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Jun 04, 2011 00:20

ACTION | PARK | BACKDATED TO JUNE 3, LATE AFTERNOON & EVENING | LOCKED TO weaponsparked

[ despite all the fuss and chaos that spilled over the city -- plenty of killing and fighting going around, apparently -- the quiet areas of the park were still seki's sanctuary. he never really broke his habit of visiting the park during the afternoons and evenings, dozing ( Read more... )

!event: census, !event, R: sideswipe, !ic

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weaponsparked June 4 2011, 05:19:19 UTC
[He doesn't want to do it. He said he would never do it.]

[But he believes they've already engraved the sigil into his skin, already recolored his eyes. What else can he do? He has to protect Jolt. At all costs -- they can't hurt him, no matter what they force him to do.]

[One of his arms is in a sling, but he's still carrying the knife. He doesn't really expect to run into anyone, least of all his assigned target. So... when he does stumble across him, Sideswipe just stands there, staring.]

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desolavi June 4 2011, 05:34:59 UTC
[ ah. there's some guy staring at him.

seki notices only after a few moments that some guy with a broken arm (?) is staring at him from a short distance away. he doesn't say anything at first. maybe it's just some do-gooder who's gonna tell him he should be safe at home.

eventually, though, he looks over to study the guy for a bit and quietly deadpans, ] ... that's kinda creepy. If you have something to say you should go ahead and say it.

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weaponsparked June 4 2011, 05:38:16 UTC
[He can't bring himself to answer right away. His chest feels tight. Like something big and heavy is trying to crush it. He swallows.]

[And then steps forward.]

[When he speaks, his words are flat, hollow. They match his expression.]

I'm sorry... I have to... I need to kill you. I'm sorry.

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desolavi June 4 2011, 05:43:16 UTC
[ ... ah. that makes sense. seki just stares flatly as this guy forces the words out. and when the guy's done, he just quietly gets to his feet, pulls stupid paring knife out of his pocket and holds it loosely at his side. ]

Okay. I was wondering when someone would come for me.

[ a small sigh before he stands in a vague imitation of a sparring position. he has no idea what to do with this stupid knife, to be honest. ]

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