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Log: Ongoing
When; The end of the mindreading day
Rating; PG?
Characters; Fujimiya Aya (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
burningwhite) and The Doctor (thefourthdoctor)
Summary; Aya is bleeding. The Doctor is bored.
Log;
Aya had spent far too much time slicing and hacking up the monsters crawling out of the underground. He had been wound up from the stress of this awful place, the stress of whatever was going on with Ken and Omi, the stress of not letting himself think about his sister ... and the moment he realized he could hear his neighbors thoughts, he'd run outside to escape it ... and then kept running across person over person who would shriek and scream and think the most horrific things. So he'd gone to the creatures who had no thoughts - just the mission to kill. He could cope with that.
But his body couldn't.
Omi'd wrapped his wounds well, but they couldn't hold forever. He was fine, in fact, until one particularly quick little bastard had bitten him on the hand. He could see bone and sinew and knew he'd been bested. Aya had gotten back to his apartment and tried to find someone to help him put his hand back together - he only had a small window of time before it would be too lifeless to patch up.
That was why he stood outside a blue police call box, knocking on the door with the end of his blood covered katana.
Rating; PG?
Characters; Fujimiya Aya (
burningwhite) and The Doctor (thefourthdoctor) Summary; Aya is bleeding. The Doctor is bored.
Log;
Aya had spent far too much time slicing and hacking up the monsters crawling out of the underground. He had been wound up from the stress of this awful place, the stress of whatever was going on with Ken and Omi, the stress of not letting himself think about his sister ... and the moment he realized he could hear his neighbors thoughts, he'd run outside to escape it ... and then kept running across person over person who would shriek and scream and think the most horrific things. So he'd gone to the creatures who had no thoughts - just the mission to kill. He could cope with that.
But his body couldn't.
Omi'd wrapped his wounds well, but they couldn't hold forever. He was fine, in fact, until one particularly quick little bastard had bitten him on the hand. He could see bone and sinew and knew he'd been bested. Aya had gotten back to his apartment and tried to find someone to help him put his hand back together - he only had a small window of time before it would be too lifeless to patch up.
That was why he stood outside a blue police call box, knocking on the door with the end of his blood covered katana.