"Shinji-kun, just concentrate on walking right now," comes a woman's voice, slightly tinny as it rings its way through an intercom speaker.
Tense and uncertain, he complies. 'Walk', he wills himself, taking an enormous and successful step forward from atop his incredibly high vantage point, moving him forward through the landscape of a city at nightfall, moving ever closer to the target - a massive, jet black bipedal figure, too long and too thin to be entirely human-shaped, a pair of birdlike skulls set between its shoulders, a smattering of bones set atop its skin. 'Walk', he again impresses, but the view in front of him suddenly wobbles like a person caught off balance. The ground rushes up impossibly fast to meet his face with a thunderous 'THUD', and though no damage has actually been done to his person, he pulls his hand up to clutch at his face as if it were the thing that hit the street below with a tiny noise of pain.
"Shinji-kun," a second woman urges, jolting him back to attention in time to see the figure from before looming over him. "Get it together!"
But, in his surprise and terror, he cannot react quickly enough.
"Hurry! Get up!" the second woman pleads, as the creature reaches down with one clawed hand, plucking the vessel the boy's safely situated inside up off the ground by its head and, easily, into the air at arm's length. Its other hand reaches out and grabs... his arm? It sure seems that way, with the way he feels his arm being squeezed roughly and pulled back, though when he reaches back there with his own free hand, clutching desperately in an attempt to free himself, there's nothing here but his own body. "Shinji-kun, calm down! That's not your arm!" the voice urges once more, but despite the assurance, the pain and the pull continue until a loud, bone shattering 'SNAP' pierces the tension. The pull is gone, replaced instead with wave of pain and lightheadedness that causes him to freeze in place.
"Left arm damaged!" "The circus have disconnected!" Come the frantic voices from the speakers as the creature lifts him up even higher. From its palm, a blindingly bright light flashes for just a moment, as a new voice breaks through to him.
"Shinji-kun, dodge!"
As if he has any way to do so. The light fires off, hitting him squarely in the right eye with a tremendous amount of pressure. More panicked voices begin to rattle off the damage being done as the strikes continue, but their words are easily drowned out by the sheer pain and terror of the situation at hand. After a number of hits, his skull is pierced, and he's flung backward at incredible speed, stopping abruptly as something large and solid slams into his back and breaks his momentum, allowing the lance to easily slide back into the arm of the creature. One last scream of "Shinji-kun!" can be heard, before he simply blacks out.
REM: Kyoko (CW: Major injury)
Tense and uncertain, he complies. 'Walk', he wills himself, taking an enormous and successful step forward from atop his incredibly high vantage point, moving him forward through the landscape of a city at nightfall, moving ever closer to the target - a massive, jet black bipedal figure, too long and too thin to be entirely human-shaped, a pair of birdlike skulls set between its shoulders, a smattering of bones set atop its skin. 'Walk', he again impresses, but the view in front of him suddenly wobbles like a person caught off balance. The ground rushes up impossibly fast to meet his face with a thunderous 'THUD', and though no damage has actually been done to his person, he pulls his hand up to clutch at his face as if it were the thing that hit the street below with a tiny noise of pain.
"Shinji-kun," a second woman urges, jolting him back to attention in time to see the figure from before looming over him. "Get it together!"
But, in his surprise and terror, he cannot react quickly enough.
"Hurry! Get up!" the second woman pleads, as the creature reaches down with one clawed hand, plucking the vessel the boy's safely situated inside up off the ground by its head and, easily, into the air at arm's length. Its other hand reaches out and grabs... his arm? It sure seems that way, with the way he feels his arm being squeezed roughly and pulled back, though when he reaches back there with his own free hand, clutching desperately in an attempt to free himself, there's nothing here but his own body. "Shinji-kun, calm down! That's not your arm!" the voice urges once more, but despite the assurance, the pain and the pull continue until a loud, bone shattering 'SNAP' pierces the tension. The pull is gone, replaced instead with wave of pain and lightheadedness that causes him to freeze in place.
"Left arm damaged!" "The circus have disconnected!" Come the frantic voices from the speakers as the creature lifts him up even higher. From its palm, a blindingly bright light flashes for just a moment, as a new voice breaks through to him.
"Shinji-kun, dodge!"
As if he has any way to do so. The light fires off, hitting him squarely in the right eye with a tremendous amount of pressure. More panicked voices begin to rattle off the damage being done as the strikes continue, but their words are easily drowned out by the sheer pain and terror of the situation at hand. After a number of hits, his skull is pierced, and he's flung backward at incredible speed, stopping abruptly as something large and solid slams into his back and breaks his momentum, allowing the lance to easily slide back into the arm of the creature. One last scream of "Shinji-kun!" can be heard, before he simply blacks out.