fourteenth trick

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki appears on the Plane without grand ceremony, without a straw stuck up his nose or any of the eccentricity and charm that accompanies his usual manner. His white shirt has smears of brown blood on it, probably from the bloody Rumble Regalia he's been clutching to himself for an hour.

He stands there motionless for a moment, then with something like a choked squeak, simply sinks where he is. Feet out, Regalia sitting in front of him, head bowed in memory to one of the first to draw out his potential.]

... damn it...

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[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[Right out of hiatus, Juliet is here. No, he just can't pass this opportunity. Though he is just standing there, with crossed arms, and looking down at Ikki a little blankly even.]

...

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Ikki responds by grabbing the Regalia and clutching it to his chest like Juliet's going to take it.]

...

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

So even heroes can be like this~ You look pathetic, Ikki-kun. [A bit annoyed...]

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

I'm not in the mood, Princess.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

I can see. [Eyes.] What happened?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[flatly] Sora-san... killed the leader of Trident. And the rest of his team, except for Benkei-san. She barely escaped with her life.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

Oh my... [Blinks...] But they weren't your team, am I right?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

My team, your team, it doesn't matter. Anyone who isn't Genesis is being wiped out because he wants to control the whole fucking world. Yoshitsune-san refused. And now he's gone, like Spit and Aeon Clock and countless other good Storm Riders who didn't want to see the people of the world lose their wings.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

Ara... Spitfire-san too? [Kind of shocked...] Sounds quite troublesome, Ikki-kun.

...You're going to give up~?

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[At this, Ikki straightens a bit.]

Hell no! I'm not gonna give up, not now, and not ever.

We're just... running out of time.