All the honey that's running is blood due

[neverquitedies]

Characters: Yuca Collabel and Kurotsuchi Mayuri
When: Backdated to the event
Where: Kurotsuchi's lab
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The event hits, and both of the scientists fortify the lab and try to protect one another.

Comments

[law_of_reason]

"It can't."

Though it was snappish, it wasn't directed at Yuca. He'd been reinforcing it with shields as much as he could, but there was a sense of futility that he couldn't quite shake. The fire ate through his kidou nearly as easily as it did the wood; besides, if the world was so set on ending, what good did prolonging it do?

"Retreat to the basement, I guess. For however long that ceiling holds."

So why was he bothering? Kurotsuchi didn't particularly want to die, he knew that much, and wanted to leave it at that. But if that was all, the prospect would've merely irritated him; witnessing a world end was a curiosity that should've countered it. The shinigami glanced to Yuca, ignoring the disquiet.

[neverquitedies]

He nods, looking again outdoors, before moving away from the window.

"You're wearing yourself thin," he remarked, frowning at the idea. He knew he was useless when it came to things like shields and barriers, and he didn't know whether or not he liked the idea of Kurotsuchi doing all the work himself. Still- there wasn't much he could do.

"It's inevitable if this doesn't stop. We're both going to die."

[law_of_reason]

Kurotsuchi knew it was a fairly useless expenditure of energy- no better than anyone putting up boards and metal; magical specialties were never valuable when he needed them to be. And at Yuca's comment, he almost questions why they don't just walk out into it, if it's pointless- but he stops himself, if only just.

"That'd be too easy, wouldn't it?" Turning away, he heads towards the stairs, ignoring the hissing of unnatural winds, the angry cracking of the building around them, the distant crashes of someone else's home giving in to the inevitable. "Don't rush it. Or go chasing discomfort when you don't need to."

[neverquitedies]

He considered that for a moment- Yuca had always been one to just give in and die when there was no other alternative. It wasn't like he wouldn't come back, wouldn't just breathe again a few years later. But Kurotsuchi was right in a way- if he didn't have to, why bother? Besides which, from monitoring the network, it seemed that death was more fleeting than ever here.

Slowly, Yuca starts moving to the stairs too, lowering his eyes.

"It just feels so useless, staying here."