Traumatizing

[str4ych1ld.livejournal.com]

Get them away from me.

... I SAID, GO AWAY!!!!

Why...? Why more...?

((OoC: Totally open, hop right in and pleasepleasepleeease save Tsukasa. :x and... perhaps a Larxene wasn't such a good idea...))

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[savageknives.livejournal.com]

[After taking quite a few hits, she gets back with it and tries guarding again. She eventually pushes off of him and leaps backwards, glaring, daring him to come at her.]

[acrosstwo.livejournal.com]

[He takes a moment to regain his breath, then... waits.]

[savageknives.livejournal.com]

What's the matter, kiddo? Had enough~?

[acrosstwo.livejournal.com]

Not... even close.

[savageknives.livejournal.com]

Well then... [another set of kunai] Have at you!!

[She runs straight at him yet again. Second verse, same as the first]

[acrosstwo.livejournal.com]

[Roxas only repeats his blocking maneuver, then kicks at her stomach and tries to bring both blades down upon her head.]

[savageknives.livejournal.com]

Oof--! [The kick connects, which also allows for the first keyblade to hit. She catches the second, though, and knocks it out of the way with the back of her arm -- not the smartest move in the world, but better than another blow to the head.]

[She retreats, somehow managing to look graceful despite her vision fiercely swimming. She smirks at him, laughing.] You're feistier than I thought.

[acrosstwo.livejournal.com]

[Roxas takes a few steps back once he's half-disarmed, but that state doesn't last for long. The Keyblade is soon in his hand again, and he gives her a bit of a sardonic grin.]

Never judge a book by its cover.

[savageknives.livejournal.com]

Well. I don't want to rip out too many of your pages too soon -- you're pretty fun after all. [Her smirk slips into a downright evil grin.] This is far from over, though.

[acrosstwo.livejournal.com]

You sure? You look kinda tired to me.

[savageknives.livejournal.com]

Hardly. You're the one who's winded, kiddo. [She winks and laughs, the black already forming around her.] Bye-bye for now. [Aaand, gone.]

[str4ych1ld.livejournal.com]

... Is she... gone?

[acrosstwo.livejournal.com]

Hey, don't just—!! [... too late. Sigh. The Keyblades disappear in their respective fashions, and he turns around to Tsukasa.]

Looks like it. You all right?

[str4ych1ld.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I think so. Do you know her, then? [He still sounds a little frightened.]

[acrosstwo.livejournal.com]

Not personally, but... you could say we've got something in common. [Headshake.]

[str4ych1ld.livejournal.com]

[He just nods at that.]

... Thank you, Roxas.

[acrosstwo.livejournal.com]

No problem, Tsukasa. Just glad you're okay.