estoria | I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed

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I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed

Who: Otome (

mombastic) x 2, Steven (

geophile) & Hiro (

theshiningone)
When: IC 6/30
Where: Otome's apartment
What: Robot wrestling happens
Rating/Warning: Probably robo-death and some non-oil bleeding?

[ It's been a bit... uncomfortable lately. Her robot 'helper' has tried to get her out of the way through any means possible, starting with very tight hugs, then trying to lock her in the bathroom "in order to pamper yourself for hours like you deserve!" and then trying to mummify her with bandages, and a whole slew of wacky homicidal ideas, and finally--

Maybe there was a missed call, and concerns and suspicions were raised. Maybe they were just nearby. But approaching Otome's apartment, there'll be several noises heard. Namely:

1. Loud thuds and a crash or two.
2. Two voices, both of which sound like Otome, loud and distressed.

Also the door is unlocked, so please don't break it (again). ]

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[He knew that those robots shouldn't had been trusted! Hiro was certainly on the run as he was not having a repeat of the Death Clips for this new world. At best, he knew that Otome was in trouble, so he dropped everything that he was doing and made a mad sprint for her apartment. These past few weeks have been fun, so it was no surprise that the peaceful day were over. It was time to survive.

After the forbidden dildo incident, Hiro refused to instantly trust anything CERES put in a cute bow without questions. Stumbling upstairs, he was hot on his feet as he was approaching the hallway to where Otome's room was.]

--Damn! I hope I'm not too late! [And he'll be yelling at the top of his lungs.] HOLD ON, OTOME!

[ ditto about the robots being Bad News, bro. his intuition had told him to be prepared for something like this, but it's still harrowing to have to experience it firsthand. he's spent the last few days helping people who have found themselves in a tight spot with their robots, but his own friends... they could be in serious danger, too.

after a phonecall to otome with no response, he's gotten worried - enough to run to her apartment, poké ball in hand and ready for action if it's needed. from the other side of the hallway, he's broken into a run from the elevator... only to hear someone else yell. the voice that it belongs to becomes clear when they meet in front of otome's apartment door, and he looks quite surprised. ]

...Hiro?

... Steven? Thought I'd be the only prince to the rescue here.

[Even if it's a tense situation, Hiro is still cracking some jokes. Mainly to keep his cool and diffuse the situation a little. There was a moment of surprise on his face before it shifts to something more urgent. He'd be more cheerful and easygoing right now, but this wasn't the moment for casual hellos.

He wasn't going to reject some extra help in there. So Hiro shoots him a firm nods before he turns to the door. If he took a moment to turn the knob, he would've realized that it was unlocked... However...]

We're going in on three! One TWO! THREE!

[AND HE JUST KICKS THE DOOR WITH ENOUGH FORCE TO BREAK THE HINGES AND SEND IT FLYING ACROSS THE ROOM.

... R.I.P Otome's door.]

[ WHAT DID THE DOOR EVER DO TO YOU?!

Thankfully, the door hits the wall and not the two blonde ladies engaging in non-sexy wrestling on the floor, a few of the chairs overturned and a cup shattered on the floor not too far away. They do both turn their heads towards the doorway (now lacking a door, poor sweet angelic thing that it was), and it might be hard to tell which one is Otome and which one is the robot, except that one has a heavily bleeding arm?

And, you know, the other one is clutching a scalpel. ]

[ oh for the love of-

while he'd love to ask why the hell hiro kicked down the door without, you know, checking if it was locked in the first place, there are more pressing matter at hand - namely, the fact that there's a bloody fight happening on otome's apartment floor.

while the appearance of blood makes it easy to tell which otome is the real one, the task of breaking them apart from their struggle still remains. thankfully, steven has that covered. ]

Carbink, separate them!

[ the creature that emerges from the ball in his hand with a flash of energy obeys, the crystal on its head beginning to glow a light blue with psychic energy. it'll cause both of them to restrain both of their movements, but it also forces them away from one another to leave a couple of feet of space.

while carbink focuses its powers to keep both of them where they are, steven will approach the otome with the scapel in her hand and yank it out. she won't be able to fight back, leaving both of them unarmed. ]

Hiro, watch the other one.

Edited (LINKS) 2016-04-20 04:58 (UTC)

Right! I'm on it!

[Was that a demon? Hiro would've questioned it, but there were urgent things to focus on right now. He quickly rushes over to the bleeding Otome as it was clear that one was the real one. It's been a while since he's seen injuries like this since they fought demons in their world.]

Are you alright, Otome? That looks really nasty...

[He'll be ripping off some from fabric from his coat (WHICH WAS NO BIGGIE SINCE HE HAD MORE THAN ONE BUNNYHOOD) and he'll be starting to wrap that around Otome's arm... awkwardly. It wouldn't had been as good as how she's treated their wounds, but he wanted to stop the bleeding somehow and do something. Seeing a friend bleeding like this was always an unsettling sight.]

[ It's... admittedly uncomfortable, being unable to move, but Otome manages a thin smile-- as reassuring as she can manage, given the circumstances. ]

You and I both know I've had worse. I'm sorry to ruin your jacket, though.

[ Considering the blood's already starting to soak through the fabric, whoops.

But then there's the other Otome, who's looking truly betrayed as Steven snatches her scalpel, gasping rather petulantly.

"Steven... why? I-I thought you cared, and you won't even let me defend myself?" ]

[ but while hiro and the real otome are recovering safely, steven is trying extremely hard to keep his composure. these robots were one thing when they were metal and featureless, but now... it looks, feels, and sounds like a person he calls a friend. it's unsettling, to say the least, but he can't let himself be fooled. ]

I care more than you know - just not about you.

[ the look on "her" face has his grip on the scalpel tightening, his eyes glancing to hiro and otome. ]

If it's all right with you two, I'd like this thing destroyed as quickly as possible.

[ he sounds calm, but his body language shows how tense he really is. ]

... If we're gonna off a bot, then let me do it.

[Hiro gets up from Otome's side and walks over to Steven. In contrast, he's looking surprisingly calm and composed compared to a minute ago. But make no mistake, he was burning with fury on the inside. Even his tone is more curt and colder than the usual.

There's even a bizarre gleam in his eyes as he puts his hand over Steven's own. It was partly to calm the man down, yet Hiro was also mentally doing something else. He analyses Steven's body language and how tense he feels from holding the scalpel. Going off from that, Hiro makes a very simple conclusion--]

You've never killed before, haven't you? Between you and me, I have more experience with this kind of thing.

[ Both Otomes are wincing a little, for both similar and different reasons, and the robot begins to cry.

"What did I do wrong?? I just wanted to help everyone! I don't want to die!!"

Well. This is pleasant. ]

[ the reassurance is appreciated, but what hiro says is true - he's never killed before, and probably doesn't have it in his blood to do it alone, especially to someone that bears this much of a resemblance to someone he cares about.

what's a little more surprising is seeing hiro's composure take such a turn. it's definitely not like what he's seen of the young man in the past, and the fact that he's saying that he has "experience" with killing... it's a little unsettling, but not enough to put him off. he feels as if he can trust him. ]

I won't let you do it alone. At least allow me to help. [ he's trying his best to ignore the robot's pleas, moving the scalpel to hiro's hand as his focus turns to carbink. it's still focusing its powers on the robot, but its expression looks a little troubled as well. ] Carbink, I'm counting on you.

[ the rock-type understands what its trainer is communicating, re-focusing itself to drag the robot out of the apartment and into the hallway, pinning it to the wall and out of otome's sight. steven follows, but not before giving the real otome a tired, but sympathetic smile. ]

We'll be back in a second, Otome! ♪ We're just gonna do some garbage disposal! Nothing personal!

[On the other hand, Hiro is giving Otome a very goofball-esque smile like he was seriously going to take out a garbage bag and come back for dinner. He's even speaking like this is a happy Sunday compared to just a second ago. It's... kind of settling how he can flip his switch on and off like nothing happened. And there were some questions about the rock-type demon(?) that he had, but this didn't seem like a good time to ask...

For now, Hiro is following Steven out of the apartment and once they reach their destination, he'll be casually holds up the scalpel with a friendly ol' smile.]

Okay, so here's the plan! We'll murder this thing by impaling it through the heart and I'll burn the remains. For all we know, this thing could piece itself back to life, so we gotta be very thorough with destroying it completely.

[He's talking like they're about to do co-op on a boss for a video game. It's hard to say if he's talking so lightheartedly to diffuse the situation or if he seriously did view this as a game to an extent. Like Miyako said, Hiro might have had a cold ideology to him, after all... Who knows.]

[ Nothing personal, he says, which she knows is true-- but all the same, it's still deeply unsettling to remember staring into her own face, hearing her own soft words promising a swift and painless death and it was fine, she wouldn't even be missed.

Otome moves once she can, even if it's just to wearily slump against the coffee table and close her eyes. She'll properly tend to her arm in a minute, or at least make sure the bleeding's slowed.

If only her robot could be so peaceful. But no, Otomebot has no qualms with struggling to free herself from Carbink's hold (which won't work) and, failing that, screaming in utter terror. In Otome's voice, but it's fine, probably.

Even when it starts to plead. It's fine, probably. ]

[ that scream makes him visibly cringe, but he does try to not let it bother him. instead, he tries to focus on the task at hand - figuring out the quickest way to kill this thing. ]

Does it even have a heart, though? It may look human on the outside, but the internal anatomy is still robotic. [ he thinks for a moment. ] If you can, I would slit the throat or break the neck for good measure. I agree on the burning.

[ he may not be able to walk the walk, but he certainly can talk the talk. ]

Edited 2016-04-21 02:13 (UTC)

Not a bad idea! First things first, though...

[It was a conceiving scream, but Hiro was not fazed. If anything, it was just fueling his inner fury more. He puts up his bunny hoodie (which was his Ash Ketchem equivalent of "IT'S MURDERING TIME") as he turns over to Robo-Otome and lifts his hand up as white flames start to sprout from his fingertips. It was like a white snake ready to coil and strike out as its prey. Now a quick and painless might have been what the robot was wishing, but...

Hiro would not give it that blessing right now. He wanted let off some steam with some well deserved revenge. It didn't have feelings, yet he wanted to make it suffer. Anything that hurts his friends or lacked empathy for human lives wasn't going to get any sympathy from him.]

I'm gonna activate this thing's self-destruct sequence. [Hiro never came without his stone-cold one-liners. The white flames will strike out to Robo-Otome's arm and burn its way through the clothes and the skin. Hiro was currently adjusting his will to "hurt, suffer die you heartless piece of junk". The flames will be munching away at the machine's arm as Hiro was inflicting the same wounds that it gave Otome. Eventually, Hiro jerks his hand back like a puppeteer dancing with its strings annnnd... The whole arm of the robot pops right off.]

Sorry! It doesn't have feelings, but I wanted to give it a small dose of what Otome was feeling. Not that it'll get it.

[ Ah, yes. She can still hear the screaming, the volume reaching a shriller pitch of agony and trailing off into hysterical sobbing, and Otome can only imagine what's going on out there.

... Except no, she can't only imagine, because after that, she's slowly getting to her feet and moving towards the doorway. It's not so much that it's her own voice she's hearing, because she already knows that she and the robot don't share that sort of connection. No matter what it looks like, it isn't her.

But just because it isn't doesn't mean she can let this pass, not with Hiro like this. There's a difference between putting an end to an enemy and drawing that end out, like torture, and she can't allow that. So-- ]

Hiro-kun. [ softly, but steadily, as she leans against the door frame rather heavily and takes in the scene.

That sure is an arm lying there, and oil smeared on the floor. ]

This isn't the right way to go about this. You know that, don't you?

[ ugh. this is... well, he can certainly see the merit in getting revenge, but it's never been in his character to actively seek it out. he likes to at least try to be the bigger person, and drawing this out isn't going to help anyone.

it's easier to cope with when he sees its circutry and that its "blood" is black oil, but it's still unpleasant. his eyes turn to otome when she speaks, though - he's tempted to tell her to take it easy and go back to resting, but he knows that there's no point in that. ]

She's right. Believe me - I understand your feelings, but the faster this gets done, the better.

Relax, guys! It's just an arm for an arm! ♪

[Get it? Arm for an arm? How he could keep up comedy in this situation was a miracle or maybe he had more screws loose than one would think. And despite that surprisingly frightening display of violence, Hiro is still smiling which could be more unsettling than the act itself. But much to their wishes, he abides and walks up to Robo-Otome and holds up the scalpel to its throat.]

Welp! It's been fun, but you need to die now. Bye bye. ♥

[And like he was slicing through hot butter, Hiro lets the scalpel slit through the neck of the robot and the 'blood' spurting from the the 'jugular' will be landing on his face and clothes. Good thing that this wasn't real blood or that would make this whole sight even more unsettling.

Despite all of that, Hiro is mentally going "Mission cleared!" Saving Otome was the objective and her nor Steven was killed in the process. Just another day in the life for a hero!]

[ Hiro... one of these days we're going to have to talk about your life choices here. But for now, the robot slumps to the side, the life dimming nearly immediately from its eyes, and Otome sighs under her breath. ]

Thank you both... I'm afraid things got a little... out... of...

[ Except something's clearly wrong, still, because Otome's a little too pale, and even with an injured arm, that shouldn't be enough blood loss to have made her need to lean on the doorframe for assistance.

Especially considering that she's actually starting to slump more to the ground. ]

[ WOAH woah woah. while he'd normally be a little put off by the fact that hiro looked joyful while killing that robot, otome being close to passing out is something that requires his attention a lot more. before she can get any further, he'll step towards her to catch her fall. the cloth on her arm is soaking and red, which tells him enough. ]

Don't over-exert yourself. You're still losing blood. [ and to hiro: ] We can't wait any longer; she needs proper medical attention. Can I leave the rest to you?

[ taking her to the colony hospital would mean leaving hiro alone to burn the robot's remains... but from the way he's handled things so far, that shouldn't be a problem for him. ]

Edited 2016-04-23 00:47 (UTC)

[Seeing Otome gets his concern here too as he turns around with a shocked expression, but whenever Steven catches her... Well, he wanted to stay for a little longer to make sure that things were going to fine. But it looked like Steven had things covered. With that, Hiro smiles serenely(?) as he throws the attached arm of the deceased robot over his shoulder and casually picks up the blown off arm.]

--Yeah, thanks a bunch! I'll check on every now and then to see how she's doing. I'm probably gonna be busy with more clean up duty here.

[There were more of these monsters running around and hurting people. He planned on checking on with more of his circle to see how everyone was faring. And in the process, he'd have to do survey throughout the streets to see if there was anyone who needed helped. All of this was just reminding him of his experiences back home and...

It was strange. He almost felt excited that something like this was happening again... He felt bad that Otome had to suffer and Steven had gone caught up in this, yet things weren't boring now. Hiro will hold up the blown off arm for some wave gestures as he starts to walk off.]

Take care of her, okay? I'm counting on you, Steven.

[ More than the fact that she feels dizzy and nauseous and vaguely miserable, she's concerned about Hiro-- because of course she is. There's a soft noise of protest, or maybe she's trying to tell him to be careful...

But for now, she can't keep an eye on him properly, not like this. Sorry, Steven, she may not be of much help here when it comes to moving her anywhere. ]

I'll keep you updated on her condition.

[ it's cool, it's cool. he's actually a little stronger than he looks, so it isn't much of a problem to have her lean on him, and carbink is still there to help position her properly now that its telekinesis isn't focused on the bot. once they're outside, metagross will be able to take over in carrying her in a quicker, more comfortable fashion.

still... he's concerned about hiro, too. he might be capable, but he can't leave him alone in good conscience. ]

...Take Carbink with you. If anything goes wrong, it can offer reliable support.

Oh, this cute little guy?

[In mid-walk, Hiro stops to point over to Carbink. While Hiro thought that he was capable to handle himself with all of his confidence, he had to recall the chance that something bad could go down. Having an extra ally would help for some reassurance and he didn't want to turn down Steven's offer of concern.

And he had some questions... But he'd save them for Steven for much later on.]

Hehe... Okay then. The more friends, the merrier! [He'll throw up a little statue at the Pokemon.] Nice to meetcha, Carbink! Let's survive together!

[It almost sounded like they were going for a picnic instead of fighting for their lives. Whenever everything cools down, Hiro will return him for sure. He had Byakko and Aramisaki, but he wasn't going to pass up having more pals along for the ride. Didn't matter if they were human, demon or anything else... As long as he could help others survive and have some fun along the way... Everything would be fine.]

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