thebastion | Pre-Day 61: pre-game threading

[Well if he's being honest, she doesn't see any reason not to be honest also.]

Just a handful of us right now. But people show up just like you did.

What are you, stupid?!

[Sorry, he just can't believe how stupid Rin was. The Skyway is terrifying, and getting separated from a group sounds like a REALLY bad idea. No wonder Rin almost got killed.

The rest of what he says isn't nearly as sharp as the beginning, though. It's more frustration speaking.]

Do you need a leash or something?

Yeah. I just showed up here five days ago, so people can come here at any time.

[The least he can do is try to make up for scaring Chrona right off the bat.]

There are lots of people.

The professor, Miss Marie, the little reaper, Black*Star.

[Maka.]

What?! No! I don't need a damn leash! It's easy to get lost out there, okay?!

[Wow Rin defensive much?

No she really is that dumb, Bon. You've got every right to be concerned.]

Uhm... well...

[Looking nervously at Bon now. They can't really make promise, not when they can't know for sure if they can keep them. But at the same time Crona looks like one of those emotionally fragile types and they can't afford to have people breaking down.]

Well you better not 'get lost' anymore, because it'll be a pain to go and chase you down.

[He wouldn't leave her out there by herself if she got lost, but he would yell at her for getting lost once he found her. Clearly they are good friends.]

[Bon glances over at Rin and shrugs. What can they say? Promises aren't a good idea, they can't guarantee that, but breaking Crona is a bad idea too.]

If they're out there, we'll find them and bring them back. We can tell that other guy about 'em too so he can look for them.

[He's forgetting Maka's name at the moment.]

Wh--? SHIT!

[They're being attacked. They're being attacked they're being attacked they're being attacked, why isn't Soul here?! Maka's battle instincts are nagging at him, but he can't do anything about it without Soul. And there's someone else to consider, too, this strange girl that was being pursued by the thing in the first place.

Act, don't think. Maka stands again once the axe makes its pass and bursts back into speed, towing the girl along with him by her wrist.]

What the hell is that thing, a golem?!

[They've got to get to the beacon. He's not sure why it's so compelling, but they absolutely must get to the beacon, weaving along the path to avoid the creature chasing them. Maybe some opportunity will open up to knock it down along the path.]

The professor has a big piece of metal in his head. Miss Marie has an eye patch. The little reaper has stripes on his hair. Black*Star is really loud.

There are other people. Lots of them.

[There are other people. Maka.]

[It's a decent compromise at least.]

... you mean Maka? Geez for some one with such a great memory you sure forget names easily enough.

[Best friends.]

Fine but the same goes for you, got it?!

[Yup. They're yelling again. Some of the other residents have just turned to snickering quietly amongst themselves. Obviously they're not going to tear each other apart so it's merely friendly rivalry worth chattering about.

They have to get their entertainment somehow.]

Shut up! It's not like I've talked to the guy that much!

[Wow rude Rin he was sleeping for a couple days there.]

[There's no tv in the Bastion so this is like a daytime soap opera or something. All My Exorcists.

But Bon will smirk at that, because he is confident in his abilities.]

I don't get lost.

[At the name, Crona's head snaps up, eyes wide, irises going from black to pale blue like liquid color draining out. Then they go black again, pools of ink.]

Maka's here? Where?

[Rin barely registers that she's being pulled up to her feet again, so utterly exhausted she's slipped in to a disturbing sort of numbness that dulls both her physically worn body from touch and her injuries from pain. She stumbles along behind him, panting heavily, nearly gasping for air to lungs that are too achy to properly take it in.]

I don't know! Just keep g-- YAAH!

[The creature is getting tired of this BS, and rather than swing directly at them, it slams the heavy end of the weapon down on their precarious walk way. The shock wave is close enough that it sends Rin falling face on the ground.

Ow.

Even exhausted, though, she hears the hissing sucking sound of the thing preparing for another strike, and she rolls over on to her back, throwing her scabbard-covered sword up to block the sharp metal coming down on her.

Arms trembling, covered blade rattling, she manages to hold it back, but it becomes a game of strength at that point, and from that position she's more or less pinned.

Damn... this is it... should be more surprised that I'd go out in the lamest way possible--!

She tilts her head back, seeing Maka not that far from her. She doesn't know the kid, but like hell she's going to let this become a grave for two.]

GO!

[... wow ok that was freaky, but more importantly--]

You know Maka? That's... fortunate...

[There's a weird feeling in her chest, like a nagging uncertainty as to whether or not this person can be trusted. She's hoping they can, because this is not a place for fights to break out amongst survivors.

Still, if trouble starts, they've got the makings of a decent fighting force so far...]

I'll go get him.

[She doesn't leave time for an argument, jogging off to the apartments to go knock on Maka's door.]

Maka... ? Uhm. We found some one on the skyway. They say they know you.

... yeah. Sure. Tell that to me when you take two left turns on the wrong skyway.

[DONE WITH YOUR BULLSHIT BON]

[A survivor? From his world?]

Really?

[Oh no, he's feeling optimistic.]

Well--geez, I feel like a jerk for not going out on the skyway, where are they?

[Rin has gained +1 party member.]

[/triumphant music!

Rin motions with a hand for Maka to follow.]

Don't feel bad, it was Bon who found them first. Uhm... sorry, I didn't get a name [mostly because she was busy interrupting Bon being a jerk B|] but they're kinda thin, pink hair, really skittish... ? Sound familiar?

[Please sound familiar and please don't be some crazy stalker who wants to murder Maka]

...Ah...

[Right. Right...that sure was his stomach doing flips and his heart wrenching.

Crona...the last time Maka saw them...]

That's Crona...they...they asked about me?

Yeah-- well, after I mentioned your name...

[Ok Maka being nervous is making her nervous. She stops just before they're out the doors of the apartment building, turning with a concerned look.]

They're not... some one bad, are they?

...No.

[Crona is his friend.]

No, they're not.

[If Crona had the frame of mind to ask about him...]

They're one of my best friends.

[And there he goes walking ahead to get to Crona as soon as possible.]

[Rin would have apologized for the assumption, had Maka waited another second. She still has her worries - Maka is still a fairly new friend to her as well and trusting everything he says at face value until they've known each other a while longer would be reckless and stupid.

But still... he didn't seem upset. Just sad.

Something must have happened, to warrant that kind of reaction.

There's nothing more to be said really, so she just follows quietly, intending to watch the reunion from a slight distance.]

[He can almost hear the audible creak of joints as the thing lifts up its weapon again to break through the barrier of strength the girl has set up with another strike.

Go?...

Maka scowls, reaching forward and grabbing Rin to sweep her out from under the strike and--hell--if she can't go anymore, he's going to carry the both of them to the proverbial finish line.

Caught in a mid-strike, the creature now hits an empty spot, shockwaves surging forward prompting Maka to jump when they're about to reach him to propel him forward faster.

It's like something out of a video game. That would be funny if he wasn't running for his life and completely disarmed.]

We're going to get there! We're going to do it together!

[Hell, he doesn't know her either, but from what he's seen so far she's another survivor and needs protecting too.]

Pre-Day 61: pre-game threading

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