minor details, p - rain

[kaori]

yay! first post as Kaori. In the Boomerang. Kaori was horrified. Since Tank's immediate decision to send Kaori to lead a few others into the Boomerang on their own, she knew that there was something wrong with him. He had been the best of the best, strategizing the attack plans for all of their accomplishments into Ember territory or defending their own. Tank was now crazy, Kaori decided, as she had stood in front of him as he stated his request. She was about to yell and scream and tell him it was a death trap, but what the King said was law and the law was punishable by death if not obeyed. She glanced at the inexperienced in front of her, dismayed at the sight. There was Emmett, a kind, passive youth without any true experience in fighting. There was also Amnesia. He didn't really carry a rank, but was there, because well, he was there. Both teenagers, one that was rebellious and hard to control, and one too affectionate to kill. Kaori cursed, her insides heavy. We are seriously in trouble... However, Kaori was ready, equipped with what she needed if a fight ever occurred. Her katana rested snug on her back and just feeling that it was there gave her strength. A flashlight was tied to her waist, emitting a glow that only lit a metre ahead of her. She had forgotten to change the batteries today. No matter, Emmett had spares. He was like that, Kaori decided. He was the one who always thought of everything, who would be prepared when no one else was. Emmett was cheerful today, like he always was, everyday. Kaori wasn't really sure if he was capable of wielding his short dagger, safely tucked in his belt. She could almost feel sorry that Tank put the Lookout in this position. Come on. He was a Lookout. He was supposed to be sitting at home nicely, waiting for someone to come so he could call for help. Amnesia wasn't any better. The boy had a smirk on his face, his whip tucked smartly under an arm. His blond hair stood out in the dark and Kaori almost muttered a "stupid" under her breath. She was careful to catch her tongue, however, because she knew Amnesia's powers let him hear much more than she ever could. Amnesia put on a toothy grin, pointing to a minor tunnel to his left. He wanted to explore. "Oh no you don't," Kaori hissed, her breath short and quick. She wasn't afraid; no, she was just pissed off that this amateur wanted to dash off on his own. He would be dead in a minute... Kaori again stopped her thoughts. She hadn't really seen this youth in action and rumour had it that he had hidden skills underneath his belt. The young female glared pure death at the boy. He was always silent, always mysterious. She had no idea why he was in Flashback in the first place. He didn't even carry a rank, not even Page, where the babies and the twelve year olds go. What was his use anyways? Amnesia grinned at her and Kaori wanted to punch his face in. She was exasperated. This day would not go well and they would all probably perish under the knife or fist of some rookie Ember member. When the flashlight blinked out, Kaori swore.

[rain]

*kicks you* it's a crazy world_______ Ever since his father's dead body dropped to the ground, Rain has been running. Maeniel urged him on, Jude tried to calm him down, and Jewel was just screaming, screaming, telling him that there was nowhere safe anymore. There was a certain safety to his mind offered by the tunnels. It was the place Rain grew up afterall, and he made it his task to explore every corner availiable to him, also certain places that are not. It was the element of danger that he loved, of running into a Flashback member and then...Whim took over and it was what he loved. Breathing in the smell of the damp air, he allowed himself to creep along the tunnels, back against the wall. It was a familiar position to him, and it made him feel safer. It was because of whatever they put into his genetics, and the tunnels were his natural home. When he was little the kids used to make fun of the way he talked. "Hey little snake," they would sneer, "Snakey boy...ssssnakey snakey boy." It was why he chose the axe as his weapon, because it was badass and bigger than most people's heads. He learned the fine points of the axe as something to throw, to improve his target and aim. He learned to use the blade to chop, and the handle to block. He practiced so much that the blisters on his hands broke and bled, broke and bled, until they were hard yellow calluses that he was proud of. When they gave him the rank of master in the weapon level, it was the first time that his father looked at him with a sort of pride. He gritted his teeth. His father. It was always about his father. He knew he was about to throw himself into a rage, and the best way to release that rage was to pick on some Flashback people. The Boomerang was the best place to hit first, ever since Ethan took the curve of the tunnel singlehandedly, then Flashback fought back and Ember lost, but all of Ember remembered. It wasn't that Rain wanted to achieve Ethan's great feat, but he thought that bloodying the blade of his axe was the most tempting option to him at the moment. Suddenly, he heard noise ahead, and he froze, listening for the source of that sound. The voices were unfamiliar, and either he just stumbled on some very stupid loners or some Flashback members patrolling their territory. From the stumbling way they moved, he thought that they were probably not skilled at their job. He advanced by moving forward a few steps, and then stopping, shuffling another few steps and then stopping again. He gauged by the sound of the footsteps and matching up the voices, that there were three of them. Three against one. Do you want to tempt fate? Maeniel asked. "I don't think it's my day to die," he whispered, and then he balanced the axe in his grip. He straightened, advancing forward with confident steps. "What do we have here?" He announced his presence with his loud voice. "...A bunch of stumbling Flashback idiots." _______but we're all. mad. here.