[Confusion washes over Kaneda's face at the emblem being tossed out. Gears spin in his head, trying to work out just what he means by 'settle this properly'. It's a lot harder than you think, when you've just gotten back from fighting with Peter Pan himself, lugging home a friend who you had to literally beat some sense into. And now Pan was coming to take whatever scraps of Tetsuo's life he could. ]
Fuck. That.
[It's cursed in venomous Japanese, turning Kazu's body away from Ikki protectively. Call it instinct from shielding Tetsuo all those years in Neo Tokyo.]
You can tell Pan to take it and SHOVE IT. Because he is NOT getting my FRIEND!
[He's not giving Kazu up. Not if Kaneda had a say in it. And he always would as long as he could draw breath.
"Battle type is one-on-one. 'Cube' "
The voice came from the third figure, watching with the second from a distance. Was this a duel now? What did 'Cube' mean? Information is swimming in his head, and he's got to think fast.
His eyes flick to that emblem, and then to Ikki, eyes focused on him completely as he skates forward, knife now clenched tightly in his fingers. There's something familiar about the way Ikki's moving. Like he's seen it before...it wasn't just roller blading, there was someting to it. A technique. Kinda like--]
no subject
And now Pan was coming to take whatever scraps of Tetsuo's life he could. ]
Fuck. That.
[It's cursed in venomous Japanese, turning Kazu's body away from Ikki protectively. Call it instinct from shielding Tetsuo all those years in Neo Tokyo.]
You can tell Pan to take it and SHOVE IT. Because he is NOT getting my FRIEND!
[He's not giving Kazu up. Not if Kaneda had a say in it. And he always would as long as he could draw breath.
"Battle type is one-on-one. 'Cube' "
The voice came from the third figure, watching with the second from a distance. Was this a duel now? What did 'Cube' mean? Information is swimming in his head, and he's got to think fast.
His eyes flick to that emblem, and then to Ikki, eyes focused on him completely as he skates forward, knife now clenched tightly in his fingers. There's something familiar about the way Ikki's moving. Like he's seen it before...it wasn't just roller blading, there was someting to it. A technique. Kinda like--]
[Shit.]