17 Souls [Accidental Voice Post]

[soul_dissonance]

Nngh... Keh!

RAAAAAARGH! [The sound of steal hitting a hard surface, like a large chunk of stone or asphalt suddenly rings out. The blade of his scythe rings from the impact.]

... [Huff, huff]

Dammit!

How long am I going to be stuck here sitting on my ass waiting for backup!? I'm not stupid enough to kamikaze into this, but I am getting pretty pissed off by this piece of crap!

Death Scythe, Doc, if I'm counting on you two to move your sorry asses then do it! If you don't, then I'll be tempted to kill you before he ever gets that chance!

[[ooc Frustrated Soul is frustrated. Nightmare, y u do dis? Oh, and no buildings were harmed in the making of this post. Promise.]]

Comments

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

Quit doing what I do.

Stubborn bastard. It won't help.

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

Then what the hell am I supposed to do!?

I'm a Weapon, and Nightmare's no different from one of the Kishin in my world! I shouldn't be stuck here while he's prancing around the city and taking lives!

Dammit! If she wasn't here... If it was the same as before...!

Re: [Voice]

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

Burn your stress out, I guess. Or do something. This kind of shit won't get you anywhere.

Why are you stuck there?

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

Because I'm weak, all right!? A Weapon is only as good as its Meister, and I can't let myself die if its not to protect her!

Keh... I'm not stupid! I know that there is strength in numbers, but I'm getting sick of waiting already!

Re: [Voice]

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

You're not weak. Quit being stupid about this--we're all sick of waiting. We all do what we can, including you, so--

It's the way it is here. But I understand, so.

Just let it the fuck out. Whatever. I don't mind.

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

Urgh... Shit!

[A thud transmits as Soul falls down onto his bottom to sit on the ground.]

...

This mess needs to end soon, Shinji. Before I go insane and really do something stupid.

...More than what I have already done.

Re: [Voice]

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure it's gonna end, Soul. This current shit. Yeah, it will. But this place keeps throwing punches.

We can take 'em however we want, that's the only choice. Fighting back is one way..

C'mon. What've you done that's like that?

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

It's what makes Discedo so damn fantastic, isn't it? ...Someone should print fliers.

Aah. You just keep on surviving... keep on pushing back and knocking down what keeps you from doing that much. Man... When I listen to myself say that, it sucks pretty hard. Heh.

...

You don't know what goes on in my head at night. It's... a wonder that I haven't given myself over to it just like Chrona. ...I'm not about to.

Re: [Voice]

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

Heh. Its a tough place, yeah, but there's worse out there. I still want to stay.

When I listen, sounds like you're a tough guy. So you'll keep beating it back. Doesn't mean its easy but--

...

I don't know. But I might understand more than you think. Even if it ain't exactly the same...

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

Remind me never to go on a grand tour to find out where those places exist. I'd probably get sick of it by the second stop. ...Hn. Then maybe you can be the mayor of Discedo, Shinji.

Kinda had to be. At least with the friends and enemies I've made back home.

... Sorry.

[He is quiet for a moment, before he lets out a grunt as he pulls himself back up to his feet.]

Oi, Shinji... Reno wasn't the only thing I heard over the comm... Do me a favor and make sure that Prince is doing all right for me, will you? I think I'd do a pretty shitty job at being comforting right now. Plus my hand is kinda bleeding from punching it against the ground like a dumbass.

I need to stop by the clinic before I can go back to working on patching up that damn hole Nightmare left behind.

confused and worried jackie is confused and worried

[theforceoncrack.livejournal.com]

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

I'm getting fed up by this crap... By this damn, soul-eating monster.

What kind of Weapon am I!?

[voice]

[theforceoncrack.livejournal.com]

...........

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

[He is quiet for a moment, before his feet shuffle against the ground.]

Jackie...

Go find Jenny, and make sure she's all right.

I'm going back to the high school... That hole isn't going to just fix itself.

[heroisms.livejournal.com]

Denting your blade will do nothing to solve the problem, child.

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

Shut up.

I know how to take it easy on myself, and I'm not in the mood for your damn advice.

Re: [Voice] You saw nothing.

[heroisms.livejournal.com]

[ A tired sigh ]

Requiem for the damned

[Voice] Fffff! ALUCA- ...Saw what?

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

...

It won't be for long. Not with how this city works.

I just don't know how long I can take this shit.

Re: [Voice] Actually, it was Nyarlathotep

[heroisms.livejournal.com]

Beating on the buildings helps no one, again.

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

...or what's left of it... I know.

But it helps keep me from running off and dying in a humiliating fight.

[Voice]

[heroisms.livejournal.com]

Use your energy towards something productive, mongrel. Try training with someone, if you are that afraid.

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

Don't act like you know me. That attitude is pissing me off.

I'm not afraid of dying on this heap. ...I'm just more afraid of dying if it means that I can't protect someone.

[He's quiet for a moment, and then he breathes out a sigh.] But I hear you. I'll be going soon. Just... feel like sitting here for a little while longer. So I can have time to think.

[Voice]

[heroisms.livejournal.com]

I could teach you some of the beast's techniques, if you would like?

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

...

Why would you want to help me?
Don't get me wrong, I'm not ungrateful... just... kind of curious.

I don't think that I've ever managed to catch your name before either.

... Call me Soul.

[Voice]

[heroisms.livejournal.com]

Should I list the reasons, or would you want me to be completely and honestly blunt?

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

Answering a question with a question like that? Now I'm starting to wonder if I should care enough to hear you do either.

... Go for being completely and honestly blunt. I don't really feel like I'm worth a list, for good or bad.

[polymorphically.livejournal.com]

To my knowledge, it resurfaces post-mortem, and I'm not certain that I can remove it twice.

I know you're upset, Soul--we all are, but be patient.

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

...

I'm not going to die... I'm not that stupid. Not as long as there's something that I have to live for. That I have to protect...

[There is an airy silence, until one of his fists collides with the asphalt below.] ...Nngh.

What do I have to do... to keep myself from going insane when that bastard just look the life of a friend...

[polymorphically.livejournal.com]

Then we're on the same page.

.. Stop wasting time abusing yourself. I heard a ruckus at the highschool regarding this 'Nightmare' fellow's escapades. A wall fell.

If you're so eager to get your hands on concrete, make it productive.
And for what it's worth .. I'm sorry.

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

Aah. Sorry. I know that... I'm not looking very cool right now.
...and I think that my hand is going to have to get bandaged up once I'm close to the clinic again. Shit.

Wood, actually. My arm makes a decent ax or saw blade, or... whatever the hell construction workers use for that kind of stuff. That Yamamoto guy wanted help cutting through some planks he found for supporting that opening before it gets fixed on long-term.

...Cut it out. Your apology will only be as good as tomorrow anyway. Don't waste your breath.

[polymorphically.livejournal.com]

Ouch.

Then I won't mother-hen you. You seem to have things under control.

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

Do me that favor, and maybe I'll try to see where the hell my manners went.

... And make sure that she's okay right now, all right? Maka has enough to worry about without my help.

[mrbaseballfan.livejournal.com]

I want a piece of him just as much as you... But there's no sense going and getting yourself killed, too.

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

Aah. I know, Ness... and I've got a very good reason to keep my feet grounded like I am. Even if it's hard as hell.

We'll get our chance. I can almost guarantee it.

... I'll be all right. Sorry, kid.

[Voice]

[mrbaseballfan.livejournal.com]

Believe me, I've got a home run to the face with his name on it, and then some.

Nightmare'll be scrap metal when we get through with him.

..Just be careful, ok Soul?

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

Oi, that means I'm going to be counting on you, you know? You better practice your swing, because I'll be expecting you to send him up to the sky.

Heh. I think I'm liking this idea more and more.

I will. A real cool guy wouldn't want to do anything to worry his friends more than he has to.

[nothisgirl.livejournal.com]

...Soul?

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

...

[He sighs, scratching his head. Seems like he found some time to come down from the frustration he experienced before.]

Don't make that face, Jenny... You're going to make me feel even more like crap for the stupid stuff I did and said before.

I'm not anyone worth worrying about anyway. My head's cooled off.

Oi, and you all right? ...Hn. Maybe that wasn't the right question to be asking.

[Voice]

[nothisgirl.livejournal.com]

[Exhales a little laugh.]

It's been a yelling and punching things kinda night.

And as an expert worrier, I think you are. I'm okay-- Jackie's here and...it'll all be better tomorrow. I hope. Are you somewhere safe?

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

Heh. Then I guess it's been my kind of night.

Aah? An expert? Man, now I'm really starting to look stupid. [He says in a tone a smidgen lighter than the rest.]

That's good... I was starting to get worried. And there are plenty of tomorrows, Jenny. One of them has to be better, right? So let's place our bet on the closest one. I know I will.

Yeah. I'm right by the high school, and I need to get the clinic to get a bandage for my hand. It started to bleed a little after I decided to be a genius and punch it against the asphalt. Well... I guess it made me feel worse for it than better.

[Voice]

[nothisgirl.livejournal.com]

I've really gotten to hone my worrying skills here.

That's...a really beautiful thought, Soul. You're right- we have to stay positive.

I hope you've learned your lesson: punch softer things, doofus. Make sure it gets cleaned out-- if you lose a hand to infection, I'm just gonna tell you it was your own fault.

[Voice]

[nummeh-souls.livejournal.com]

No surprise there, I guess.

...Thanks. Usually I don't wax poetic like this. Never in the right mindset. But... I think that's something I'm straining to do right now, Jenny. To stay positive. I'm... really counting on that tomorrow.

Hn. Maybe for today. It's any small wonder that I didn't end up breaking one of my knuckles. ...I guess I know how to take it easy on myself after all.

Aah. I will. I've kind of grown attached to this hand. It's been with me all my life, you know? I can't say that I'm eager to lose it over something stupid and uncool like an infection.