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starlogs2017-03-20 07:08 pm
eyeforaneye) wrote in starlogs2017-03-20 07:08 pm
just a bunch of victims
WHO: Sasuke (eyeforaneye), Eichi (finethanks), Suigetsu (liquidate), and Victor (genice)
WHERE: Room 309
WHEN: March 20th
WHAT: Eichi is cornered for information by Sasuke, an event interrupted by Victor for completely unrelated reasons.
WARNINGS: Forcible usage of mind powers.
[ It’s been an hour now since he invited Eichi to his room, expecting little resistance and not encountering any. No, it’d been a quick acceptance of his offer and far too few questions; is he always this trusting or simply that lonely? Asking himself the question is counterproductive and Sasuke casts a last glance down at his communicator as he waits. Should be any minute now… and the texts from Sombra stand out starkly against the screen.
Best to get to the bottom of this quickly, just in case.
He stands when he hears a quiet knock, struggling to picture a particularly frail idol as any kind of traitorous mastermind but he’s dealt with stranger threats than that. Still, it’s even harder to imagine when he slaps the button to open the automatic door and is faced with him. ]
So you’re here. [ He steps back to allow him room to move inside an altogether barren room; the extent of his personalizing of the space is a chokuto leaning against one corner and a scant few daggers littering the desk. ] Close the door behind you.
eyeforaneye), Eichi (finethanks), Suigetsu (liquidate), and Victor (genice)WHERE: Room 309
WHEN: March 20th
WHAT: Eichi is cornered for information by Sasuke, an event interrupted by Victor for completely unrelated reasons.
WARNINGS: Forcible usage of mind powers.
[ It’s been an hour now since he invited Eichi to his room, expecting little resistance and not encountering any. No, it’d been a quick acceptance of his offer and far too few questions; is he always this trusting or simply that lonely? Asking himself the question is counterproductive and Sasuke casts a last glance down at his communicator as he waits. Should be any minute now… and the texts from Sombra stand out starkly against the screen.
Best to get to the bottom of this quickly, just in case.
He stands when he hears a quiet knock, struggling to picture a particularly frail idol as any kind of traitorous mastermind but he’s dealt with stranger threats than that. Still, it’s even harder to imagine when he slaps the button to open the automatic door and is faced with him. ]
So you’re here. [ He steps back to allow him room to move inside an altogether barren room; the extent of his personalizing of the space is a chokuto leaning against one corner and a scant few daggers littering the desk. ] Close the door behind you.
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I suppose I'll have to handle this more directly after all.
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[He places a hand over his own chest, smile dimming a little. Hm, yes, that was a rough time.] How do you plan on handling it "more directly," though, Sasuke?
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Too bad. It would've been better to avoid this. [ They're the last words that Eichi will be conscious of as dark tomoe start to spiral dizzyingly in those vibrant irises, the room seeming to dim in a slow fade to nothingness while a buzz settles at the base of Eichi's skull. There's no pain, at least; Sasuke's not quite that needlessly sadistic. What he is is curious, delving deep into memories that he accesses through just that second of eye contact, too distracted by them to catch the idol when he undoubtedly slumps down onto the floor.
He's only seen the Fek in passing so this is his first in-depth introduction... and he can't say that they seem like fearsome predators behind any recent attacks either. Eichi's declining health stands out more than any nonexistent threats, something that causes him to feel a twinge of guilt only in conjunction with the sight of him lying on the floor and of course the realization that there definitely isn't any plot here to speak of.
Well. He promised to confirm it either way, and he's definitely done that.
Sasuke takes a moment to get his bearings before allowing himself a sigh in the privacy of his room, staring at that body as if deciding what to do with it. Leaving him on the floor won't help. He could at least put him on the bed, a thought that leads to him bending over to grab the back of his shirt, no doubt ripping a stitch or two as he effortlessly hefts him right up onto his shoulder. ]
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Which is why Victor has run back to the teleporter, gotten back on ship, and sprinted his way through the emergency lights and the working crews and the cursing civilians he passes to get to the residential levels, slamming his hand down on the doorpad to Sasuke's room without bothering to knock. If he's not here, he wants to know sooner, not later.
Thus it comes to pass that an artfully disheveled, entirely unfairly still attractive 28 year old man named Victor Nikiforov strides into Sasuke's bunk, panting with exertion, eyes bright and attention laser focused, his dog trailing in after, whining low in his throat. Victor and Makkachin both come to an abrupt stop; Makkachin looks up at Victor, then to Eichi, then to Sasuke.
He knows both young men. His tail wags in distress and he starts forward.
Victor, very well fed up with today already, stares at the ending movement of Sasuke hauling Eichi onto his shoulder and holds out a hand. )
Okay. Wow. Sasuke, would it kill you to answer your comm? ( It's right there. BLINKING. WITH MANY MESSAGES. ) Please carry Eichi properly and explain what he's doing in your room passed out and why the hell someone who moves like you do wearing a mask and sandals just kidnapped my fiance.
( He doesn't even smile. He's distressed, angry, and close to crying, he's that fucking mad. )
We need to find him. Is there a ninja art for that? ( Looking at Eichi: ) Have you contacted Dorothy or Leonard for him yet? God, what else can go wrong today...
( You and several you care about could be accused of being accessories to murder. That sure could happen. )
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... who are Dorothy and Leonard? [ First off. ] Address one issue at a time, and do it in order of importance. Eichi is fine, so it's better to focus on your fiancé. [ This is happening fast enough that he doesn't really have time to note the fact that he'd said "fiancé" and then used a male pronoun, something he hasn't exactly personally encountered yet. ]
Explain in detail what happened.
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just thinking about them makes him want to extend an invitation to the definitely-not-busy-kidnapping-people sasuke... and that's exactly when suigetsu skids into view, with a very from-the-gut shout.)
Sasuke's baaack—! (arm raised, mouth open, head... tilting...) Ah?
(staring at sasuke for a very long moment, then to the unconscious eichi draped over his shoulder for another, then to victor who looks like he hasn't had a moment's peace all day. then, finally, down to makkachin who is wiggling nervously behind his person's leg. just what the hell's been going on here? why doesn't anyone tell him these things?
absolutely no one told him that the dog was here.)
Ohhh, lucky, it's Makkachaaan! (ignoring literally everything else, crouching down to fluff the pooch's ears.) Did you get a haircut? What a handsome boy.
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a weird part of his day, but at least someone's taking care of Makkachin. Victor's still tired, stressed, and he's not all that happy, but he can prioritise.
which means he turns to look at Suigetsu first. )
Suigetsu, can you watch Makkachin? He's been running hard and he's an older dog.
( Victor needs one less thing to worry about, and Suigetsu loves his dog. who can't love Makkachin? well, other people, but Suigetsu does, and that makes him better people than those who don't. Makkachin licks Suigetsu's arms, his face if he can, anything in reach; he's taking in the affection and trying to make things better in his own canine way.
Victor faces Sasuke once more. )
Dorothy is a nurse, Leonard is a doctor. Actually... Suigetsu, will you text Dorothy? Dorothy Gale. I can give you her network ID. She knows Eichi's condition, she can check in on him.
( he's settling affairs because this is what allows him to turn back to Sasuke and answer the real question: )
A man found us on a quieter street. It was as if he stepped out of the shadows. That was on purpose, definitely, I recognise showmanship when I see it, but he asked for Yuuri by name, saying he wanted some of his time. That he wanted him to come with him.
( he frowns, lips pressed into a thin line before he speaks again. )
He wore a ridiculous mask, something like an oni with a local twist. More alien? It made guessing his height difficult, but he was... hmm, not much taller than me. Loose clothes. Black pants, black shirt, black cloak, sandals.
( Edgelord Material.
Except for the sandals.
(At least he hadn't been wearing socks with them.) )
We ran. He caught up with us. By leaping off a roof.
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There. Settled. Now Sasuke's free to look back again, those words twisting his expression into something less neutral and more openly displeased. ]
I can already guess who it was that you encountered by that alone. [ What a fucking headache, but one that was bound to occur sooner rather than later. When he next speaks his voice has shifted into something even deeper, morphed to match the false one Obito was so fond of using during his deceptions. ]
Is this what he sounded like?
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(dorothy sounds like a girl.
why does he need to text a girl? eichi's condition? ah, the one slung over sasuke's shoulder who stabbed his hand with a fork in acedia, he remembers. the weak one, with a frail body, and very dubious way of speaking. just why are they all together in his teammate's room anyway, all alone and frazzled like this? there's something going on, but suigetsu doesn't care to know or get involved — too much trouble for him in the long run.)
Eeehh.
(so, in the end, the swordsman nods dumbly at the request with a firm pat to makkachin's back (there, there). orders always were something to bitch about and eventually follow anyway.)
I guess so, since he says his heart could explode and it looks like Sasuke's wrapped up in this now. Is she going to blame me for it? (then, a look to sasuke.) Obito's voice doesn't suit you at all, what's he done now? To Eichi, of all unnecessary people...
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Yes —
( he'd stated with a cutting tone, followed so swiftly with: )
Obito. Then you both know him.
( that's enough. it's a sickening sort of frustration that he swallows and lets ride through him, an electric shock of unsettled unhappiness that radiates along his nervous system. Victor's exhausted, really, but he's wired up and focused; his eyes flash, cold, fists clenching at his sides.
and he looks so desperately, desperately hurt when he says: )
Obito's kidnapped my fiance, and you'll help me get him back, please. Before anything else happens.
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... I understand. [ Certainly when faced with an expression like that, one that highlights Victor's determination. Besides, though he doesn't want to admit it and volunteer himself for any judgment down the line, he feels responsible for any upsets that Obito might cause. Asking someone else to deal with him is expecting too much; this is his family, in the end. ]
Suigetsu, monitor Eichi. He's unharmed and calm, but when he wakes you can discuss contacting that woman for him. I'll leave that to you.
In what district did this happen?
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Hah?
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(but there's a tone in his voice that suggests he's already accepted the duty almost automatically, eyes finding eichi's prone form with a wrinkle of his nose. just why the hell is he here, if he's not wrapped up in this mess directly? did he come to visit sasuke?
well, whatever. maybe when they're alone together, he can ask him a few questions.)
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Wait, Yuuri is your fiancé? (flatlines for about two seconds, before he's managed to form a thought.) Well, I hope he's not dead already. He's nice, Sasuke, he gave me universe books. I can lend them to you later, when you're done with Obito.
(finally approaching his teammate with a notable drag of his feet, makkachin's nose bumping into the backs of his legs when he stills, deciding how exactly to go about babysitting this proverbial rag doll. with sasuke no doubt leaving to take care of obito in his own way, which will most certainly end in two uchiha duking it out over nothing, suigetsu decides immediately that this is the lesser of two evils — therefore, he's more than happy to help out in a way that doesn't get him gelatinized or mentally bent over.
now that that's straightened out...)
Ahhh, I've got a headache already. (hands finding eichi's waist, easily pulling him off of sasuke in order to deposit him on the bed with an "accidental" drop of his frail body.) Oops, he's heavier than I thought...
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continued here! )