Thursday, November 4, 2004

Unmasked part 4 9:06 am, Nov. 1st (Makoto’s room) M: Zzzzz... A: Zzz. Mmm. (wakes up, opens her eyes and sees something on the futon next to her) AAAH!! J: AAAH! A: Justin! How dare you! J: Aisha, I can explain! M: Justin-san! (runs over and glomps Justin) J: OOF! M: I never thought I’d be so glad to see you. J: Well, I’m glad somebody is. Wait. What? Why are you so glad to see me? M: We were attacked last night! J: You were what?! Oh, some kids tried to egg and TP the house last night, right? M: No! Something broke into the house. J: Something? You mean like an animal? A: What do you think? (points at the clawmarks on the walls) J: Holy shnikes! (gets up and examines the marks) Oh my gosh. A: That’s not all it did. (the dojo) J: What the frak! It broke down the door? What was it? Like a bear or something? M: It almost killed Aisha! J: Now that’s impossible. Ctarl-ctarls are invulnerable. A: Actually... (lifts up her shirt and shows her bandaged side) J: Oh my god. Are you alright? (reaches out to hold her) A: (steps back) I’m fine. J: .....Well, what did it look like? M: A monster! Ugly! Big ugly monster! A: It had dark fur and two big spikes coming out of its back. Its weapons were very unusual. A long spike came out of each hand right here (points between her middle and ring finger) and it used them like daggers. It was...OH! (falls down) J: Aisha! (kneels down, tries to help her up) A: Get off of me! J: You used your beast strength last night, didn’t you? You haven’t eaten anything since then. That’s why you’re so exhausted. C’mon, let’s get you to the kitchen. (tries to help her up again) A: Don’t you dare touch me! (tries to swat his hand off but she’s too weak) J: *deep breath* Aisha... about last night... A: (looks away) I don’t want to talk about it. J: (turns her head towards him) Well I do! I’m sorry. A: Nya? J: From the bottom of my heart, I am eternally sorry. I don’t know what possessed me. I didn’t mean to say those things, I didn’t mean to do what I almost did, I... (eyes start to moisten) I would never do anything to hurt you, Aisha. A: ........ J: I’m sorry. I know you’ll never be able to forgive me, and I can understand that. And I know that you probably want to leave and never see my face again, and I can understand that too. A: ......I’m not leaving. J: What? A: It’s not what you think. This house is currently under threat. And I see it as my duty to stay here until we get to the bottom of this. J: OK. (kitchen) M: So Justin-san, where were you last night? J: ......Praying. M: All night? J: Deep thought and meditation, mostly. I just... needed to conquer some inner demons. M: Did you? J: ......I think so. (nods) Still, that wound the monster gave Aisha is beginning to mend. But the wound between me and her... M: Hey, it’ll be OK. J: I wish I had your confidence. M: So... what do we do if that thing comes back? J: Well, first we need to know what we’re up against. That creature doesn’t sound like anything natural. M: Most monsters aren’t. J: Hmm. Made any “good friends” out in space, Aisha? A: Plenty. But I’ve never fought anything like that before. If I had, I would’ve killed it. J: Hmm. Anybody got anything against you, Makoto? M: Just you. J: (jokingly) I wouldn’t send a monster. I’d come after you myself. M: -_-\/ Thanks. J: So I guess that leaves me. What’s anybody got against me? I don’t have any enemies. M: Except for DBZ fans. J: Nah. This isn’t their style. They’d send some bozo with a visor to my house. And then they’d stand on my lawn taunting me until I came out. Kind of like a bad salesman. A: Could we be serious about this, please? J: Right. Well, who’d have anything against me? Hardly anybody in the Anime Universe knows I exist. M: Well, let’s think about who DOES know you’re here. There’s the Masaki Clan, Link, Samus... J: I don’t think the space pirates would have anything against me. M: ...and then there’s... who’s that girl you had over? You know, the psychic with the coffee? J: Yuki? No, I don’t think that... wait a sec. M: What? A: Nya? J: Yuki’s a member of the AMP. The AMP fight the Lucifer Hawk. You could have been attacked by an L-Hawk! A: Is that what the Lucifer Hawk look like? J: L-Hawk have many forms. M: Why would an L-Hawk want to attack you? J: I don’t know but it’s the most logical connection. Hmm. Ozz, fire up the browser. We’re going to call in the professionals. M: (chibi-eyed) Inuyasha?! J: Pfft! Please! Puppy-boy’s got more than enough publicity. I’m talking about the AMP: Attacked Mystification Police. Specialization in the paranormal and inter-dimentional attacks.

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