHO: Kazu and whoever he runs into!
WHERE: Heropa, nonresidential area
WHEN: November 22
WHAT: Kazu needs to clear his head after this drama happens so he decides to go for a run on his hyper-motorized skates. Don't get traumatized and ride kids.
WARNINGS: some background drama and also unsafe operation of a wheeled device going like 40 miles an hour. AN UNSAFE SPEED. Strong language. Potentially reference to violent imagery.
[Kazu had no idea what the fuck he was doing.
He'd laced on his Air Trek and jumped out the second-story window, and just hadn't stopped. Hit the ground, shifted his weight to kick the motor to life and took off fast enough to break the speed limit in the residential zone by... probably a lot. He had no idea where he was at for a long time; all he could see was the world torn down around him bathed in smoke and fire and slashed with red. All of the memories—his own and Tetsuo's kept replaying, one after another or mashed together in a slur of violence, pain, and fear. Fuck his head was killing him, throbbing sharply to the beat of his pounding heart. Maybe he should have taken one of those pain pills before he left, but he wasn't stupid. Right now, his body was on autopilot--adjusting his balance and weight into sharp turns, moving him around or over obstacles. Slowing down those reflexes even a fraction would be asking to get killed.
But that only occurs to him later, after who knows how long of just running. Somewhere near the takeout place he usually goes to, his head finally clears up enough for him to think he should maybe get the fuck onto the roofs before he runs into somebody like a dumbass. Which, of course, is exactly when he almost does.
He doesn't see who it is. He has just enough time for his mind to register PERSON!! and CAN'T STOP IN TIME before he has to spin tightly, avoiding collision at the absolutely last second. His balance and trajectory fucked, he's got nothing but momentum, which slams his hip into a bench hard enough to spin him again and leaves enough force to send him another few feet into the conveniently placed garbage can, sending them both sprawling. Flat on his back, he gasps out.]
Ohfuckow. [and then, still flat on his back:] ARE YOU OKAY.
WHERE: Heropa, nonresidential area
WHEN: November 22
WHAT: Kazu needs to clear his head after this drama happens so he decides to go for a run on his hyper-motorized skates. Don't get traumatized and ride kids.
WARNINGS: some background drama and also unsafe operation of a wheeled device going like 40 miles an hour. AN UNSAFE SPEED. Strong language. Potentially reference to violent imagery.
[Kazu had no idea what the fuck he was doing.
He'd laced on his Air Trek and jumped out the second-story window, and just hadn't stopped. Hit the ground, shifted his weight to kick the motor to life and took off fast enough to break the speed limit in the residential zone by... probably a lot. He had no idea where he was at for a long time; all he could see was the world torn down around him bathed in smoke and fire and slashed with red. All of the memories—his own and Tetsuo's kept replaying, one after another or mashed together in a slur of violence, pain, and fear. Fuck his head was killing him, throbbing sharply to the beat of his pounding heart. Maybe he should have taken one of those pain pills before he left, but he wasn't stupid. Right now, his body was on autopilot--adjusting his balance and weight into sharp turns, moving him around or over obstacles. Slowing down those reflexes even a fraction would be asking to get killed.
But that only occurs to him later, after who knows how long of just running. Somewhere near the takeout place he usually goes to, his head finally clears up enough for him to think he should maybe get the fuck onto the roofs before he runs into somebody like a dumbass. Which, of course, is exactly when he almost does.
He doesn't see who it is. He has just enough time for his mind to register PERSON!! and CAN'T STOP IN TIME before he has to spin tightly, avoiding collision at the absolutely last second. His balance and trajectory fucked, he's got nothing but momentum, which slams his hip into a bench hard enough to spin him again and leaves enough force to send him another few feet into the conveniently placed garbage can, sending them both sprawling. Flat on his back, he gasps out.]
Ohfuckow. [and then, still flat on his back:] ARE YOU OKAY.
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That.
That went.. places... This is what he gets for running his fucking mouth before his brain catches up. He should have just kept talking, not... fuuuuuuck. Of course Kazu would pick the one fucking word out of that whole thing to go for, of course that happens.
It's not like he can admit he knows what the word is! Admitting that might possibly imply he's ever seen it! And unlike what Kaneda keeps seeming to believe he's straight, okay?? He has a girlfriend! Who's... in ... Neo Tokyo but STILL SHUT UP. So - uh - um - suddenly he's with Kazu on wishing you could jump out a window.
IT MADE HIM STOP THAT STUPID CRYING BUT LSKSHF???
All this occurs behind a very, very blank deer in the headlights expression. Nope. He has no idea. Clearly. Maybe it'll go away if he says nothing.]
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[Nope. He flails to find some reply, mouth hanging halfway open in sheer disbelief. This is.
This is being talked about.
Somewhere along the way of this conversation, the last shreds of Tetsuo's brain gave up and died, leaving just one small 'WAIT HANG ON A MINUTE' moment behind before their final surrender.]
IF IT'S POPULAR AMONG GIRLS WHY DO YOU KNOW ABOUT IT?!
[His eyes get even wider when he realizes. Of all the things he could have said, WHY MORE QUESTIONS?! You'd think he'd think about people hearing that but no, that still doesn't seem to occur to him in the moment. This is not a time for logic; there's only mental keysmashing now.]
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[How does this keep getting worse.]
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[He stalls, suddenly realizing even more implications. Usually the girls were just with the gang as hangers on, and then there was Kaori. He didn't really know any of the others well. Did the girls back in Neo Tokyo talk about this when they were off chatting? GUYS talked about getting girls, but not...
Oh shit.
is this what girls actually talk about
oh shit]
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[If Kazu hand't known that before Akito showed up, he certainly did afterward.]
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[THERE'S NO FUCKING WAY THAT'S TRUE
PLEASE DON'T LET THAT BE TRUE]
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Hoo, I guess it's no surprise you don't understand the ways of girls.
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[He's had a total of one girlfriend once. Clearly he is a master of dating and knows all about girls.]
YOU'RE JUST FULL OF SHIT!