amiable: (dread.)
takamura uru. ([personal profile] amiable) wrote in [community profile] paradisalogs2012-10-07 07:03 pm

they're listening to me

Who: URU and YOU
What: Nightmares, etc. AKA: what the fuck we thought Uru’s brain was safe.
When: backdated to the start of the weekend.
Where: Uru’s mind!!
Rating: PG-13? Warning for blood and potential violence and language.


Suddenly... the City Royale.

It’s unusually quiet around this time of night. Many residents and natives close up shop around now and no later, and make their way back into the safety of the castle or their homes in the city. Perhaps the silence is relaxing to any who find themselves wandering the streets tonight.

Or perhaps the silence is unsettling. It’s too quiet, like it’s trying to lure those taking a look around into a false sense of security. Slowly but surely, it feels like someone or something is skulking in the shadows— watching and waiting. They’re close now. The time draws near for him to make his move.

[ THE CITY | WAREHOUSE NIGHT I | WAREHOUSE NIGHT II ]
circleoflife: A straight-on headshot of Mufasa with a relatively blank expression. (king)

[personal profile] circleoflife 2012-10-08 02:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[Mufasa stops dead when he hears the scream, the frown already present on his face deepening. He's only heard her voice once over the journals-- and he certainly hasn't heard her scream-- so the familiarity of it passes him by. Regardless, he tries to pinpoint the source of the scream, to go towards it.

But then there's gunfire, and the sudden, loud bang that erupts from the weapon's muzzle startles Mufasa more than the bullet that goes whizzing by his shoulder, leaving a small burn; a lucky miss.

Involuntarily, he snarls, head snapping in the direction of the sound. He was unaccustomed to guns, and so did not know their power; none-the-less, the deafening boom hadn't been unlike thunder, and that's enough to let Mufasa know he could be facing something potentially dangerous. So he turns and runs, but only for a moment, before he slides into an alleyway and turns around, peering out to see if the source of the noise and pain was there.]
circleoflife: Mufasa looking irritated. (scar.)

[personal profile] circleoflife 2012-10-09 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[What's with those running sounds? It was almost like it was inside his head. With a soft growl, he shakes his head stubbornly, and crouches down. He'll pounce on whoever's coming, if he needs to.]

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cyan_maid: Jane doesn't know what the fuck is going on (What is even going on?)

[personal profile] cyan_maid 2012-10-08 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Jane, of course, has never had much experience in the city, so she stumbles into the warehouse with absolutely no idea where she is.

And when that man comes out? Oh fuck it, she dives for a crate and huddles behind it. Nope, not coming out from back here until that guy is g-o-n-e.]
cyan_maid: Jane doesn't know what the fuck is going on (What is even going on?)

It's alright, mine aren't too good either.

[personal profile] cyan_maid 2012-10-08 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh God. He saw her.

She presses her hands against her mouth and tries so very hard not to breathe loudly. Just stay still. Stay...still...]

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ofhope: ([ towards dawn])

[personal profile] ofhope 2012-10-09 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ Joshua can't imagine actually being afraid of anything anymore, but the sense of unease he feels when he opens his eyes is very unfamiliar, so at that point anything is possible, isn't it? It's the first clue to everything being 'off', because he doesn't pay too much mind to waking up in strange places anymore.

Unfortunately he doesn't really get much time to regain his composure and figure out what's going on when the strange man suddenly busts in. Joshua was already hidden behind some crates, and he's not exactly sure why he's staying there, but he is. Quiet and observant. Who is that? ]
ofhope: ([ your christ has come ])

[personal profile] ofhope 2012-10-11 08:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ This is...a familiar sight, although he can't place why (look in the mirror).

But since he can't recognize the situation from here, he's moving away, staying low while he tries to make his way around the perimeter and hopefully find an exit. This has nothing to do with him. He shouldn't be here. Why is he? ]

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dupable: (pic#2152706)

[personal profile] dupable 2012-10-09 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ John isn't really thinking about how he got into the warehouse in the first place, he's more concerned with where he is at the moment. He doesn't spend nearly enough time in the City for this place to be that familiar, but he can recognize a warehouse when he sees one.

He is about to head over to the other room and check out whatever it is that happens to be covered by that sheet, but he hears movement inside and quickly finds a closed crate to duck and hide behind before the man comes into view.
]
dupable: (John: Ponder what this could mean)

[personal profile] dupable 2012-10-10 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ John tries to stay quiet as he shifts behind the crates some. He wants to stay out of view while still being able to keep an eye on the guy if at all possible, but it's not easy to do. He's at least smart enough not to make any sudden moves and call attention to himself.

What girl his he talking about though? John didn't see anyone when he came in here.

Though uh... did he come in here? Okay, well he didn't see any girl when he suddenly found himself in here.
]

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inafadingcrown: (The edge of a knife)

[personal profile] inafadingcrown 2012-10-08 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
[Galadriel makes her way to the girl, careful to move quietly and avoid being seen.]

Uru. [It's a sharp hiss of a whisper, fear seeping into it despite her best efforts.]
inafadingcrown: (grave and beautiful)

[personal profile] inafadingcrown 2012-10-08 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
[She moves a hand to her mouth, gesturing for Uru to remain silent. Quietly and swiftly, she sets to work on removing Uru's bonds. Dream or no, she couldn't leave her like this.]

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whichwayyoulean: (Did I leave the oven on)

[personal profile] whichwayyoulean 2012-10-08 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[The Once-ler isn't sure how he's ended up in here. As much as he's not fully comfortable with Uru, he'll move quietly to her side, risking a glance at that other room, making sure that crazy guy is staying put before speaking to her]

Hey, Uru? What happened? [Girl you look pretty badly hurt there]
whichwayyoulean: (So you choose to be an idiot right?)

[personal profile] whichwayyoulean 2012-10-08 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[He frowns, squinting at that head wound]

Me. This is your lucky day. We should get outta here.

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deterrence: (005.)

[personal profile] deterrence 2012-10-10 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[Shizuru doesn't bother hiding her presence, so as to allow Uru the chance for getting any reaction in before she gets close, dismiss her if she shouldn't be here. The sight of a familiar figure trussed up like that...for a moment back there, another image from many months ago -- we could call it years by now, came back to her.

The mark burns, as though echoing the rising emotions within herself that almost make their way into her voice]


Takamura-san. I'm here. Do you recognize me.
deterrence: (012.)

[personal profile] deterrence 2012-10-12 03:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Tell me what I should do. [she bends down, trying to meet Uru's eyes, not daring to reach for her] I can tell you don't want to stay.

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