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Post by Izaya Orihara on Sept 4, 2012 1:39:01 GMT -5
It was simply Izaya, standing there, not in the form she might recognize him but his preferred human skin, the shadows behind him waving and writhing like they were part of him, attached to him, and they were - but Namine wouldn't know that.
"I have to speak with him," he said quietly. "I've come to collect an old debt."
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Sept 4, 2012 1:41:05 GMT -5
My glare intensifies, "I repeat, he is resting... Now leave. You can collect it when he's more steady on his feet."
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Sept 4, 2012 1:48:11 GMT -5
THat.... voice.... "Namine," I said, getting up, wiping the tearstains off of my face, "who is it?" I came to the door. It was Izaya. His eyes met mine, and they flashed red. His smile became a smirking, evil grin, and I knew, in that moment, that he knew. He knew what Namine and I had seen, somehow, and as those eyes bored into me, I felt it rise to the surface again. --- "Please! Please, I'll do anything, just save him!"
"Anything...?"
The impression of a smile.
Mommy's arms around me, no, please don't take Mommy away! Please!
but how do you...
"That's a dangerous promise, to one such as I..."
But Neku.... don't you remember...? ---------------- I screamed as that headache, the one that split my mind, acted like an axe chopping down into my brain. The memory flooded my skull, more of it, I could see it clearly, feel the rain on my skin and the pain as the third bullet passed through my mother's shoulder and tore into mine.... God, I hoped Namine wasn't feeling this, too! |
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Post by Izaya Orihara on Sept 4, 2012 1:51:07 GMT -5
He stepped in past Namine before she could react, his superhuman speed allowing him to catch Neku before his legs lost their ability to hold his weight.
"It seems," he murmured to himself, "that he's progressing faster than I'd expected... all the cards are in a row, all the pieces in their place." He shoved Neku onto the couch. "I told you I'd come to collect an old debt, and I meant it. Old enough to start going stale..."
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Sept 4, 2012 1:56:09 GMT -5
My eyes widen and I turn to them, "Wha... What did you..." By some twist in fate I can only feel an echo of what I am sure Neku is feeling. Shutting the door softly I quickly move over to them, worried. "What debt? What is going on?" I keep my voice low and even, trying to contain my panic, can't hurt Neku anymore than he is right now.
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Sept 4, 2012 2:13:09 GMT -5
I could barely hear Namine, but Izaya's words came through loud and clear.
"A debt which is owed me by someone no longer alive, to keep a certain someone safe," he said, and then his hand was cupping my chin, and my eyes were forced to meet his again.
The pain doubled, tripled, quadrupled; it felt like those eyes were daggers, stabbing directly into my soul.
"Unfortunately," he murmured, "I can't collect that debt right now. You need all your strength and your whole focus to fix this mess in DC, whatever it is..."
The pain multiplied again. His eyes were glowing, and I could almost make out a form in the shadows.... an almost familiar form...
I felt and heard a... a kind of sound that was also a feeling, deep in my mind. I caught a glimpse of a sea of green energy; then that sound,the sound of crystal growing, stretching across a gap and a chasm, restraining that green fire.
A glass thread.
"You...?!" I asked, but the glow in his eyes kept it at a whisper. He grinned.
The thread snapped into place with another sound-feeling; his eyes stopped glowing. The pain stopped abruptly. Unknown to me, my still-green eyes snapped back to blue. The voice that was mine, but wasn't, had receded from my thought processes.
Izaya dropped my head and turned away. I looked at his back incredulously.
"What the hell did you just do to me?!?!"
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Sept 4, 2012 2:18:45 GMT -5
I had almost shove Izaya away, almost, but something... Tells me... To back off... This is...
Demon business!
"YES! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST DO?!?!?!"
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Post by Izaya Orihara on Sept 4, 2012 2:30:15 GMT -5
He laughed, a knowing laugh. "Oh, just patched up a few holes," he said, his voice silky smooth with a dark undertone. It wasn't evil exactly... just the tone of a man who knew he held all the cards. "It should hold a while longer.... just... try not to break this one, hmmm? At least until you get back." He glanced over his shoulder. "We don't want any... unfortunate accidents while you're meeting the bigwigs, do we?" He laughed again.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Sept 4, 2012 2:33:45 GMT -5
Growling I just go to the door and throw it open, "Just get out before I throw you out, alright?"
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Post by Izaya Orihara on Sept 4, 2012 2:40:14 GMT -5
He laughed again, a more humorous sound, and held up his hands in front of him. "Whoah, whoah, no need to be incited to violence, Miss LeBeau," he said, laughing some more as he spun on one heel and skipped two steps towards the door. "I've done what I came to do. Have fun in DC!" he said, waving over his shoulder as he walked out the door. Then he spun around, 'bowing' low as he called out, mouth cupped between his hands.
"And congratulations to the two of you!" He straightened. "I don't expect to be invited, of course, but I hope you'll have some fuuuun together for me!" His grin was the soul of childish mischief. "I'll probably see you there anywayyyyy!" He waved vigorously, then vanished into the night, just before a tendril of shadow seeped into the house and shut the door, then withdrew back into the night.
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Sept 4, 2012 2:45:53 GMT -5
"....!!!"
I slam a fist onto the wall before letting out a frustrated growl. Then turn on my heel, "You are, under NO CIRCUMSTANCES, going to see HIM alone!"
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Sept 4, 2012 3:06:22 GMT -5
I shook my head. "I'd rather go see him alone than get you involved with him," I told her, then sighed. "But, I don't really care about that right now. Right now, what matters is what the hell he just did to me?! And... what he's got to do with those.... glass threads..."
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Sept 4, 2012 3:08:15 GMT -5
I just glare, "I will be going with you and dammit, Neku Sakuraba, stop being so dense!"
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Post by Neku Sakuraba on Sept 4, 2012 3:21:41 GMT -5
"Dense about WHAT?!" I yelled, coming up to my feet. Fear. I was afraid. I turned to that other side of me for comfort, but I couldn't find it; it was sealed away again, back behind that black abyss, and I couldn't help but have to suppress a shiver as I realized how much I'd come to rely on it being there, no matter how much I hated it.
"The biggest jackass enigma in this city," my city, but I couldn't get the right emphasis behind the words anymore, "waltzes into my hous and... and... plays around inside my head and when I wonder how the hell he knows so much about me, you tell me I'm being dense?"
There was an edge of panic in my voice, more than anger. I knew I shouldn't be taking it out on Namine, but there was nothing else to do. I reached for that rage, that anger, and found those glass threads again. I could tell, now, exactly where they were in my mind, knew they weren't supposed to be there. Behind them, something was seething, ready to get out - and that... didn't scare me anymore.
It scared me, because it didn't scare me...
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Post by Namine Joy LeBeau on Sept 4, 2012 3:24:39 GMT -5
"Yes! You're being dense!" I shout and kick back against the wall, huffing. "THE ANSWERS ARE RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR FACE! AND WHAT DO YOU DO?! YOU JUST QUESTION IT!!" I can feel his need and the need for anger, I'm going to fuel it with my own...
Anything to make him feel safe again...
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