— closed.

[currysseur]

🧙 WHO: Izumi & Sasara / Izumi & Rei
⚔️️ WHAT: Cult Classic and Hot Knights questing!
🕒 WHEN: a nebulous time in September
🗺️ WHERE: a nebulous place in Camelot
⚠️ WARNINGS: Shoujo heroine speeches, possible violence. Everything that encompasses the Hot Knights quest and Rei as a person.

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[currysseur]

Whoa—!

( it's a good job Izumi steps back just in time, watching the mysteriously decked out man stumble past her, a flicker of bright light appearing in one of her hands and just as rapidly extinguishing.

(also, did someone mention improv?)

there's just enough light from the night sky above to give some illumination to the other man, to catch the edge of a weapon, and for a moment she worries that the thug has crossed the wrong person and now she's stumbled into a terrible situation.

oh, she really hopes that isn't the case. any chance of her leaving her apartment alone will be well and truly scuppered if it is.

Miho! are you nearby?

it's a relief when she feels the tail of her lion familiar flick against her shin as she appears and prepares to guard Izumi against... well. whatever's going on.

but for now, Izumi will chance it with the guy with the weapon, forming a small ball of light in her hand to see better. )

Are you okay?

( unfortunately, that question, and the amount of time she hesitated, is more than enough for the assailant to get himself together and take stock of the situation. )

Ah, two against one, huh? All the better for me!

[whosaysdajare]

[ If he wasn't sure enough about having knocked the guy back, Sasara'd think he sees the light after getting whacked in the head himself. Man, that wouldn't be as funny an ending...! But he can just about make out someone else having stepped onto the scene, as unclear as Izumi's figure appears in her own kind of shadow.

Just as that even more mysterious character gathers himself, there is the sound of metal clattering on concrete as Sasara drops the crowbar, in place of him answering. He just about bolts out of the alley he'd been backed into too, only so slipping past the cultist. ]

A-ah–haha! [ Geez, he's made a chilling script for himself. ] I'm not a fighter– [ Sorry, Izumi! Though, it ain't that Sasara just leaves her standing there. As he suddenly sprints past, he grabs her wrist. ] Just cheese it!

[ He tells her— Ahem, that might also be a good set up for another joke! It all depends on how soon they get stuck in another corner after zig-zagging through the dark streets. He's also not a runner and by the time they stop anywhere Sasara about breaks down with his hands on his knees, bent over to catch his breath. ]

Phew... I think he might'a... [ He really oughta pick up some cardio exercises, and ditch the cigarettes again. But safe for his own pulse hammering in his ears it seems quiet, right? ] Looks like we lost that guy, yeah?

[currysseur]

( yep, you know what, she's not going to argue with that one, even if his sudden yanking gets answered with a yelp and Izumi scrambling to get a move on. thankfully, she has been keeping her running up since she got here and once her legs adjust to the shock of being dragged along, she's okay.

just keep going, don't look back. Miho brings up the rear and Izumi's comforted by her familiar's presence as they scarper and duck into a myriad of twisting streets in an attempt to outrun the stranger. )

I— I think so... ( she's not as winded as this man appears to be, but she needs a moment too after all of that. jeez.

okay, but let's just make sure that they're right. Izumi conjures up a ball of light and, with a slight shakiness to her breath, directs it the way they came, lighting up the path for Miho to reach them both, relief beginning to settle in just before the sounds of footsteps — rushed, thudding footsteps — finds her ears. )

... Oh no.

( he's definitely seen the light coming from this alleyway by now. )