destinystrings | despite what you give, it's just never enough. (closed)

Who: Aoi Misato (

eyewillprotect) and Yuzuru Otonashi (

trainwrecking)
Where: 13th hour patrol in the city
Summary: Otonashi and Aoi go together on a late-night patrol to protect the city only to be caught in a burning building, dredging up painful memories for Aoi and awful deja vu for Otonashi.
Warnings: (Burning, death, talk of death, possibly mild swearing. Will edit as needed!)

It seemed like the obvious choice to patrol together tonight. Both Aoi Misato and Yuzuru Otonashi insisted on serving the city, often separately or through different methods, but with the same end result in mind.

Protect people, serve people. Help those who cannot help themselves. Save them, even if the monster threatening to overtake them is a daunting one.

There is a moment here, in the heat of the moment, where Otonashi kicks himself for feeling even an ounce of regret for pursuing this endeavor. By now, she must be gone, that nameless girl: that native woman, the owner of this home who had beckoned to them for help in the throes of her own inebriated fright. She had stood outside of this aged home, her hands held to her chest as though this could hold back her fear as she recounted the story of her missed curfew and the demon's invasion of her home--the only thing she had left of her family, she thought, but sometimes second guessed after the city's well-known memory wipe.

It had spoken to Otonashi. He empathized, and that empathy and resolve keeps him firing off rounds into the demon who continuously pushes back at both Aoi and Otonashi, slinging enough fire attacks their way to damage some of the house and all of its' fragmented memory.

"Aoi! I'm going to try for its eyes next, can you cover? I can't see any other weak point yet!"

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The heavily-wounded fire beast looms over the wreckage, hardly expecting to see more people arriving at the scene.

Before it has a chance to summon an attack, Zearth's Zionga crashes into the side of the demon, shuffling it nearly off-balance. Ragged from battle, full of debris, bullets, and weakened by Aoi's Persona already, its counterattack speed is abysmal -- but that doesn't stop the demon from sending a flame barrage at Zearth and its "pilot," if you will.

The beast must be on its last legs, but that also means that it has nothing to lose.

Meanwhile, Otonashi stands towards the back with Aoi, the two of them shying away from the scene for now. They have some... matters to discuss privately before they leave this awful mess behind them.

Meetra senses the other people moving toward the wreckage, and sees quite clearly that this other Persona-user had the enemy's attention. That meant it was time to finish it.

"Persona!"

She focuses her mind on her new Persona and summons a large but weirdly cutesy robot, which delivers a powerful one-two punch to the face of the demon. Hopefully that's enough to put it down and protect the rest of the people here.

Ushiro takes the attack, gritting his teeth. Pain doesn't matter. Feelings don't matter right now either. Still, he'll feel that later.

Right now though it's time to finish this. The giant mech shoots forward once again to deliver a Zionga, the single light in its mask shining steadily.

"Again!"

((Want to just say we got it?))

((That's fair I think, Dani has to hiatus and I hate to continue skipping her/not involving her in a plot that she's a part of. I'm sure she'd let us handwave Aoi but I'd feel kinda bad about that, aha... ;A; I'm so sorry for the timing on this..! You both are fantastic though and I'd love to more with you ♥ ))

((It's no problem at all! I figured this thread would be these two taking it down or driving it off while Otonashi and Aoi were escaping the fire/wreckage anyway.))

[[Works for me. We'll just continue our little log in your log if that's a thing that happens. /o/ ]]

Edited 2013-09-23 19:51 (UTC)

((Yes, by all means, feel free to use it to your hearts' content! \o/))

[[Works for me. /o/ Feel free to have Meetra talk to him or just head off if you prefer.]]

The barrage from both robotic Personas finally finishes off the wounded demon, leaving only the burning remains of the house and the two rescuees, as well as the person who'd arrived to talk to them. Meetra had a feeling she shouldn't butt into that conversation just now...

Breathing only a little more rapid than usual, Meetra turns to the other person who'd attacked the demon. "Nice job," she said. "Looks like you took a pretty good hit, though. Do you need some healing?"

"... Yeah. I'm not - I can't heal." It was still strange to think that healing could be that easy... but there was really no room for him to question strange things anymore. Zearth disappeared, and as the adrenaline faded Ushiro started to feel worn out.

"Easy, kid."

Meetra quickly walked up and put a hand on Jun's shoulder to steady him, letting the Force flow around her and into him to patch up the burns. Not much she could do for exhaustion or the shock that comes after a fight with a demon, but it should prevent any permanent damage from that fire.

"I -"

Whatever. He wasn't going to protest at the moment.

"... Thanks." He stuck his hands into his pockets, looking down a bit. It was still really strange to fight with Zearth like that.

"... I'm Ushiro, by the way."

"Meetra," she said, taking her hand away and bowing slightly. He should at least be in a fair bit less pain now. "And I can promise not to call you kid again if it's going to be a problem."

"Yeah. Thanks."

At least she wasn't pushing it. He took a deep breath before looking over at the others in the distance. "I think they'll be okay. It's hard to tell from here, but it looks like they got help."

"They're standing and heading in the general direction of the hospital," she agreed.

"I wonder where that demon came from, though. It's pretty unusual for big guys like that to just pop up in someone's house..."

"I don't know. Maybe it broke in somehow? It's hard to tell around all of this rubble. And I don't know about you, but I don't have a good grasp of what they can do - maybe it can squeeze into small spaces."

He was into zoology, not demonology.

"Well, no way to ask it now," Meetra admitted. "Well, why don't we get you some real medical attention for those burns before they get infected and you can tell me how you came to be here?"

"True." He rubbed at his arms a bit. "And I guess. It's not that bad, but I should probably get this looked at."

despite what you give, it's just never enough. (closed)

so sorry for late, wasn't sure who was up next!

I vote we tag when we can because I have a really weird schedule

Works for me.

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