02 ; unintentional (?) video

[starblaze]

[the lighting is dim, but not dark enough to obscure what is there. the first thing you'll probably notice is all the blood, still spreading in ripples through the shallow water. and lying on her back in the ocean-sized puddle is Shooter, pale skin broken and stained with red.

it's eerily quiet. dark. monochrome is only broken by the flickering blue glow of Shooter's eyes. she turns to face the camera, blood trickling from the corner of her lips. a trembling hand reaches out--

out of nowhere, a blinding spear of light pierces her palm, pinning it to the glassy surface beneath the water. Shooter opens her mouth as if to scream; simultaneously, two more light spears impale her abdomen, stifling her voice with the abrupt pain. a dark shadowy substance spurts from the wounds alongside the blood.

the light from the spears reveal the extent of her injuries. if she were human, she would have been dead long ago. and yet the girl is clearly fully conscious... "alive". eyes dart around, searching for something. someone.

no one is there. the spears vanish into nothing, smothering her in darkness once more.]

[[ooc: takes place after this. replies will come from both BRS and the stagnated soul responsible for the attack. don't friendadd anabiosis! it's just being used for this plot.]]

Comments

action!! 1/2

[hugmyscythe]

[ this can't be. who- what kind of soul is that? no, now's not the time for thinking. she must act...and yet here she is, uncertain once again. during happenings like these, time is fully within her grasp and reason, only if because she knows she is wasting it by staying still, watching the light of those blue eyes fade into darkness. she should be careful. she should be wary. she could end up like Shooter. she should leave her to recover on her own. there's someone that needs her where she is now. all these reasons and more argue for her to stay still, to continue wasting suddenly precious time. but... ]

[hugmyscythe]

[ Dead Master worldhops. it's easy to be aware of the change in universes. the darkness is so different from the imposing social peace of that village, yet this world is more suffocating than empty. she runs over water. it is almost impossible to discern what's before her and what's behind her. this uniformity can only be created by something truly original. personal. the soul's domain feels like a memory long forgotten, like nothing, and like void. it should not be necessary to see to know where Shooter is. there should always be a connection between them, no matter how faint. she supposes that's one good thing brought out by the relationship between their humans. yet for some reason that connection is blocked right now. she slows, she stops, squinting her eyes as if that would make a difference. she has to call.

Shooter. say something. anything. ]

[starblaze]

[don't come any closer.

stay away.

the soul is still here. there. all around them? she can't tell anymore. it has the advantage here on its own personal terrain. it could easily destroy both of them. Shooter doesn't know what stopped it from finishing her off, but she doubts the soul will show any more mercy.

her pierced hand is useless now- she won't be able to use her cannon should the soul reappear. Shooter's entire body might as well be destroyed. she's no way to defend herself or fight back.]

[video]

[cattish]

[shijima is watching, fascinated.]

Mm? What an impressive "death".

always video

[starblaze]

I'm not dead.

[and she's no longer in the soul's domain, either. human world, looks like.]

[cattish]

I know. But it was a nice image anyway. A little ugly, but some people prefer vivid ones, don't they?

[ permavid ]

[anabiosis]

[ on screen is not the primordial darkness that was seen before. a female figure appears on screen, but that's truly not the soul's form. it doesn't know how it's able to speak with others, but it doesn't question. ] No death. No life. Only release from it.

[ words fade too quickly. it has little else to say. it's not used to speaking. communication is for other animals; words are for humans. and it knows how unfair it is, that for these girls in this world- they have the power to make otherwise immortal, eternal, or endless things cease to exist...while souls can only injure them so far. what it did here was nothing. ]

[cattish]

I understand. Still, I'm a little bit envious.

[Video]

[material_guy]

[Whistle.] That's pretty harsh... Oi. Missy. Y'wanna give me a rough idea where you are?

[ permavid ]

[anabiosis]

[ there's no shooter, no darkness on screen. she has left it's domain. still, it answers the person's question. with a female form, arms extend as if encompassing the entirety of the world ] My world.

[ this is true. this area of the otherworld is it's alone. no other intruders unless it brings other souls here. it had done so in the past, but now it is alone. ]

[ permavid ]

[material_guy]

Heeeeeh. So, yer the one messing her up like that?

always video

[starblaze]

[she's out of there now, with Dead Master. her voice is hoarse when she speaks]

I'm fine.

always video

[material_guy]

What, you're pretty durable, ain't you... Still, you ain't exactly soundin' "fine."

[callmeoniisan]

[what did he just watch... also the other thing is how this looks just like something Kuroneko would watch... maybe.]

O-Oi... This is all just for show, right?...

[ permavid ]

[anabiosis]

[ the soul studies the person's reactions and listens careful to his words. a show?

....slowly, off beat, the soul begins to clap. the sound echoes throughout it's domain, as if a single clap seems more like thunder. ]

permavid

[starblaze]

[Shooter's reply comes after a while, after Dead Master took her out of the Otherworld. she's covered in more wounds than last seen]

No. It was real.

[stillneedawish]

Shooter-san! Shooter-san, are you alright?!

[ permavid ]

[anabiosis]

[ who- or rather- what appears on screen is not Shooter, but a thing that takes a human form. all these strange....people. of such diversity. diversity that pales in comparison to the kingdoms of life. ] All of you....show concern.

[ it has no one. it has nothing to turn to. for it's life and unlife, it's been on its own. but it prefers it this way. shooter should not have stepped into its world. ]

permavid

[starblaze]

[a reply comes sometime later, after she's taken to Sotoba. she looks even worse than she was in the original video feed]

Yeah. I'll be alright.

[ video ]

[soulfist]

You can take a pretty good beating. Are you going to be alright?

[starblaze]

[she's no longer in the soul's domain]

Mm.

This is the worst I've been through, actually...

[ permavid ]

[anabiosis]

Yet another.

[ another stranger. something it's never seen before. it stares at Morrigan. ]

[Video]

[swordplay]

...Can we do something?

[ permavid ]

[anabiosis]

[ the figure on screen looks at yet another stranger. but it's not bored. it waits. for anything else to happen. for the stranger to speak again. ]

permavid

[starblaze]

[after a little over half an hour, she replies]

No one else could have been able to do anything.

I'm okay. [despite the fact she has more wounds than she had started with in the video]