eleventh trick

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki pops up in the middle of the Plane, looking like he's just gotten the shit beaten out of him. His clothes are torn, and in his hand are the crumpled remnants of the Trophaeum registration papers. He seems okay despite this, though-- no broken bones or anything, and he's still standing. And right now, he's limping toward the bar.]

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuccckkkkk...

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[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Puts one hand on his cheek, forcing his face back up gently.] Then challenge him. Find a way. You don't give up. Aren't you the Storm King? [A little twitch of a smile, because pre-experiment she wouldn't have imagined saying something this... cheesy.] And a proper storm can block out the sky completely.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki blinks those big brown eyes, and suddenly it's apparent just how young he really is. Here is a kid, really, who's lost so much already and still carries the world-- even if the world doesn't know it-- on his shoulders.]

... Heh... that's right. [A touch of a hard-eyed smile.] The wind can't do shit when it's swallowed by a storm.

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[It worked? Okay then. She smiles.] That's more like it.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

... Fuuuuck... I don't know where to start. But I can't let a pretty girl down, either.