Draft Log #3: During v. 2.0

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone on the draft
What: Day 3-5
When: August 27th-August 29th
Where: ONCE MORE INTO THE-- ...BEACH
Summary: Like it says above. The draftees reach the beach.
Rating: V FOR VIOLENT BEHAVIOUR!!


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[chiisaichou.livejournal.com]

[Higher and higher the soldier climbs, his purpose unknown. What the hell did he want to do with her, anyway?! Miyabi's not willing to stick around and find out, nor will she allow him to take her any higher. She can make out a clear shape through her tears and aims her sword for that. She feels a sort of satisfaction as her blade collides with something hard and solid, and she hears a loud grunt.

But she doesn't fall. Not far, at least, before another soldier snags her out of thin air by the arm. She curses, aims her sword at this one, but something flashes out of the corner of her eye and Miyabi turns her head just in time to see the enraged face of the soldier that was carrying her before, one arm limp and bleeding at his side.

It'll be the last thing she sees.

A sharp, shooting pain bursts from her chest, spreading out to her entire body. Miyabi's fingers clench her sword before loosening, and the blade tumbles from her hand, spinning in the air before splashing into the water below. Pain. That's all she could feel. a horrible, terrible, strangling pain. Miyabi tries to breath, but she just chokes on the blood spilling from her mouth. It hurts, everything, everywhere...it hurts so bad she wants to scream. But she can't. After the pain, there was heaviness, and she began to feel so, so tired and...weak.

I'm dying.

The soldier grins in a twisted way before pulling the sword out, sealing the girl's fate. The world around her blacks out in seconds after that, and Miyabi's head slumps forward onto her chest. With nothing else left to do, the two soldiers dispose of the body...by dropping it into the water below. Where Miyabi falls, the water becomes painted with red, and she doesn't move.]

1/4

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[It's high enough Nami doesn't quite understand what she sees at first. She's still wading in to the water like that's going to be useful.]

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[...and then Miyabi falls.]

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[That isn't meant to happen. It isn't meant to--

Lightning sheets across the sky, slamming into the Third Party still in the sky and bringing them down. Nami doesn't wait to see them drop into the ocean; she dives in, not caring about the blood in the water-- it just marks where Miyabi fell. She'll still be alive, Nami can haul her out and use Nala and get her to safety and everything'll be fine, but first she has to find her in the water--

--she vanishes under the surface, sweeping around with her hands blindly-- and it's sheer luck she snags cloth, hand latching around one limp arm and hauling upward just as she runs out of breath.

Breaking the surface, spots in front of her eyes, and one arm gripped firmly around Miyabi as she kicks back for shore just close enough that she can set her feet down and turns Miya over, staring at the torn wound that's ripped straight through her chest.

There's a rational voice, somewhere in the very back of her mind, that tells Nami it's already far too late.

She doesn't listen. Nami presses her hand against Miyabi's chest and summons Nala's gift and prays for a miracle.]

[chiisaichou.livejournal.com]

[It's too late even before Nami reaches her. Miyabi's body is limp and lifeless as she's hauled out of the water. She doesn't move at all, even as Nami tries in vain to heal her. At the very least, her wet bangs cover most of her face, hiding the colorless eyes of death from her friend. It seems the gods were merciful in that respect, at least. But in the respect of a young girl's life...nothing can be done. She's not breathing, her heart's not beating...

Miyabi is dead.]

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[Nami has always been a pragmatic, practical person who calls it like it is. She knows, the minute she first tries the magic-- Miyabi's gone.

She tries anyway. For all the time she has, trying to deny the inevitable-- tht Miya died right there, that she didn't stop it, that--]

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[...




...]

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[You're kidding.




Just like that.]

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[Just like that!?

...and then there's movement on the beach behind her; Third Party finally starting to recover from her attack. Middle of a war zone, ha--]

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[So Nami does the only thing she can do, which in absence of being useful and saving Miya's life, she can at least stop them from getting to the body-- and to her-- (does it matter? of course it does)--

-- and clutches Miyabi to her chest, pulling a curtain of cool air over them so they both vanish from view.

Gone.




She's so sorry.]