Friday, April 8, 2005

   Thanks
I’d like to thank you for your positive feedback on episode 1. I think I made a mistake in introducing it. When I said characters from three animes I meant eventually. Other then some goons, the first sequence only had two characters. But anyway, here for your enjoyment or distain, is the next scene.

Lost and Found

Episode 2
*the blonde’s perspective*
I am floating in darkness. I feel nothing except the same ach between my ribs, it never stops. I’m rising now; I feel other pains, different kinds of pains, physical pains. After I feel the pain I begin to feel the parts of my body which hurt. There’s a tear in my gut, the back of my neck has been sliced into, I have a number of other cuts, and if that isn’t a cracked rib then it’s a good imitation. My military training goes into automatic; I reach to stop the bleeding in my side and…and feel a bandage. A quick check of my other wounds shows that they have all received similar care and that there is a splint on my ribs. This contingency wasn’t part of the training so I wait for my mind to wakeup. I open my eyes and see a ceiling. I look down and I see that I’m lying on a bed under a blanket in a dark room. I reach for my gun only to find that it’s no longer there. I stop and try to begin to put together what I remember. I had just got to a city I had never seen before…a living city. I was attacked by a dozen men and then…then…just then a door opens and the light from the other side blinds me. As my eyes adjust, I see the outline of a man. Then I see his red hair. “…Yuji?” my own voice startles me. “I’m sorry, but no.” a strange voice says. “My name is Suichichi and you’re in my apartment.” “Where’s my gun?” I snap. He walks over to a dresser, “It’s right here.” he says walking toward me. He drops it on the bed and steps back. I check the clip then slip it back in and train it on the man. I try to sit up only to collapse backward in pain. “Careful,” he says in a concerned voice, “those injuries will take time to heal.” “How did I get here?” I ask, relaxing my grip on the pistol. “You were attacked by a group of thugs called Rats.” he says. “I saved you, took you to my home, treated your injuries, and then gave you your gun knowing full well that you would point it at me. If after all that you can’t feel any trust toward me then maybe I wasted my time.” I lower my gun, but keep my hand on it all the same. “I can give you something for the pain.” he offers. “I don’t need any drugs.” I reply. “Then what do you need?” he asks. I tell him, "Six hours sleep and then something to eat.” “Of course,” he says, “but might I ask your name?” “Marlene…

*Suichichi’s perspective*
I walk out of the bedroom and see my roommate sitting on the sofa; she gives me an inquisitive look. “She will be fine.” I say. By the way my companion cocks her head her question is obvious. “Her injuries will take at least three days to heal, probably longer and I intend to let her stay here until then.” She shifts her position. “Well, I can sleep on the couch,” I say, “and you will sleep wherever you want to. You always do.” She fixes me with a cold stare. “Please, not another lecture.” I say. “I know that we have work to do.” My partner looks at me accusingly. “How could I like her more than I like you?” I ask. “I only just met her. When was the last time I told you that you are as possessive as you are beautiful?” I ask stroking her head. “It will only be for a week Kirara, I promise.” She raises her chin and lets me stroke her neck while telling me that she doesn’t know why she puts up with me, but she’ll let me have my way, this time…

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