Log: Ongoing

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

When; March 3 (night, into midnight)
Rating; R (language, violence, mild gore)
Characters; Joshua apostleofhope, Rosette bound_by_time, the Corinthian bitingnightmare, Cassidy beer_over_blood, Elle Driver venomouselle, now with a dash of Doumeki monsterepellant
Summary; In retaliation over this, Team Dirty plans a strike just outside of the Cathedral.
Log;

[He's waiting in the dark, a calm purr in a shadow of dreams for Joshua. Perhaps he's foe, perhaps he's friend, but there's no doubt in the Corinthian's mind that a voice like Rosette's can bring Joshua out of bed.]

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[apostleofhope.livejournal.com]

[This dream is far better than the others that have plagued him, having been resting for two days after that little run in with Faye. But he's not sure if it's even a dream... He just knows Rosette's calling him, and he's confused, so with a rustle of sheets and blankets he's slipping out of bed to follow the voice.]

[bound-by-time.livejournal.com]

[The shifting in the bed barely raised the girl from her dreams, blue eyes creaking open as she felt the bed lift, Joshua's weight moving across the room.]

Joshua?

[She frowned, rubbing her eyes as she slipped out of bed too, following after him, yawning. He was probably was going for some water, and she would probably tag along for some too, her fingers instinctively curling around a gun that was hidden near the door, just in case. ]

You need to get better at sneaking out, I could hear every movement.

[apostleofhope.livejournal.com]

[He stops, because suddenly Rosette's voice is all over the place. But it's only a moment before he starts walking again, heading out of the room and trudging down the halls]

Sister...

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Company? He isn't too concerned yet, Joshua still seemingly undisturbed. He asks the boy to join him outside, towards the trees, to see the peach blossoms carried by the wind under a clear sky. His voice is sweet, just like his sister's.]

[bound-by-time.livejournal.com]

Yeah yeah I'm here.

[She yawned, dragging after him, bare feet slapping on the cool floor. It took her a few minutes to realize that they weren't heading for the kitchen, and it wasn't the bathroom they were heading for either.]

Hey Joshua. Where are we going?

[She made a face, reaching out for his arm, tugging.]

Hey!

[apostleofhope.livejournal.com]

[The grip on his arm irritates him and he gives a rough shove without hesitation before continuing on. He remembers where the nearest exit is... Just off to his left, as a short cut to the small garden and then the woods. He's walking faster now, undisturbed by the night's chill.]

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[He tells Joshua it's cold, that he could use his company, out by the edge of the woods where the shadows are waiting. One vampire, one serpent, and one nightmare, waiting in the wings. He opens his teeth eyes with a subtle hrrsch from each.]

He's got company.

[Who was going to take care of that company was anyone's guess, but Cori won't volunteer. He has other ideas in mind.]

[bound-by-time.livejournal.com]

[This reaction snapped her quickly out of her daze, and a cool chill traveled to her stomach that had nothing to do with the cool air she was following him into.]

JOSHUA!

[She hurried to catch up with him, cursing as she skipped over the cold grass and stones, placing her hands against his chest,the gun held carefully in one.]

Hey! Wake up!

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[hands go around Rosette's waist, firm, but not harsh]

Oy, luv, lets not interfere, ey?

[venomouselle.livejournal.com]

[Ready and raring to go, Elle stands near Cassidy.]

I can cover this.

[She smiles, but it is nothing sweet.]

[apostleofhope.livejournal.com]

[Joshua slows down considerably, then stops just at the edge of the wood. Asleep or not, the Devil in him can sense the other people. He tilts his head in their direction, then reaches in the direction for the woods.]

...Rosette... You're cold?

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[Without warning to neither redhead nor blond, the Corinthian lunges forward, disregarding Rosette's firearm presence (those two should keep her busy). And his knife is out, a pig sticker rather than his balisong. He challenges himself to gouge Joshua's socket and remove his eye within five strokes or less.]

[bound-by-time.livejournal.com]

[The girl jumped as hands clasped around her waist, and her eyes narrow, Whipping her weaponed arm back, meaning to hit him in the face.]

Back the fuck off-

[And then there was a movement beside them, wind, and then there's blood down Joshua's face, the nightmare gouging out her brother's eye. With a sharp gasp, she whipped the gun around at where his head was, and hopefully still was, pulling the trigger.]

JOSHUA!

I R PAWN, DUN HURT ME D:

[monsterepellant.livejournal.com]

The party had mostly gone off without a hitch (thank god), and Doumeki had been on his way home after leaving Yuuko's shop afterward when he had first heard the scream. Now, if there was one thing he had learned in the City, it was to try not to get involved in other people's fights, especially when you didn't know who the fight involved and what it was about. Little did he know that Hitsuzen or just the muns was prepared to throw a very large, rather dangerous monkey wrench into that plan this evening.

That monkey wrench first showed up in the form of a very familiar blond that had been deposited into his arms. If the one who deposited her had said anything, Doumeki hadn't been listening--he had really only been focused on the fact that she was in her pjs and bloody. Unfortuantely, he didn't really even have time to ask her what exactly happened, only was able to ask "Rosette--?" before he was interrupted.

I THINK THAT'S ASKING TOO MUCH

[apostleofhope.livejournal.com]

'Confused' just didn't seem to cut it. Joshua was frazzled, alarmed, in pain, and very very angry. He had barely gotten a glimpse of the bastard's face before he had carried Rosette off, but it still hadn't clicked as to who it was. It's not like they had ever spoken.

But Joshua would never forget it now.

He followed expecting to find him, only to come to a halt to find Rosette in the arms of a different person. This...this was not the same guy that had carried her off. Was this some sort of game to them? Like hot potato? With Rosette?

Snarling and fixing Doumeki with his only remaining eye, the Apostle edged forward. He'd get the other one later. This one currently had his sister.

WHAT HAPPENED TO LAZY LOGGING D<

[bound-by-time.livejournal.com]

She had fought the entire way, kicking and yelling, and trying to move around and break free of his unusually strong grip. But they were moving too fast and she was too anxious about her brother to properly school herself into focusing on him.

She knew she needed to calm down, that curse had shown her what happened when she focused only on her brother, What had happened to Chrno.

But she couldn't help herself.

The moment she was dropped into the familiar arms of the archer, she shoved him in the chest, not even responding in human words, just a grunt as she tried to get out of his arms. She had to get to Joshua, nothing else mattered. He was hurt and he needed her.

And then he was in front of them.

"Joshua!"

[apostleofhope.livejournal.com]

Joshua's gaze snapped to his sister's face, and in seconds he had swept in to pull her from Doumeki's arms so that he could carefully set her on the ground. Smoothing his fingers through her hair, he hugged her close. "Rosette... Rosette..." She was okay. She wasn't injured. But she could have been...!

Again he had Doumeki in his very unfocused line of sight, and he gently pushed Rosette back before turning to grab hold of the teen by one of his wrists. His grip was not gentle. "You touched her... Both of you did. You made her see something so violent, and you made her run around in the cold, and she could have been hurt! I'll kill you, and then I'll kill him!"

[monsterepellant.livejournal.com]

This was all happening quite a bit faster than Doumeki would have liked. One moment Rosette is dumped into his arms, the next moment Joshua's threatening to kill him. Great. Fabulous. Just what he wanted for his birthday--thanks, City.

He couldn't stop the wince as Joshua grabbed his wrist in a hard grip, but he did manage to quell the urge to jerk back.

"I'm not sure what you're talking about, but I would rather not be killed for a crime I didn't commit." he stated, amber eyes looking straight at the boy in front of him. "...what happened to your eye?"

[bound-by-time.livejournal.com]

She hugged him back, tight, not wanting to let him go. It was unnerving sometimes that he was taller then her, despite his age. And then she was pushed aside, and Joshua was holding onto Doumeki's wrist, and the girl cursed to herself. She snatched at his other arm, tugging.

"This guy didnt do anything, that coward dropped me off with him and ran! He's just trying to distract you, but we have to get you help Joshua, not fight!" She growled lowly, trying to keep him from killing him, while her mind whirled with thoughts on how to stop him.

There was a gun hidden in the entrance just a few minutes away. If she ran for it...

[apostleofhope.livejournal.com]

"Like you don't know!" he yelled as he forced Doumeki back, pointedly ignoring Rosette's please. "Sister, go back to bed. You've seen enough violence tonight. I'll sing you to sleep after this."

Doumeki's other hand was snatched up, and Joshua smoothly gripped both, fingers interlocking so that they were holding hands like lovers would. But there was nothing sweet or intimate about this. Bones were bending, fracturing, breaking as the Apostle slowly squeezed. Soon they would be crushed, and the entire time he kept his eyes pinned on the boy's face.

"You touched her with these hands..."

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"I don't--" But that was all Doumeki got out before he doubled over, eyes squeezed shut, a pained sound escaping him as he futily attempted to jerk his hands away as he listened to bones crack and break--felt them crack and break.

"Don't---!"

[bound-by-time.livejournal.com]

Rosette was frozen for half a second, that felt like forever, horror bubbling up at her stomach. She couldn't let him-

The girl turned on her heel, stumbling as she bolted for the cathedral, heaving her breath as she skidded in to the building, a mantra drumming in her head.

Go Run Go Run! Please don't kill him please don't kill him Joshua!!

She tossed the vase off the table in the hallway, the ceramic shattering against tile. The gun clattered in the dirt, and she snatched it up, fingers slippery with blood and ceramic.

And she was running again, feet numb and heart pounding, and Joshua was in sight again.

She couldn't do this, couldn't, what if she-

And she pulled the trigger before she could convince herself not too, tears flying unnoticed down her cheeks.

[apostleofhope.livejournal.com]

He watched as Doumeki doubled over, and he was glad it hurt. But there was something- Something off. His 'noise'. There wasn't anything bad there. No cries of monster or vicious plotting. Something in his voice.

Confused, Joshua began to loosen his grip, looking down at Doumeki with a puzzled gaze. "...You're not--"

Ah.

He heard the gunshot. He felt the jolt. But it didn't really...compute as to what had just happened. Something was in his chest, and it was making it hard to breath. Something was filling his lungs, and it... It felt hot.

Joshua didn't know why this night had happened. Why had he been called out? Why had he been attacked? Why was he here? He didn't...understand.

And there was no time to understand. The most he could do was drop Doumeki's hands and start to turn, to try and see his attacker, but before his gaze could find his sister, he was staggering and falling. He hit the ground hard, and perhaps his head hitting the ground and knocking him out was more a mercy than it was a punishment.

[monsterepellant.livejournal.com]

Doumeki dropped as Joshua dropped his hands, falling limply to the pavement, landing hard on his shoulder, hands curled protectively into his chest as he forced down a wave of nausea, shuddering, taking several deep breaths, trying to calm himself.

It took a good several minutes for him to manage to push himself up on an elbow, amber eyes blearily taking in what had transpired while his eyes were closed.

[bound-by-time.livejournal.com]

The girl trembled, watching her brother fall as if in slow motion. She dropped the gun, hurrying to her brother's side and carefully rolling him over, panting a little as she checked to make sure he was still-

Thats Right, he was dead already. It made her ill. And she ran her hand down his cheek, gritting her teeth at the sight of his eye.

"Goddamn it..." She growled, and carefully moved her brother so that she cradled his head and shoulders. "Those bastards..."

Her eyes lifted to Doumeki, furrowing her eyebrows.

"....Are you ok?"