9th Sweep [backdated to thursday]

[mokorilove]

[So Ryo's in a bit of trouble-yes, he's been affected by this horrible hallucinogenic gas, and he's definitely not in his right mind.

You'd like it if he were perving on inanimate objects, or dudes, right? But alas, there's little humor in this situation.

He's flashing back to some pretty unsavory moments in his life; he sees jungles and enemies,

Comments

D - he can hurt her, no death please ;u; also i am sleeping now, will pick up in the morning!

[lotuslife]

[So, by now, Vietnam's own hallucinogenic gas has worn off, or this situation would be impossibly more hideous.

Her first thought upon feeling the cold blade pressed against her neck is anger at herself for not sensing the assailant sooner. But it's been a strange 24 hours, and so all she does is stand perfectly still while she tries to figure out what to do. At the very least, she isn't panicking- she's been in this exact situation before.

She speaks directly ahead of herself, making no attempt to turn her head to see who it is.]

Who are you?

Aaaah, Ryo will feel horrible for anything in these threads ;;

[mokorilove]

[His eyes are glossed over and he doesn't budge an inch. His breathing is even and his hand is so steady that it seems frozen in time... already had a good 10 years to master his fears or uncertainties, and while he was not as skilled as he is now, he can hardly be scared of all he's known in life.]

You speak English-that's interesting. But I think I'll be asking who you are: Fuerzas Armadas Rebeldes? Or a different brand of insurgent?

[Ryo isn't Guatemalan, but he thinks he's there, of course. Thinks he's back in Central America, passing through the Mayan Highlands, taking part in the usual bloodshed. Right now, he sees a man dressed with a gun, without any sign of military insignia...

A friend? Possibly. Maybe...]

;u; it's okayyy!

[lotuslife]

[She frowns. That's a strange question. And that voice- it's so familiar...]

Neither.

Identify yourself.

:')

[mokkori_love]

[He clenches his teeth faintly at the answer. So they were going to be difficult. Wonderful-and this question certainly was one that he couldn't entirely answer. Afterall, he had both many names and no name at all...]

Anónimo.

You don't have accent, either. Where are you from, and why are you here?

[He presses the knife, but it's not wound-inflicting. There was, in his mind, a small village 100 paces west, and he had to ensure no military stumbled across it. There were good men there, insurgents, that would be killed along with innocent people.]

B

[hop_toit_udonge]

-The bullet actually does manage to make a small cut in her ear... You have picked the worst time to fuck with her, Ryo.-

... You've grown bolder.

Re: B

[mokorilove]

[Heeeyheyhey, he can't help it. >:T

He sits in nearby brush behind her, eyes narrowed, as silent as death. Waiting. The man (or so she looks, in his mind) appears to be brandishing a military uniform. And at his 'age', he's not quite willing to help out any soldiers for any stupid government. >:P

At any rate, he's waiting and watching, seeing what she plans to do.]

[hop_toit_udonge]

You can come out, you know. I already know you're there.

[mokkori_love]

[Huh, he was good. The voice was free of an accent, so he doubted it was Herrara or Reckholder, and those were the only two soldiers he knew of thus far that could read the area so well.

He stood and sidestepped, gun aimed.]

Not bad.

Who are you, and why are you here?

A- He can hurt her, but no killing please~

[evers_hacker]

[Being held at gunpoint was something April was rather used to, which is why she's perfectly calm and keeps her eyes focused straight ahead.]

Who are you?

Got it! ^^

[mokori_love]

[He presses the gun into her spine, just a little. Of course, he doesn't notice that drones are casually walking by, in his hallucinations. He can only see jungle and her...]

Why are you here?

You shouldn't be here.

[He sees a disheveled woman with a knife in her hands, before him. While he was softer to women, he'd learned not to trust them on the battlefield. He had a nice scar across the ribcage from a bullet, for that mistake.]

[evers_hacker]

[Wait a sec, she recognizes that voice...]

...Ryo? What's going on? [She's more tempted to ask why the hell he has a gun aimed at her spine though.]

[mokori_love]

[He blinks, but doesn't change stance.]

A mistake in identity, lo siento. Drop the knife.

C- Fine with hurting; How long does someone stay dead in Mayfield?

[insectoidalien]

[Goddammit, this shit is why Tak doesn't like being in this house.

As quietly as she can, she retrieves a kitchen knife from a drawer.]

Re: C- 24 hours! ^^

[mokori_love]

[Nice try, but he's already turned on his knee and aiming his Colt Python at Tak; he has a bandage wrapped on his wrist, and looks rather neutral in expression.]

No te mueves-Suelta tu arma.

Death is fine then!

[insectoidalien]

[Well, dang. She stays still, but doesn't drop the knife]

Explain what you are doing here, or had better hope you are VERY good with that thing.

And try to answer in not whatever language you just used, because I have no clue what you just said.

[mokkori_love]

[He tilts his head just a little. He sees before him a man in a uniform. And what a short man he is; but he didn't seem armed... He kept it aimed, squinting an eye.]

I was injured and just needed a few supplies. I'll be gone in a few moments, if you'll let me.

[A pause.]

Where did you learn such fluent English?

D roughing up is ok but no serious injuries? ;o;

[bluecapboy]

[Congrats, you caught one Luke Triton, who is still under the effects of the gas.]

D-Don Paolo! I should have known it was you!

Got it! Though Luke might be lucky this time. XD

[mokkori_love]

[Ryo blinks-this is just a dirty little kid. Probably some little guy who wandered into the jungle? He couldn't have been any older than him... Huh. He draws away the knife, but keeps him in a hold. Never know if the enemy sent a kid in to do their dirty work.]

My name isn't Don Paolo. Como te-what is your name, kid??

[Seriously, what is with all this perfect English? :T]