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driftfleet2019-01-20 07:25 pm
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2019-01-20 07:25 pm
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(last updated: 1/21/19)
CW: Violence, blood, mention of rape
Across from you in the snow sits a man named Shira. His hair is white, one eye fogged over with blindness, but his most striking feature is his right arm. Some time ago you cut off that arm and in response he had ground and sharpened the bone that remained until it became horrific living blade. You also know he doesn't have a left arm. He lost that in another fight during a different encounter with this man. Instantly you know that he has attacked the palanquins you and your companion Rin had been riding in. He's stolen her away and you are willing to do anything to find and get her back. Not just because you are her paid body guard, but because she is the only person in this world who really mattered.] Where have you hidden, Rin?
[Shira laughs and starts to push himself up to his feet.] Hidden? Heh, heh. Don't you sound cocky. You should be freaking out for crying out loud! Don't you get it? The stupid little punk? See, I wacked her a while ago.
[The truth was you were freaking out, but not because you believed his words.] You're lying, right? A shit like you, who saviours giving a slow torturing death to a woman while raping her wouldn't be so hasty to end things, right? Especially when you know I'm on your heels, hunting for her.
No, you'd kill me first. So you wouldn't have to worry about me getting in your way. Then you could toy with her at your leisure and saviour every moment of it, nice and slow, right? [Saying these things out loud makes you remember how much you hate this man in front of you. You suppose it's good that it means he didn't kill Rin because of his sick tendencies, but this bastard should have died long ago when you first met and took his hand.
Shira starts to laugh wildly at your assumption of him.] Man, you nailed it! Well, after all, we're fellow murderers, you and me. Never mind those Mugai-ryu assholes. It's you who really get under my skin. Well, I'm busted. No helping it. [Yet he seems unconcerned.] She's definitely alive, at least for now, but you know what Manji-san? Even now, there's a childish non-nonchalance in your voice.
Sure, you guess correctly once in awhile. But really, I could have killed her right away. It doesn't matter to me. What I'm really interested in ain't that peed-her-pants little brat. Manji-san, it's you.
I see. [Calmly you pull out your sword and prepare to face him. You still have the problem of not knowing where Rin is, but you have a plan.] Let me lay this out, Shira.
Huh, lay out what?
Don't play dumb. I'm talking about where you hid Rin. Of course I realise that you won't talk, no matter how much I threaten you or try to persuade you. So instead I'll go along with your way of doing things. In other words we're going to settle things right here.
[The other man seems vaguely intrigued and so listens patiently for you to continue.] But if I kill you before I got you to talk it would be all for nothing or would it? [You point your sword out at him in a move to try to intimidate him.] Well, I don't know about you, but for me victory means making it so you'll never be able to use that body to fight again. I'll hack off that freaky arm at the shoulder. I'll hack off a leg, maybe both, if you like. Heh! How about I hack off your little thingy too, watcha think?
[Shira looks unimpressed. He almost looks bored by your threats.] Pfh, you know that is the kinda childishness I was talking about. Like I would ever tell you! Fucking idiot! [You're actually a bit worried because you know this to be true. Shiro was crazy enough that maybe that wouldn't be enough, but you have to try something.] Either you croak or I croak. That's what settling this means. C'mon man! You make me sick feedin' me some half-assed torture threats. If you wanna know where your woman is? Ask someone else. [Shira's eyes moves towards the tree line.] Like that kid right over there. You put a little hurt on him, I bet he'd fess up.
[At first you're confused by what Shira is talking about until you look over and see a young boy step out from behind a tree. His expression can only be called haunted. For a moment you don't recognise the kid because of how very different he looks from the last time you saw him. Back when he had looked happy and healthy living with his father. The painter that Daryl had seen Manji fight. It seems things did not turn out well for his son if he was with a madman like Shira.] You're Araya's-- so, it is you, huh?
[You're so horrified to find the kid way out here with no one but Shira you almost miss the madman's first attack. With quick reflexes you manage to yank your head to the side just in time before Shira's blade can sink into your face. With a follow through attack you spin and try to go for an attack to his stomach, but your sword strikes against something hard and you bounce back as he's able to block you with his own blade which is a surprise to you. He shouldn't have a left arm to block with.
Then he shows you that somehow he does have a left arm and in it he holds a sword. There's no time to wonder how he has a left hand again as he charges and the two of you battle. You're fairly evenly matched. Back and forth you exchange blows, but as the fight continues something seems strange. You're not evenly matched. Something is wrong. Why does he have a left arm and why does it seem so familiar to you?
You manage to slug Shira in the chin with the hilt of your sword. It's not enough to kill him, but the way his teeth clack together is satisfying. That is until he looks completely unfazed by what should have been a rather painful blow.] You're-- [Suddenly his teeth sink painfully into your wrist as he bites you. Holding you still as he kicks hard into your stomach and knocking your breath away before spitting your wrist out again.] TOO SLOW!
Shit! [He lashes out and this time his blade sinks into your side and you cry out in pain.
Shira laughs at being the first to draw blood.] Figured it out yet? Yep. This is your arm. [Your stomach sinks. That's why the arm looked familiar.] You know, Manji-san, this arm is badass. What's great is how it moves so much quicker than my original arm! I guess it has lots of experience chopping people up. No soul in there, but it's like the flesh remembers. It warms my heart to actually fell the difference in our experiences. This sensation it's--
[You've heard enough and don't give him a chance to finish.] Yeah!? It's what?! [You taunt as you throw your sword. You know he'll easily knock it out of the way, which is exactly what you want him to do. When he does just that you're able to come through and slice a dagger that you pull out of one of your pockets through his forehead. There's a splash of blood on the white snow as your attack lands true. Only you don't stop, coming back up with another attack.
It couldn't be. It just couldn't be your arm! If it was your arm then wouldn't that mean?
Before you can finish that though the man that should now be dead begins to laugh. Confirming the thing that you fear.] C'mon, Manji-san! Look at it! How can anybody beat you when you got a body like this!? Now I finally understand you. [He laughs loudly and wildly.]
Son of a--
So this is is how it feels to be immortal!
[The memory starts to fade away as you watch Shira's face that you had cut nearly in two quickly repair and put itself back together. The last wild thought in your mind being how you were suppose to stop this now immortal madman when he seemed impossible to kill before he was immortal and with just only your right arm!?
The snow melts away and Daryl will be back in the clearing from before. All the items are still there including that sun and mask. Will he touch any more?]
Okay, I need that next. [Manji points at another item and still seems completely clueless as to what is actually happening.]
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His eyes narrow. ]
Why don't you get it your goddamn self?
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[ Old habits, unfortunately, die hard, and Daryl's inclination when he's on edge is to get pissed off instead. ]
Ain't gonna help with a damn thing.
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[Or Daryl is welcomed to leave. The exit is everywhere. All he needs to do is walk away from the shack.]
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