|Allelujah/Hallelujah Haptism (differentside) wrote in marinasylum,|
@ 2011-05-27 15:21:00
|Entry tags:||akito/agito/lind wanijima, allelujah haptism, anthy himemiya, nena trinity, road kamelot, tieria erde|
[It's starting to get late. Allelujah doesn't usually go to sleep this early, but today he's pretty tired. Hallelujah's rather quiet, too… so he might as well go to bed.]
[The first thing you see is a small boy holding the hand of a small girl, running through white hallways. They both have white bandages wrapped around their arms, and the boy has a bandage around his head, but they don't seem to mind. In fact, they're both smiling and laughing.]
[There's screams coming from one of the stainless steel doors they pass, but the two just flinch and run away from that door, continuing to run. There's the smell of blood in the air, and disinfectants, but the two of them don't seem to notice those. The girl tugs the boy around a corner, and they both go quiet for a moment, before nodding like they've decided on something and turning around, the girl chasing the boy down the hall as he laughs.]
Catch me, Marie!
[Marie is closing in on him, and she tackles him to the ground. The boy hits his head with a 'thump', but he doesn't seem bothered, just laughs.]
You got me! Now it's my turn to chase you!
[She scrambles away, and he gives chase.]
[The lights are dim, and the city is asleep… for the most part. A light rain is falling, and a young man, clad mostly in black, walks down the street, hands in his pockets. He passes by an alley, and grins, turning around to see the four men following him.]
You bastard! You'll pay for what you did to our leader!
[The teen in black grins, before shrugging.]
I only gave the bastard what he deserved. If you have a problem with it, then fucking do something about it.
[The punks laugh, and spread out around the first man, each pulling out a knife.]
We intend to.
Hah! [The teen pulls out two switchblades, flicking them open.] It's your fucking funeral!
[He launches himself at the first punk, blades catching a glint off of the flickering street light before they disappear into his shoulder and back, twisting, making the punk scream.]
[[ooc; First dream is open to anyone who's got some CR with Allelujah! The second one is completely open.]]