yogen | MISSION 2.A

He's correct. We... aren't sure how we found ourselves here. But we didn't do this.

( because who the fuck's gonna believe they came through the mirror? but jesus christ, this is a mess. still, sidney is nothing but a calm man. )

He had his hands on the axe, yes- to take it as a weapon, should whoever did this be around still.

[ The man seems to waver, but sets his jaw because they're lucky he even gave them a chance instead of letting the bullets fly. ]

"Aren't sure how we found ourselves here"— that doesn't make any sense! I told her to lock the door, and I was only gone half an hour. I saw no tracks outside, and I would not have missed so many people [ he hasn't even noticed Hajun yet, god ] passing me by. Why would whoever— whatever— did that leave the axe behind?!

[ Also since Atsushi dropped, he'll be npc'd and killed at the first opportunity. Just as a head's up. Sorry. ]

[F's in the chat for Atsushi...]

[How do you even explain 'we came out of a mirror somehow'. Shin... suddenly has some horrible suspicions stack up on top of each other like a jenga tower. The blood started in her room. If the murderer came out of the mirror before them... and the door was locked... and there were no tracks outside...

...the chances of them still being in the house were already high enough to be concerning, but now they skyrocket. It's a suffocating feeling already without the current situation coming from the other direction, but he regains enough of a grip to wrench himself back into place, fast enough to disconcert. It's disgustingly easy to fall back into the waiting arms of someone who wouldn't be freaking out.]

Hey, doesn't that mean you could have missed one person?

[Please let him be wrong and whoever it was have jumped out a window or something, but also please look at this topic mister gunman, forget about us maybe someone who wasn't a group got past you. Forget the axe, the axe doesn't matter. It really doesn't.]

( whatever sidney's about to say dies because uh. 'sou' has an excellent point, jesus christ. as if he wasn't already on edge. either someone did get past the man, or they aren't alone. instinctively, he draws a hand down his face regardless of his glasses, hiding a worried frown.

well.

fuck. )

[ Hajun isn't within the room, but he overhears the conversation. Striking him odd that any noticeable tracks weren't spotted by -- from what he assumes -- a skilled hunter.

He let's go of the pot handle, instead he searches the drawers for a towel to use as a safeguard before he grips the shard of glass he's hidden in his pocket. It'd be better if one of them would at least mention that, aside from their knocked out friend, he's here...

Or maybe it's better if they didn't. He'll use the kitchen as a means to arm himself, searching for a knife or something.

Also F Atsushi someone save him he's a little boy. OH GOD THAT BOY DEAD. ]

Edited (I AM AWARE NOW) 2021-08-14 01:14 (UTC)

[ The hunter seems to come to the same conclusion that there might be something left in the house, and somebody please tell him Hajun is there before he makes it to the kitchen with his loaded gun and trigger happy finger. ]

...You three. Come with me. Stay in my sights.

[ He nods for them to walk back into the house before him, under threat of the gun, so they don't try to bolt while he's combing through the house. Atsushi is a dead man, he scrambles to his feet and is the first down the halls. ]

[ This sounds like a lot of trouble! Good luck, gang! Hajun's gonna try to find a knife as an extra precaution! ]

[Three? Wait, hang on... Hajun stop looking for weapons and get over here so you don't get murdered.]

Four. There were four of us... Where'd...

[His head swivels as he turns to look around the room more, skipping his gaze over the body like a stone. He lost track of where the bowl cut guy went in the face of everything proceeding to happen so much and all at once. What is he doing? ...is it something suspicious, or did he get got? These are not great possibilities.

Also not great... walking forward into danger at gunpoint. His arms half-raise up to his shoulders automatically, looking calmer about it than he feels. It's like he can feel a red hot spot burning into his back. And then Atsushi runs.]

...!

[He doesn't have a name to call out here.]

If he's hurt...

( if something can do this to a little girl and go unnoticed in 30 minutes, what could happen to another person while everyone else is distracted? after the things he's seen at the manor and in yogen, he could believe it. he just hopes he's wrong--

--and then atsushi bolts, past his grip before he can stop him. )

Hey!

[ No, Hajun has the right idea of hanging back and arming himself, because he's the one who gets to see clearly the moment Atsushi passes by the kitchen: something large and black meets Atsushi head-on, a jaw clamping down over half of Atsushi's head and crushing the skull like a walnut, one eye left staring while a jaw snaps his arm into three pieces, a jaw and another taking opposite sides of his torso and tearing his ribs apart, jaws that pull organs out of the body, ripping them open, blood and bile thick in the air, jaws that devour, jaws that howl, jaws with gleaming teeth bared at the arrival of new prey.

Hello. Meet the Big Bad Wolf. ]

[THAT'S SURE NOT ONE PERSON. THAT'S NOT EVEN ONE WOLF.]

[Shin is silent. He was silent when someone was decapitated in front of him, when two people bled to death in front of him, and he's silent now, a glaze to his teal eyes. The buzz of his thoughts has flattened to dead air.

He takes one slow step back.]

( unfortunately, sidney is rather used to monsters- though this is a bit above his paygrade, he'll admit. but there's an axe still, unfortunately stuck in a child and he hates that it feels necessary to disturb her further, but sidney is going to grab that axe regardless of what the hunter may want or do, because it's the best bet he's got and he's not sticking an axe in shin's programmer arms.

but that- why was there a weapon left behind, then? if the beast is like this, why- no. later, if at all. right now, survival.

seeing the look on shin's face, sidney steps in front of him slightly. )

[ Hajun peers up when he overhears the sound of footsteps rushing past the kitchen. His heart stops, eyes growing wide as he watches the giant black blur chase after Atsushi and tear into him; full of spit and teeth, clenching muscle in it's maw and pulling on it relentlessly. Tearing into his stomach, white -- what he assumes to be bones -- poking out from mounds of flesh that has his stomach twisting with disgust.

That pot that man had his food in? His vomiting into it, unable to bear witnessing a death so gruesome. Knees shaking, he ducks behind the kitchen counter -- fuck, he's gotta do something... but he also can't think?

The fridge... maybe he can distract the dog with something in the fridge. Where's the beef -- ]

[ There are packages wrapped in wax paper bearing the words "rabbit" or "deer" inside the fridge, as cows are not native to forests, but there's meat if Hajun wants to tempt the wolf closer to him. Each of its many heads takes turns biting at what's left of Atsushi, sometimes pulling towards Hajun, sometimes towards Sidney and Shin, towards the hunter behind them who raises his rifle and fires a bullet through one of the wolf's many eyes. The other eye, the heart, he fires as fast as he can reload, shouting over the blasts: ]

Fight with me if you can! Run away if you cannot!

[ Otherwise, they would accomplish nothing more than getting in the way, with the wolf snarling and shaking off the gunshots, snapping Atsushi's jaw and scattering bone and teeth as it steps forward and makes a lunge for Sidney who is the closest. ]

[Shin blinks and glances up as Sidney steps in front of him, expression unreadable. There's gunshots, a shout...

What's that saying? You don't need to run fast, just faster than the slowest person? He feels familiar bile even thinking it, but there's nothing keeping him here... everyone else is far more capable of fighting anyway... Except, where did that axe come from?

He's darting backwards, behind the gunman and out of the line of fire. This already worked once before, although there's so many eyes. He takes out a laser pointer, not caring about the colour, and attempts to shine it in the wolf's eyes through all of the motion going on. He's frantically trying to think. ]

Bullets aren't working on this thing... we need something else!

[Is there a fire going anywhere in the house?]

( as it lunges, sidney brings the axe down as hard as he can before jumping out of the way. it's been too long since he's moved like this- he's tried to keep in shape since quitting his old job, but it's not the same thing. especially after months in this hell, where the best they have is standard classroom equipment.

but if this thing is shaking off bullets- where did the beast even come from? )

[ There is a fire burning down in the hearth, no longer blazing but the embers are more than enough to light anew with anything that can catch: a thin red jacket hangs by the door where Shin stands, a fire poker and a box of firestarter beside the fireplace, his own scarf... whatever it takes to bring down a wolf who spits bullets out like broken teeth, taking an axe to the neck but not deep enough to sever as Sidney is forced to pull away before the adjacent head swallows his hands.

The hunter stays back, putting distance between himself and the monster, positioning himself the opposite of wherever Sidney moves to maintain a clear line of fire, a step back, another—- there's a crunch underneath his feet and he looks down, paling at the sight of that little hand under his heel.

The brief moment of weakness is all the wolfs needs to lunge, a blur of black moving past Sidney like shadow as it collides into the hunter's side, crushing his neck and pulling away his head— some of the spine— away from the rest of the body that falls limp, rifle clattering to his feet and showered with blood. ]

[ Fuck.

Hajun finally moves out of the kitchen, rushing over to the remainder while carrying a knife and package of deer. Stepping in just in time to watch as the monster comes to tear into the throat of the hunter; eyes wide and distraught as he watches it pull out a spine.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. ]

How the hell... are we supposed to kill that? [ He looks to Sidney, as if silently requesting guidance as the three-headed beast devours their best bet of actually killing it. ]

[It just Keeps Happening. Shin at least has the advantage of having come up with a sort-of plan beforehand, because autopilot execution is a lot easier than trying to think of one through the soup of fear and horror. He drops the pointer as he backs further away; it bounces and rolls.

The last opportunity to run right here just shut it's door. Maybe he made the wrong decision; it's a bit late to do anything about it now. It's a weird thing to have thought twice.

He grabs a long piece of firewood and sticks it into the hearth, mentally begging it to catch in time to bring it up between him and the creature.]

Useless...

In my experience, sometimes escaping is the more reasonable goal. But it needs to not be able to give chase-

( would the mirror work? do they risk cornering themselves between a possible one-way portal and whatever they want to call the beast? if they can get it back further, they get a gun, which sounds nice- but that just means having to engage it more.

sidney's going to try to keep his distance, but the axe did more than the bullets seemed to... while the wolf's distracted, he's going to swing it at a hindleg in hopes of crippling it. )

[ It takes a moment for the wood to catch, but the axe to the hindleg sends the wolf howling, one of its mouths snapping at Sidney while another turns towards Hajun when he comes close enough for it to smell the meat and pulls the opposite direction, leaving the wolf stuck in place. A third head hears Shin and seems to snarl and bare its teeth at him without coming any closer. ]

[ When one of the heads turns it's ferocious attention towards Hajun he immediately feels the wall against his back; finding no comfort in knowing that any attempts of running would mean going back the way he came. And apparently there's a body somewhere down that hallway -- and, from what they know, could be a murderer.

Unless this is their only threat.

Though he does notice something odd about the creature. Or, perhaps not. Perhaps it's predictable for it to act like this: ] Can it only focus on one target? [ He asks, the knife in his hand shaking as he holds the wrapped deer meat. Maybe, maybe.

Hajun looks to the wall, inches closer to a window. ] Strike it again, or keep it distracted -- if each head focuses on each of us then it might just confuse itself.

[ God he's really just hoping for it to be that simple. ]

[ It... is and it isn't, as Hajun will see with a little more time, the wolf's too many heads trying to focus on multiple targets spread out. But even if its focus is split, that doesn't mean it's split equally: like it did with the child, like it did with the distracted hunter, the wolf is compelled strongest to go after the weakest thing it sees. And this is Shin, holding fire that may burn and singe its fur, but cannot cut through its throats or stab through its heart like the weapons Hajun and Sidney hold. ]

...Confusing it's only gonna buy time!

[Shin knows he's the weakest link. He's going to do what he does, if not best, then habitually: try to seem otherwise. He takes out the kitchen knife from his other pocket, brandishing it in full view and desperately hoping the additional deterrent works. He is not taking his eyes off this thing.]

I-if we can just get it out... we can lock the door! Throw it!

[Their control over it's movement is... dangerously tenuous, but attacking it directly is also dangerous. It's an option, and the door is, presumably, still open from when the gunman barged in. He doesn't know what exactly is in the wax wrappings Hajun has but at least some of the wolf seems to want it.]

( a wrapped package from the kitchen- fresh meat. they're both right. )

Right- get it out. I'm watching it.

( all three of them are armed, and hajun has a potential distraction- a way to get the beast out in a brief interlude, buy them time to get back to the mirror or find another in a different room, their best way out. so sidney is still there, primed to bring the axe down with all his weight- but only if it moves for any of them. if it moves for anything but the door, he's swinging. )

Edited 2021-08-19 22:00 (UTC)

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ya amitys tired af

cw: death, gore

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this is sidneys axe now

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