On the Road Again...

[mercwamouth]

[Four people are picking their way through the darkness, following a glowing bubble of gold and blue light. The light runs along a wire held by Mu, who is walking at the front, glowing gold. Next is Hei, who is glowing blue and looks pale--he's hallucinating badly. Last comes Deadpool, sans his usual red outfit and mask, his skin covered in scars and tumors, carrying a limp Misaki.]

Just stay awake Misaki, alright? No falling asleep. We're almost there.

Li... [She's not really coherent at this point, wax pale and sweating, her eyes open but not seeming to register anything in front of them.] What happened...?

That's not Li, Misaki, that's Hei. She doesn't seem like she's getting much better.

[Ignoring Deadpool and responding to Misaki] You're injured, likely in shock. I can't see well enough to tell.

We're heading for the b-- [Hei pauses and stumbles a bit before catching himself, forcing himself to focus.] --the ballroom. I think.

Heard about that place. Sounds like a good place to go. Shelter and clothes. Probably other guys too.

So how do we find this place? Everything looks the same and we can't really see well to boot.

I'm following my intuition.

...You really are a woman.

...

[Weak chuckle.] Don't underestimate a Saint.

[She stirs briefly, glaring at nothing in particular. She certainly sounds coherent.] Calling him a woman is hardly underestimating him, Hei. [Blink.] Where did the sky go?

[Smiles to himself.] Didn't...mean it that way, Misaki. [Stumbles again and briefly rubs his forehead.] The stars went out. But they'll be back. And until then we've got some light. [The glow around his outline intensifies a fraction.]

...Anyone know any traveling songs?

[ooc: Believe it or not, this was a pain in the butt to arrange]

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[contract_star]

[It takes Hei awhile to determine whether Ryotarou is real or not.]

Misaki was injured. We're heading for the ballroom. It'll have light.

[mercwamouth]

And clothes.

[lamb_of_gold]

And four walls.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

I'm fine. I'm... [Lalala, there goes her focus~]

[contract_star]

[Makes a swipe at some of the purple grass until he remembers it's not real.]

Food will be an issue.

You're not fine. Just stay awake, alright? Try to keep talking.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

I don't want to keep talking. I'm tired of talking. I'm tired of people talking at me and telling me to keep talking...

[contract_star]

I know. It's annoying, isn't it? But you can stand to be a bit annoyed right now, if it keeps you awake.

[mercwamouth]

My thoughts exactly

"Ooh, it's a killing machine... it's got everything!"

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[And Ryotarou looks worried for both Hei and Misaki, while also kind of cautious of costumeless-Deadpool and Mu thank you for the paranoia, Zeronos. An idea comes to him, though.]

If that's what you need, you could take ZeroLiner. ... It doesn't have any clothes, and it's not really very big, but...

[mercwamouth]

III'M AAAA HIIIIGHWAAAY STAAAAAAAR!

[contract_star]

Ignore him. [Sighs.] Let's take the train.

[lamb_of_gold]

I agree. How do I retract this wire?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

There's someone screaming in my head, Hei. Kill him, please?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[Looks worriedly at Misaki, but there are now train sounds in the distance! Soon you may see the headlights getting closer, but ZeroLiner (http://i34.tinypic.com/10wtdf9.jpg)'s still a bit aways.]

... It should be here soon.

[contract_star]

[The ZeroLiner's headlights are bouncing and changing colors. It cuts a swath through the purple grass, scattering Gate monsters and odd-looking insects.]

Here. [Gives a tug on the wire and it retracts back into Hei's belt, losing its glow as it goes. Hei remains lit up like a sonic screwdriver, though~]

I would, but we might need to kill him and use him for firewood later, so I'd hate to be wasteful now. [Flinches a bit as a particularly close Gate monster takes a snap at him, two-inch teeth clicking together only inches away.]

[mercwamouth]

...Who exactly is driving that thing?

[lamb_of_gold]

This is one of those few things I'm too grateful for to question. Hei, you can relax.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[And she would be going rigid in Deadpool's grip now, staring at the approaching light, as the stuff IN the gate-creature's bite finally works its way into her system.]

...November?

[mercwamouth]

OK, this is bad enough to break talking order here. Mu? Little help?

[lamb_of_gold]

[Goes over and helps get Misaki off Deadpool's back] What about November?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

I am. ... sort of. [Shrugs and tilts his head a little, but then the ever-growing light lets Ryotarou see Hei's reactions to the hallucinations. He reaches out to touch Hei, but then remembers what happened last time he did that when the other was hallucinating and holds off.]

Li-san...? [Concerned look to Misaki, but. fklhdskn Too much going on at once. ZeroLiner's definitely within sight, though, and it blows its little musical-ish horn as it nears.]

[lamb_of_gold]

Good timing. Is there somewhere to lie Misaki down in there?

[contract_star]

I am perfectly relaxed.

Misaki. [Goes to her and takes her hand.] Misaki, I know. This is real. This part is real. [Squeezes her hand.] Hold on, alright? Hold onto me.

[Shakes his head.] Ryotarou, I'm fine. We need to get her on board as fast as possible.

[mercwamouth]

[Y'see, right there, Deadpool would have noticed you responded to "Li-san". Luckily for you, however...]

Like a driving power, bit fat tires and everything!

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Doesn't feel him touching her; her whole body is numb and tingling, as though it's fallen asleep. And she can still see November standing in the path of the oncoming train.]

No! [Can't even struggle, but her voice sounds much stronger than it did a few minutes ago.] Move, you idiot! Get out of the way!

[He stands there, lights a cigarette and smiles.]

...you stupid bastard. You never let me help--

[Her back arches--her eyes roll up until only the whites show. Her breath comes out in a long, ugly wine, and and then she's in a heap again, still staring at the place where November was, but now there's just a cigarette and a spreading patch of blood.]

...never let me....