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[be_my_chum.insanejournal.com]

Who: Hydra, Ikki, Allen, ANY
Where: The Arena
When: Day 98, evening
What: When we last left our intrepid heroes...

[In the arena, there's some decent quality meat burning as a gift to two particular Judges, a comatose member of Hydra and a few guards with torches... and not a whole lot else to explain what's going on.

Well the real interesting part is going on a little deeper anyway.]

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Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[roadtothesky.insanejournal.com]

. . . ahh, he said something about that too, didn't he . . .

Mm. It's different. Though it would be right, wouldn't it? If I'm using their space.

[With her hair out of the way, now that the lizard's down, it's easier to see a few claw marks down one arm, and a smear of red on her fingertips.]

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[pierrotdetous.insanejournal.com]

--It's for something else?

Geez, that looks like it hurts. Aeris isn't here yet, but. . .

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[roadtothesky.insanejournal.com]

A way home.

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[roadtothesky.insanejournal.com]

[Covers the scratch a bit self-consciously.]

Ahh, Allen doesn't need to worry, about something like this.

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[pierrotdetous.insanejournal.com]

. . .[well, considering all the injuries everyone gets, Allen lets that slide :\...]

What do you mean, a way home?

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[roadtothesky.insanejournal.com]

[Builds up a small fire, lighting it from the brazier.]

Just a thought. For something like this . . . I trust Ikki-kun more than anyone. And for Scowl, and Hydra . . . they won't leave either, unless everything's okay.

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[pierrotdetous.insanejournal.com]

. . .Yeah, they're all pretty stubborn. . . Ikki, really?. . .

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[roadtothesky.insanejournal.com]

Mmm. If he and Scowl can work together . . .

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[roadtothesky.insanejournal.com]

. . . ahh, they really don't match, though.

[Takes out a stone knife, back to Allen as she starts butchering the lizard.]

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[pierrotdetous.insanejournal.com]

No kidding. But if it's this important they'll have to manage. You like that guy? ...

Ah, shouldn't you clean your wound before you're elbow-deep in that?

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[roadtothesky.insanejournal.com]

It's not as bad as it looks. Something like this isn't . . . really big enough for elbows,anyway.

. . . we see each other, in our memories. Fang and Raven and I.

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[pierrotdetous.insanejournal.com]

Ah... from the same place...

Do you two know what's happening to him?

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[roadtothesky.insanejournal.com]

[Carefully removes the lizard's head, and its heart.]

. . . we're not sure. None of our memories are complete. But . . . I think so.

Scowl yelled a lot, though. And I don't think he'll believe it, until he sees it for himself.

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[pierrotdetous.insanejournal.com]

[jaded is our society where Kururu can gut a lizard with a scratched arm and it's normal. way more pressing matters than "what're you removing parts for" though]

. . .What is it?

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[roadtothesky.insanejournal.com]

[It's just . . . disassembling, at this point. And if she tells herself that enough, it might even be okay.]

The 'Fang' in our memories . . . he's not one person.

He's two.

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[pierrotdetous.insanejournal.com]

. . .Eh?

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[roadtothesky.insanejournal.com]

The one who's missing . . . I think he needs to wake up, now. There are things Fang shouldn't be facing alone.

[Places a bowl under the lizard's neck to catch the blood as it drains, and carries the head and heart over to the brazier.

Her eyes catch the light, reflecting gold, hands red as she places the offering into the fire.]

Thank you. I'll clean everything up, when I'm done.

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[pierrotdetous.insanejournal.com]

. . . [quiet watching that. . .]



Your eyes...?

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[roadtothesky.insanejournal.com]

[Looks at him. More than reflecting, they are gold, pupils slit like a cat's . . .]

Eh . . . ?

[. . . and drops her gaze back to her hands, fingers pressing together.]

. . . ahh. I'd forgotten.

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[pierrotdetous.insanejournal.com]

. . . What's happened? Did a memory do that?

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[roadtothesky.insanejournal.com]

. . . I don't know. It's really more of a Bloody Road thing . . . ahh . . . they'll be normal later, again.

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[pierrotdetous.insanejournal.com]

I - what? Ah. I want to know about him - them, too, but - I know it happened right after he took a memory, and I know when I look at him my eye is searching for something, but sees nothing.

But I'm talking about you.

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[roadtothesky.insanejournal.com]

. . . that's . . . what I was talking about. My eyes . . . isn't it?

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[pierrotdetous.insanejournal.com]

Oh- I thought you meant - I heard Fang mention a Bloody Road before, but I don't really know what it means. . . I thought you were changing the subject.

Re: MEANWHILE, IN THE ARENA:

[roadtothesky.insanejournal.com]

I wasn't. But I'm not sure what else Allen wants to ask.

[Goes back to the body, and picks up her knife.]