✗ 02, Video, February 2nd ✗

[snatching]

This place sure did go to hell pretty quick, didn't it? And here I thought I scored some kinda weird vacation.

[Kid doesn't look as cheery as she did last time, that's for sure. She's crouched next to a garbage can in a narrow alley, with her knees drawn all the way up to her chin, looking exhausted. Her knees are skinned, and there's blood and guts all over her boots, one of which has a hole burned through it from whatever it is those damn ants are spitting. Her hair's got globs of some unidentified substance in them, but she's pretty sure it came from those damn spiders.]

Any of me mates out there? I think--

[She groans, and furiously scratches the back of her head, her expression getting more angry.]

There's these damn birds circlin' around. One of 'em grabbed me arm and I had to stab the bloody bastard in the leg. [She holds up a kitchen knife, the one he's been carrying with her since the madness started. It's clearly not made for combat, the thing's already losing its edge.] He ain't goin' away. Don't get me wrong, I ain't in the habit of beggin' for help, so if somebody's got a gun or somethin', I could make it worth it for ya later.

Comments

[Video] it's fine!

[snatching]

What are ya doin'?

[Video]

[snipingyourfail]

Resonating with you. Keep quiet and stay still. [The answer will be coming from two places--from the communicator and from inside Kid's head, where Azusa has settled, with the lightest of touches, and is questing out with her senses. She immediately finds several presences, like black blots of wrongness clustered around the girl, and a couple of voids where there should be human souls.

Magical constructs and zombies.

But now she knows where the girl is.]

[Video]

[snatching]

No way, get outta me head!

[Sorry Azusa, your beer machine grabbed her mid-brainwashing. Kid's more than a little sensitive to people just going and inviting themselves into her head.]

[Video]

[snipingyourfail]

[She can sense the girl trying to fight her--not that it'd do any good if Azusa absolutely wanted to hang on, which she won't. She's already gotten a clear map of the area, plus the approximate location of the familiars and zombies homing in on the girl.

She withdraws, but not entirely. She still needs to lock on to her targets.]

I'm not going to hurt you. I just need to see through your eyes.

[Video]

[snatching]

Use yer own damn eyes!

[Video]

[snipingyourfail]

I'm on one of the balconies on top of the school, at least a kilometer away from your location, with several buildings in the way. From here you look like an ant. I might have the keenest eyesight in Shibusen, but even I cannot distinguish you from the other ants converging down on you with my eyes alone.

[As if on cue, one of the said gigantic ants rounding the corner near you will charge only to have its head blown into bits, taken out by someone sniping from somewhere high up and far away. The ant's legs scrabble uselessly, and the entire thing shudders and collapses heavily into itself before dissipating into wisps of black smoke and soot.]

Now stop being difficult. I need to use you as an anchor to eliminate the threats around you, or else I might hit you by accident.

[Video]

[snatching]

I don't care, I'll handle it meself, I ain't havin' anyone in me head!