Volya Alkaev (
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General Testrun (Because I am an impatient person)
1) [Random Street Corner.]
[You're probably going about your business, something or the other. Then as you're about to move on you see someone in his mid-teens rushing past a cornery, looking severely battered and like the hounds of hell were chasing him down. By mere luck - or perhaps your reflexes, he doesn't crash into you when he trips and eats pavement.]
Ugh.. ow.. H.. hey.. not... to sound too needy or anything.. but .. could you help me out...?
[He's struggling with his words as he does his best to get as much air as he could into his lungs and he's got a couple of scratches that are starting to leak blood.]
2) [Somewhere deserted.]
[Maybe you chanced upon this place by accident, maybe you found this kid to be a little suspicious, either way you've found a rather odd scene..]
Oh great... may as well add grand theft bovine onto the list of reasons those guys are trying to kill me...
[Volya's standing in front of a twenty meter-plus thing... . There's no other way to describe the twisted bipedal horror of flesh and metal with far too many fangs and several eyes that were NOT on its head. It was also holding a cow... surprisingly... the thing wasn't tearing the bovine into fountaining gore as one would expect (though the animal in question WAS looking plenty freaked)... rather it was just holding it before the teen.]
That's what I get for thinking I needed a little more milk... I bet you're proud of yourself.
[There was a noise that sounded like gurgling and a blender full of nails.]
3) [City streets.]
[You hear a soft humming as you look towards a garbage can and see this guy digging around from it.]
Rotten.. rotten.. wrapping... junk... empty... dammit why the heck to hobos make this look so easy-
[His musings were interrupted by the crack of thunder and the start of an afternoon rain.]
And now this.... glorious...
[He was grinding his teeth in agitation.]
4) [Inner City - Battle]
[There's utter chaos in the streets as several machines proceed to gang up on a large monster... however that monster doesn't seem to be attacking very much.... in fact it was just countering and struggling before just stopping in place and refusing to move as it was repeatedly pummeled.]
[Blood and metal rained down on the streets with each strike. The beast letting out an agonized howl... in tandem with a young man's scream of pain.]
[You're probably going about your business, something or the other. Then as you're about to move on you see someone in his mid-teens rushing past a cornery, looking severely battered and like the hounds of hell were chasing him down. By mere luck - or perhaps your reflexes, he doesn't crash into you when he trips and eats pavement.]
Ugh.. ow.. H.. hey.. not... to sound too needy or anything.. but .. could you help me out...?
[He's struggling with his words as he does his best to get as much air as he could into his lungs and he's got a couple of scratches that are starting to leak blood.]
2) [Somewhere deserted.]
[Maybe you chanced upon this place by accident, maybe you found this kid to be a little suspicious, either way you've found a rather odd scene..]
Oh great... may as well add grand theft bovine onto the list of reasons those guys are trying to kill me...
[Volya's standing in front of a twenty meter-plus thing... . There's no other way to describe the twisted bipedal horror of flesh and metal with far too many fangs and several eyes that were NOT on its head. It was also holding a cow... surprisingly... the thing wasn't tearing the bovine into fountaining gore as one would expect (though the animal in question WAS looking plenty freaked)... rather it was just holding it before the teen.]
That's what I get for thinking I needed a little more milk... I bet you're proud of yourself.
[There was a noise that sounded like gurgling and a blender full of nails.]
3) [City streets.]
[You hear a soft humming as you look towards a garbage can and see this guy digging around from it.]
Rotten.. rotten.. wrapping... junk... empty... dammit why the heck to hobos make this look so easy-
[His musings were interrupted by the crack of thunder and the start of an afternoon rain.]
And now this.... glorious...
[He was grinding his teeth in agitation.]
4) [Inner City - Battle]
[There's utter chaos in the streets as several machines proceed to gang up on a large monster... however that monster doesn't seem to be attacking very much.... in fact it was just countering and struggling before just stopping in place and refusing to move as it was repeatedly pummeled.]
[Blood and metal rained down on the streets with each strike. The beast letting out an agonized howl... in tandem with a young man's scream of pain.]
3-Well I'm impatient too, so we've got that working for each other.
There's a woman standing next to the trashcan now, holding an umbrella over it.]
Huzzah!
Uh... thanks?
[What would one say when suddenly having an umbrella over them held by a mysterious woman who gave him a painful twist of fear in his gut for no explicable reason while bin-digging. he honestly didn't have a snark for that... wait...]
You do this for a lot of hungry homeless people?
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[She gestures towards a nearby apartment.]
I'm going to order chinese. Want some?
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Well its either that or soggy garbage meals...
[Yeah he's going with the Chinese...]
This isn't going to end like some B-Movie slasher flick right?
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[The apartment is...sparse. There's a TV, a couch, and a few folding chairs around a plastic table. The woman hangs up her coat, puts her umbrella in a stand by the door, and starts looking over a menu in the kitchen.]
Anything in particular you want? I'm just going to get the general Tso's.
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Honestly? I'm just happy for anything I can get right now... but I'd really like some chicken!
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[Evening routine start! She plops down on the couch, and flicks the TV onto the news channel. It starts going on about local crime stories, and the woman just silently watches.]
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[And Volya watches... nothing on a bunch of crazies in suits?.... Well thank you god for small favors. Or would they have the cash to bribe the news agencies to pull them off the screens?]
.... thanks....
[Still, even if he was on the run... it wouldn't do to be impolite. His mother, father and relatives didn't raise him to be a brat. Though some of that may be a little of his own fault.]
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Oh, I'll get it! [Which she does. a short while later she's spreading out food on the fold-up plastic table in what passes for a dining room.]
...It's been a while since I had someone to talk to over dinner, you know. So, what's your name?
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[He has a rather wry smile on his face as he said it.]
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Even MORE impatience!
[Mizuki'll just helpfully heft Volya back up to his feet, though she's scowling.]
Did you get caught shoplifting or something?
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[This was followed by a gasping coughing fit before he actually managed to answer.]
Probably? Could be anything... I just know those guys want me dead...
[What was that? Was his life being threatened?]
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Alright then. We'll discuss this further in a minute. Hide in one of those, will you?
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[That easy? Either he has great experience with Dumpster Diving or he was really that desperate. He was already getting the lid open and throwing himself inside. A slight rattle was the only sign he was inside before the lid closed.]
[Mizuki. A while after he's safely inside with full deniability, a group of men in black led by an immaculately clean blonde in a long-coat, as well as two men clad in ARMOR of all things, it was like power armor and medieval stuff thrown together.]
"Pardon me Miss, but did you see a young man run past here? Its of great importance we find him."
[Weapons were drawn. Clearly their intent of what they planned for Volya was clear.]
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[And now Mizuki's doing the classic maneuver and playing dumb.]
Well, I saw plenty of young men run by here actually. But you'll have to be more specific. Are you his bodyguards? Did someone you were supposed to protect run off?
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[The men present were looking seriously agitated... Like they were worried about something.]
[Volya himself is NOT doing so well, trying to contain the nausea he was feeling.]
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[She pauses to think a little while before pointing around the bend that would lead everyone away from Volya.]
If I'm thinking of the right person... he seemed really in a hurry and didn't stop for anyone... he went that way? But it was a while ago...
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[They're rushing off, clearly not willing to stop for anyone themselves. Unaware that their quarry was just hiding in the dumpster.]
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Alright. You can get out now.
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T...thank you...
[He was shivering pretty badly too, he was having trouble getting to his feet.]
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[Que russian kid letting some rather panicked smattering of his mother tongue before falling over in surprise. He did NOT hear her at all.]
I-that-its-.. Ah...
[So very much a kid with his hand in the cookie jar... only the punishment might be DEATH.]
Why didn't you tell me she was there?
[This earned a low grinding noise from the thing.]
I didn't ask- ITS NOT THE SORT OF THING I HAVE TO ASK ABOUT!! Come on!
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...That cow is not yours. Return it.
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You heard her... c'mon, go put it back.
[Another unhappy noise, those eyes in its shoulders blink sadly.]
...No I don't-..I know you think its your friend but it needs to go back home.
Yes right now.
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