He hadn't gone down easily. He remembered that. He'd woken to the sound of screeching tires, of needing to leave the car; how the smallest of them had been wiped out by pink gas. Them? Who was them? He tried to remember their faces. He couldn't.
But he recalled screaming. Screaming to take the fallen to safety. And while he could have fought, along side his companions, he knew he could protect them. Make them safe.
And...pain, to the back of his neck, limbs going slack. He knew that. And then...darkness.
And nothing more.
B1)
[So far, it's been a long, long day on the bus. But mostly, Hotaru doesn't mind. He has his collection of manga (which he has parceled up into various piles making it into a manga throne behind him). He reads them avidly, thinking of things that he might have done before the tour. Did he? Maybe he read this one...and his phone keeps pinging him about his twitter acount. He doesn't know how to turn it off. Good luck with that score with this technology inapt child.]
B2
There's been some weird going ons in the tour bus, that's true. Most of the time, he's been able to ignore it-everything from whispers to floating wine bottles. But it's when he goes to the front of the bus (they're out of the juice he likes) that he sees the keys turning into the initiation. To drive. No ones behind the wheel.
...that takes a moment before he dives for the keys.
"Who's trying to drive the bus?!"
No one told him about the invisible band member gimmick.
Hotaru Kaze | Zone 00
He hadn't gone down easily. He remembered that. He'd woken to the sound of screeching tires, of needing to leave the car; how the smallest of them had been wiped out by pink gas. Them? Who was them? He tried to remember their faces. He couldn't.
But he recalled screaming. Screaming to take the fallen to safety. And while he could have fought, along side his companions, he knew he could protect them. Make them safe.
And...pain, to the back of his neck, limbs going slack. He knew that. And then...darkness.
And nothing more.
B1)
[So far, it's been a long, long day on the bus. But mostly, Hotaru doesn't mind. He has his collection of manga (which he has parceled up into various piles making it into a manga throne behind him). He reads them avidly, thinking of things that he might have done before the tour. Did he? Maybe he read this one...and his phone keeps pinging him about his twitter acount. He doesn't know how to turn it off. Good luck with that score with this technology inapt child.]
B2
There's been some weird going ons in the tour bus, that's true. Most of the time, he's been able to ignore it-everything from whispers to floating wine bottles. But it's when he goes to the front of the bus (they're out of the juice he likes) that he sees the keys turning into the initiation. To drive. No ones behind the wheel.
...that takes a moment before he dives for the keys.
"Who's trying to drive the bus?!"
No one told him about the invisible band member gimmick.