A Different Place - 13 Hungry Youkai !GGKI3UTr5s 2008/11/06 (Thu) 17:10 No. 66489 ▼
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"One last chance Yuka." Renko says. "Just drop it, this doesn't have to happen.
Her entire body is tensed, ready. You can see it in the way she's standing, her footing and stance have been changing as she speaks, little by little, so slowly that you only notice it because you literally can't focus on anything else. Your mouth is dry, sweat is rolling down your back as the adrenaline and fear mounts. Renko can't stand up to Yuka! It's impossible! Yuka stopped a train with her bare hands, Renko's going to die! She's going to get killed and then it'll be just you and Yuka and oh god oh god oh god-
No! You want to scream, pound on Renko's back or grab her and run, but you can't move, you just can't. You're like a mouse, watching from the ground as a pair of hawks fight over who gets to eat you.
Yuka just grins back at Renko, flicking her hair out of her eyes with a twist of her head.
"You're offering me a fight, how can I refuse~?" Yuka shrugs.
Renko says nothing.
"Oh come on!" Yuka says. "Make this interesting, at the very least!" She shakes her head and tuts at Renko, almost laughing.
"Fuck you." Renko mutters. She still hasn't shown Yuka her knife.
"I know!" Yuka says, suddenly putting her hands together. "How about, I don't blast you into oblivion where you stand, if you don't use your outsider technology to put holes in me?" Yuka smiles sweetly and flutters her eyelashes. The effect is sickening. Your stomach hardens into a ball of terror as she speaks, but you still can't move, you should run, you should run now, get away, to Ran, find Orin and Utsuho, the foxes, anything, anything at all.
Renko just nods, once. "Get on with it."
Yuka grins and picks up her feet, from standing to a sprint in the blink of an eye. You scream and flinch, half-ducking behind the tree-trunk. Renko doesn't move, waiting for Yuka to reach her.
"Come on! Move!" Yuka shouts as she slams her fist into the space where Renko's face was moment's earlier. You blink as Renko moves again, twisting herself out of the way of Yuka's fingers, slicing through the air like razor blades. Yuka frowns as Renko moves her arms, the red patterning on her sleeves confusing Yuka's eyes as much as it did yours.
"Hit me already!" Yuka screams as Renko just steps out of the way again. You catch a glimpse of Renko's face. She's breathing too fast, sweat beading on her forehead, concentrating so hard she looks like she's about to drop. The way she moves, quick darting little jerks of her body, eyes watching for Yuka's hands and then shifting herself again. You've ... you've seen that ... what's she-
Renko miscalculates, not moving in time. She's forced to bring up her arm to block Yuka's fist. You wince as you hear something snap, see Renko tumble to the ground with the sheer force of Yuka's blow.
"Heh." Yuka pauses for a second, cracking her knuckles. "You are fast, aren't you? I haven't seen that in a long time." Yuka licks her lips as Renko backs up, climbing to her feet, never once taking her eyes off Yuka.
"Who did it?" Yuka asks, sounding genuinely curious.
Renko doesn't reply.
"Oh come on! You're about to die, you can at least tell me that!"
"Now I know how you move." Renko says, finally moving her hand out from inside the sleeve, holding the knife back-handed. Her other arm hangs at her side, limp, the sleeve stained red.
"What?" Yuka frowns.
Renko grins. It's the first expression you've seen her make while fighting Yuka.
She jumps forward, ducking under Yuka's hands and slamming her blade into Yuka's side, slipping it between the ribs. She spins on the spot, twisting the blade as she yanks it back out. Yuka screams with rage and swipes at the empty air. Renko is already behind her, she brings her arm down-
And Yuka kicks her in the side, sending Renko sprawling again.
"Know how I move?!" Yuka shouts down at her. "What the fuck are you?!"
Renko doesn't say anything, hopping her her feet even as she spits out a mouthful of blood.
She grins again.
Renko launches herself at Yuka, stabbing and twisting out of the way in front of Yuka's hands. She opens red gashes on both of Yuka's arms, jams the blade into her neck, cuts a chunk form her shoulders and finally lands a blow on Yuka's stomach, ramming the blade right to the hilt before Yuka's fist crashes into Renko's ribcage, sending her to the dirt again.
"You can't beat me with a fucking knife." Yuka says, face utterly devoid of amusement. "I thought you were going to be a proper fight. Not this-"
Renko manages to get to her feet again, hopping backwards, coughing up more blood.
"How are you still standing?" Yuka cocks her head at Renko and puts her hands on her hips.
Renko's eyes flick to you.
"Ah." Yuka grins. "I thought so. Didn't think you could operate without one."
Yuka turns to look at you. "So, what do I do to beat you, Renko? Rape her? Make her mine? Break her? How does this even work?"
"Fuck you." Renko mutters, bringing her blade up and leaping at Yuka again.
Renko is slower this time.
[ ] Run! Get Ran!
[ ] You can do something, right? You can ... you can help her, you can help Renko ... make a, make ga-, make a gap.
[ ] Renko's going to protect you. That's her purpose, she's going to protect you. She wouldn't throw herself away in front of Yuka. Trust her.