seventh trick (or lack thereof)

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki is limping, occasionally crawling toward Amaterasu's forest, clutching his thigh, which is bleeding pretty profusely from a sword stabbing. He really SHOULD pop off the plane and get himself to a hospital, but then people might start asking questions and&mdash this is a Parts War, after all, he can't just give up—

—unless of course he falls. It's becoming increasingly difficult to move and all. He staggers to his feet once more.]

Damn... cheating bastards...

[ooc: Sorry for the spam, but bleeding takes priority.]

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[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Mm. [He sits down properly.] How am I gonna explain this to Kazu? Shit.

[madamemoiselle]

{Sits down with him} Hm...Well, I guess swords aren't really common where you're from, right?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Not really... and he doesn't know I train up here.

[madamemoiselle]

I guess just an accident. It'd be useless trying to explain this place.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Maybe I... fell on a rock or ... fuck, I don't know.

[madamemoiselle]

Who knows! Now that time passes while we're gone, it's going to be even stranger.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

... What? Shit. That's not good.

[madamemoiselle]

Not at all.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Fuck-- the tournament! If it starts and I can't run, my team will break my legs, damn it!

[madamemoiselle]

Well, there are people that can heal that for you here. I know that, though...I've never really needed it.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

... We'll see, I guess.

[madamemoiselle]

If anything, I don't think I'll be coming here as often, to say the least.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

... Yeah. I'm gonna go back to my... park, stuff my face, and avoid everyone. Like a girl.

[madamemoiselle]

{She laughs} That's what girls do?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

Yup. When they're not kicking my ass.

[madamemoiselle]

Is that normal? Ah, I mean, I don't really do things like that, but...well, it's not like I'm very normal.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

My household was pretty fuckin' strange. Never knew my parents. They gave me to the Noyamano sisters when I was just a baby.

[He counts off his fingers.] Rika-nee is the oldest. She's a professional wrestler, but she used to be the Thorn Queen. Mikan-nee takes over for her and tests all her wrestling moves on me when I fuck up. Ringo... she's the next Thorn Queen, but she doesn't beat me up like they do. Usually. And Ume-chan's something straight out of a horror film.

I haven't seen them in a while... they're probably getting ready for the Trophaeum. It's... weird not living there anymore.

[madamemoiselle]

Then you should visit soon. They probably miss you too if you've been living with them that long.

{Softly} I'm sure that they like Ikki a lot.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[He looks down, smiling a touch sadly.]

That's a good idea, but... I can't.

[madamemoiselle]

{Frowns} Why not?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

The reason I moved out was... we're on completely different teams. They hid that from me to protect me. They're all part of Sleeping Forest, which protects the Trophaeum Tower.

[madamemoiselle]

Why is that so bad?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

It's not ... a bad thing, but it means that I can't conspire with them or anything. I've officially flown out of the nest. After the Trophaeum... yeah... I'll talk to them, then.