vatheon | Weclome to the Creepshow

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Weclome to the Creepshow

Who: Ioder, Asakura
When: August 16th, late night
Where: Out in the city, in close proximity to the coral
Style: Prose
Status: Closed
Warnings: Blood, stabbings, general bad things

Another late night at the host club, another quiet walk through the city at night.

Ioder thought nothing of doing this. To him, Vatheon was far safer than most of the places he traveled to, and he actually enjoyed the freedom that came with not needing an escort to get around everywhere. Sure, there were the odd moments when something odd or dangerous happened, like the recent attack on the island, but he still saw no real need to concern himself with safety. Especially when he didn't live terribly far from Golden Victory.

So after bidding Zelos and the few remaining hosts good night, he walked his usual path through the city to the home he shared with Estelle. If anything, while he walked home his mind was more on the fact that Yuri was gone from the city. Estelle didn't seem to be taking it too terribly hard, but he knew his cousin missed Yuri terribly when he wasn't around. He even missed Yuri a little, though he certainly didn't miss the teasing he'd been receiving as of late.

But they would persevere, just as they always did. He had no doubts of that.

He began to hum a bit to himself, an old familiar song from his youth that carried along as he turned down the streets, unaware that he wasn't the only one out there under the odd streetlamps of Vatheon.

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Ioder might here someone whistling tunelessly as the source of it turned a corner and brought the source, Asakura, right into his path. She's not in her North High uniform, wearing a button up t-shirt and plain skirt, so she might not be too recognizable at the moment.

But she does notice Ioder, and addresses him.

"Hello!" So cheerful.

"Good evening!"

Ioder's reply was just as cheerful, completely oblivious to the fact that this is the same girl who seemed oddly disgusted at his line of work. He continued walking, thinking she was just another resident out for a stroll.

A stroll that happens to be following the same route as his. In fact she's keeping pace with him pretty well.

"Ah, you're Mister Heurassein right?" She asked, putting both of her hands behind her back as she walks.

"... yes?"

That was a little odd. It gets him to stop and turn, finally getting a good look at the girl in the light.

"Oh! Miss Asakura! I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you. That was terribly rude of me. How are you this evening?"

"Recovering actually," Was her reply, as she also stops since she doesn't want Ioder to get a look at her back. At least not yet.

"And yourself? I do hope you didn't get caught up in the craziness that happened during the eclipse a while ago."

There is concern and worry in her voice, making it seem like just a bit of harmless concern.

Well, he thinks to himself, at least our previous conversation seems to have blown over...

"Ah, I missed it entirely!" he admits with a bit of a sheepish smile, "My cousin and I were planning on going to watch the eclipse, but she wasn't feeling well so we stayed home instead. I'm sorry to hear you were caught up in it, though! Are you recovering alright?"

"I assume it's going well," she smiles right back, as she starts to walk again. Although this could be considered more of a predatory stalk if one was more in tune to such things. "I've never actually had to heal like this before."

She's keeping her eyes on Ioder as she circles in front of him, always making it so he, hopefully, can't get a look at her hands behind her back.

Unfortunately, Ioder wasn't. When it came to being a leader and even a politician of sorts, Ioder was practically a genius, amazingly capable for his age.

But individuals confused him. He was book smart and socially dumb, and Asakura had already served to utterly confound him once before. Because of that, he was currently completely unaware of any danger he was in.

The comment does get a raised eyebrow, though. That was certainly an odd way of phrasing it.

"Have you... never been injured before?" he asked, watching her movements.

And she stops right in front of him. Of course anyone who knows who she really is, which is no one in Vatheon, would probably tell Ioder that her being confusing is normal. Since she is a perfect normal and cheerful girl, who happens to have no qualms in doing what she's going to do very soon.

"Hm? Ah, no. I've never been hurt before," And she moves her hands, and in the right one happens to be a knife. One she got from Rin Okumura after giving the demon boy his knife set back.

"But that's not important right now, since I'm not the one who will be harmed tonight."

"What--"

His voice caught before he could even try to ask what she meant, mostly because his eyes at the very moment he attempt to speak fell on the glint of the blade.

Oh.

His green eyes go huge, foot unsteadily taking a step back as he holds his shaking hands up.

"Wh-why are you doing this... ?"

"Why?"

Hm, that sounded familiar. Didn't Kyon ask her the same thing? But this time it wasn't to see the data from Haruhi Suzumiya's reaction that is driving her, but the same impatience of then is also behind why she's doing this so soon.

"To observe how the coral works, of course!" She answers, smiling as she absently waves the knife back and forth.

"While my own injury could provide data, seeing how it works on others and how quickly it works is always a good idea."

"Th.. that doesn't make it alright! There are plenty of other residents who spend their time observing the coral! You could just as easily get the data from them!"

Even as he cried out, he had a terribly sinking feeling she wasn't going to listen. There was something disturbingly... empty about her expression. As though it were little more than pasted on to mimic false emotions that didn't exist within her.

"That's completely different information," She stepped towards him now, still smiling sweetly.

"And don't worry, I won't kill you. That would ruin the observation."

Oh she has emotions, just none of the negative kind.

That's not what Ioder sees, but he's also in a state of panic where he'd probably believe the sea was made of gel if some one told him that.

He stumbles back another step, shaking his head frantically. He only half heard what she had said, too focused on the fact that some one wanted to stab him

"P... please... don't..."

Asakura merely lets out what could be an annoyed sigh before... Lunging at Ioder, aiming to stab him somewhere non-fatal.

Like an arm. Or his shoulder. That is if he doesn't react fast enough to avoid her that is.

There's a moment, just a breath where Ioder almost doesn't move, too stunned to make his legs work properly.

But as the knife gets closer he does finally react, jerking out of the way. He's still not fast enough, though, and the blade digs in to his upper arm deeply as it passes through, leaving a very nasty, bloody gouge in his skin.

The blood stains his white button down and brown vest, droplets rolling down his arm and dripping from his fingertips. He lets out a cry of pain and grasps at the wound, trying to slow the blood.

For another moment he just stares fearfully at Asakura before turning and bolting away as fast as his legs will carry him.

"Oh drat." She says, after having missed him and Ioder taking off. Asakura isn't too worried about him running since she can just catch up to him.

In fact she'll do just that taking off after him, going much faster than one would expect.

Even if she couldn't keep up, there's a lovely blood trail that's following him now that his right arm is completely useless.

He skids around a corner, nearly falling in the process, his panicked breathing so loud in his own ears he can't even hear her footsteps hot on his trail.

He had to get away. He had to get somewhere safe. But where was safe? Would going home to Estelle save him, or would that just put her in danger too?

While she's keeping up, and hey if Ioder needs to know a safe place? Asakura will happily try to herd him in the direction of the coral.

Since hey, it'll help him and her all at once.

"I don't think I'll ever understand why you humans always run," a pause. "Or try to run."

There were many things Ioder could have said to that, most of them relating to some form of "you're insane", but he was a bit too focused on trying to get away.

Another corner, closer to the coral, and nothing that looked like a decent hiding place. His heart was racing and he already felt dizzy, footsteps stumbling even more as he ran.

Calling her insane would've been familiar too! Man Ioder, you and Kyon should be best friends. If Kyon ever ended up in Vatheon that is.

And hey, hey. Asakura is pretty much right behind Ioder now, yet she hasn't made another attempt at stabbing him. Since it seems that the Emperor bleeds.

A lot.

"If you pass out I'll carry you to the coral, so try to not do that alright?"

Yes, they can have tea and bond over the times Asakura made them bleed.

Except that right now that would be the furthest idea from Ioder's mind. He just wants to get away, get somewhere that she isn't, eat a damn apple gel and hope he can avoid nightmares some how.

He doesn't want to pass out, not anywhere near her, but fear has worked him up so bad that, coupled with the wound, he's just getting slower and slower. He stumbles again, this time tripping over his feet completely and crashing in to a collection of trashbins.

He hits them rather hard, landing hard enough on his injured arm to elicit a cry of pain as they go clattering noisily around him. He lays there for a moment, panting and whimpering, only opening one eye to watch Asakura fearfully.

Doing her best to not get caught up in the fallen trashbins, and suppressing the urge to kick them for being in the way, she makes her way to the fallen Ioder.

And she's frowning, if he can even see her expression, as she kneels next to him.

"If you had stayed still this wouldn't have happened," is all she says as she slides her knife into the waistband of her skirt so that she has both hands free so she can move to grab a hold of Ioder.

And what is she going to do if/once she gets a hold of him? Why she's going to pick him up and try to carry him to the coral. Now who'da thunk a teenaged girl who is only five foot four could do that.

It helps that Ioder is rather small and slender for his age. But even in his current state, it doesn't stop him from struggling, flailing as much as he can, finally finding his voice again.

"Put me down! Put me down this instant! HELP! SOME ONE HELP ME!"

"Oh be quiet, or I'll stab you again," it's a threat, but her tone is so teasing that she's not serious about it at all.

"We're not to far from the coral, actually."

Which is true, she had actually did her best to figure out how to reach the coral the quickest way possible. And even with Ioder flailing about, she's running pretty fast to make sure they get there before he passes out.

He wasn't listening. Oh, he heard her, and he heard the tone, but after what she had already done to him he didn't trust her to just heave him alone once they were at the coral.

He stopped screaming, at least, mostly because it didn't seem like anyone was coming to his aid anyway. But he continued to thrash about, attempting to kick at her or find some way to break free.

"Let go-- let me go, you lunatic!"

He may hear her go 'ow' a few times, since she's still recovering from her ribs being busted up. So the kicks are actually working a bit.

Except she's going to solider through.

"Oh, you'd rather just bleed out in a trash can? I can do that if you wish?"

LOOK AT YOUR LIFE IODER.

That actually got him to clam up rather quickly. Sure, Estelle was a healer and could have taken care of it relatively easily, but getting home without passing out may have actually been an issue. And even if people were brought back to life there, Ioder wasn't particularly keen on experiencing death.

He went quiet, hand gripping at his bloody arm again with a wince of pain.

Death sucks, Asakura vaguely knows that much. So really, she's happy when Ioder stops making a fuss and hey!

There is the coral.

Hopefully he won't mind being very unceremoniously dropped as close to it as Asakura can get.

Ioder lets out a pained grunt as he's dropped, curling in to a ball where he lands. The blood actually slows a bit, though it's really not going to start healing unless he touches it.

Which he isn't doing. He just looks up at Asakura, panting heavily with a look that's halfway between anger and fright.

She's watching and not giving two shits about the dirty looking he's giving her. But she'll frown at the fact that the wound is not healing.

"Ah... well this is a bust it seems," she sighs, frowning slightly as she turns her attention to the coral. "Or is it because it's not as powered as it has been before?"

The question is more asked to herself, since she's now turned her attention back to Ioder.

"Thank you for being a test run run, Ioder-kun. But I should be going now, since you were very loud someone is certainly going to come by."

He says nothing, but a faint noise that could very well be a growl of anger does escape. Aside from his labored breathing, there's still no movement from him. He doesn't see the point in running again since her "experiment" seems to be complete, so he just waits for her to leave.

Nothing else to be said, really. And she'll take her leave, leaving Ioder by himself with the coral.

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