knightspirit: (observation)
♞ tsurugi kyousuke ([personal profile] knightspirit) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2012-06-23 10:57 pm
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Night 64: Recreational Field

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As Kyousuke pushed open the door, he was greeted by a gust of freezing air, but he pressed on out onto the field anyway. It was a misty night, so he couldn't see quite as far as normal, but he could at least make out the low walls that surrounded the area. He considered turning back for a moment, because it was a bit cold not to have a jacket, but ended up deciding against it. He'd had a lot worse, and being outside was progress. He couldn't think of anything useful he might find inside a building without any electricity, and the sooner he left, the better.

He slowly made his way around the wall, hoping for some kind of exit that had been obscured by the darkness and fog, but no luck. There were vines, though... That would be a lot faster than going back inside and searching for another way out. He pulled on them good and hard a few times, and they remained in place. It looked like they would hold his his weight... Good. Then all that was left was to follow the outside of walls until he found his way to the street, and he could figure out which way to go from there.
dividedby: (saw that coming a mile away)

[personal profile] dividedby 2012-06-27 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
So persistent... Weren't the shots enough of a warning? Was Zero going to have to do physical damage to these humans to get them to cooperate? From the way they were reacting, that seemed to be the case. He would prefer these two be returned to their proper place in as good of a condition as possible...

...However. Dr. Landel would certainly prefer prisoners who couldn't walk to no prisoners at all.

As he was considering this, he saw the flashlight coming almost too late to dodge it. His shots ceased so that he could throw up his arms to block it, and the primitive artifact bounced off his forearm, stinging a bit. That apparently was a signal for the kid to start running at him a second time. Hmph. The Reploid kept his arms up; he was going to learn his lesson this time around, being prepared for this little brat's 'attack'.

...Only, things this time were much different from before.

A black aura surrounded the boy as he charged, giving Zero a slight amount of pause. He'd seen Reploids have such an aura in combat, but a human? How could that be possible? There wasn't much time to ponder it, however, before the kid struck.

Oh, did the kid strike.

Struck hard enough to knock his sensors into momentary disorientation. Despite the fact that he'd actually tried to block the attack, Zero was thrown several feet backwards to end up lying motionless on the ground, face down. It was almost a miracle (or perhaps careful habit) that the Buster Shot didn't get thrown from his grasp, as well.

And, for the moment, he wasn't budging.
stop_the_rain: (aw fuck)

[personal profile] stop_the_rain 2012-07-01 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
...the fuck?

Murphy...wasn't entirely sure what he was seeing. Other than an opening to get the hell away, and at least Tsurugi had jumped on the 'get away' bandwagon. Without a second thought for his now-gone light, the ex-con charged for the door they'd exited through, looking to make sure the boy was actually getting out of there, too.

He'd ask him about the...doom glow when they were inside and away from Catbot.

He hit it hard and wrenched it open, adrenaline surging through his body. This wasn't right, this wasn't okay. That wasn't what he'd thought of when Harvey said 'monsters'. Monsters didn't talk and give orders and have fucking Captain Kirk guns.

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