RED Pyro (Mori Momo) (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
notintehkitchen) wrote2011-09-17 11:05 pm
notintehkitchen) wrote2011-09-17 11:05 pm
[Action][Night after the end of the event.]
[Pyro has taken her leave and has told no one where she might be off to. She knew it was better that way. It was time to get away from those she cared about before she lost the tiny bit of sanity that was still keeping her at bay from lighting anything she saw on fire. Wearing her full uniform, the woman breathed in out deeply through her mask as she pressed down on the handle to the flamethrower and let the fire come out freely. It was like the sensation of eating or smoking cigarettes, but a hundred times better. To see her old friend she had been with since she was a little one was a relief.
This friend was angry at her for ignoring it and not letting it come out to play in this new world previously. It was just as curious as her. Oh, yes. She knew that. The way it spread so happily and fast on the ground near the park right now proved it. She could hear it egging her on, to go other places as the wood from the swings crackled and turned black.
It had been a long time, hadn't it? When was the last time she felt free to use her flamethrower? Certainly not in this place. No, in a world with a faulty respawn system she could injure allies and really kill them.
It was all a pain. A nuisance. Did she have to behave? Maybe it was worth being punished, she broke the rules back home... why should she be 'good' here?
As she ran off in another direction, her flames swallowed up everything in it's path. The beautiful flowers quickly burnt away, the building that Pyro called her workplace had met it's destruction next. Firefighter had not been as good as word as she had thought it been. Had she been so stupid as to think she could have a job where she got paid to cause fires in Paradise? They only wanted her to put them out. They wanted her to hurt the thing she loved most. It made her want to cry...
Within a few hours, a large section of the city would be glowing an orange color. If one listened closely enough; through the flames, they might hear the maniacal laughter of a person inside.]
This friend was angry at her for ignoring it and not letting it come out to play in this new world previously. It was just as curious as her. Oh, yes. She knew that. The way it spread so happily and fast on the ground near the park right now proved it. She could hear it egging her on, to go other places as the wood from the swings crackled and turned black.
It had been a long time, hadn't it? When was the last time she felt free to use her flamethrower? Certainly not in this place. No, in a world with a faulty respawn system she could injure allies and really kill them.
It was all a pain. A nuisance. Did she have to behave? Maybe it was worth being punished, she broke the rules back home... why should she be 'good' here?
As she ran off in another direction, her flames swallowed up everything in it's path. The beautiful flowers quickly burnt away, the building that Pyro called her workplace had met it's destruction next. Firefighter had not been as good as word as she had thought it been. Had she been so stupid as to think she could have a job where she got paid to cause fires in Paradise? They only wanted her to put them out. They wanted her to hurt the thing she loved most. It made her want to cry...
Within a few hours, a large section of the city would be glowing an orange color. If one listened closely enough; through the flames, they might hear the maniacal laughter of a person inside.]
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But as soon as that wet cloth made it to his face, he flinched, the body already having picked up on the actually breathable air around.
Clenching his eyes shut, he brought his hand up towards the wetness out of pure reflex, vaguely caught her hand with his but other than before didn't hold onto it as he had earlier but rather maintained a brief contact before opening his eyes once more. Almost as if to make sure...]
...ah, Momo--
[]The older RED coughed again, his own lungs eager to clean out the smoke and ashes he had breathed in before. He briefly shock his head, then looked back at the female, voice still low, but more to keep his lungs from getting the better of him again.]
You... You can talk to me... About zhese zhings.
[No accusations. No you should have. More an offer than anything, really.]
I know you do not really vant to harm all zhose innozent ones. I am sure ve can find somezhing zhat vorks for you as vell!
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[Placing one hand over her face in shame, she shook her head back and forth.]
I... I can't. My desire is not something so easily understood just by talking to someone.
[Besides Medic was a Doctor not a psychologist... although, considering how insane everyone on team was perhaps he had studied in psychology?]
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So you claim to understand me, but do not trust me to do zhe same? Are ve not being hypocritical hier?
[Beat.]
Fein.
[And his hand closes around hers after all as he repeats the words she had spoken to him several weeks ago.]
Zhen I shall punish you.
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[She almost smiled at his words. Yes, she could recall telling him something like that not too long ago.]
How do intend to do that, Sensei? It would be quite rude after I just saved your life.
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[He suddenly got up, pulling her with her by her arm and wrapping his free arm around her as well to hold her to himself. Without hesitating, he spun around and tossed both of them into the massive fountain. Fire was Pyros element, but water is more Medics, indeed. Ignoring every possible flailing from her side he kept holding her close, letting both if them glide onward just underneath the surface of the water.]
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One of Pyro's fears in life was drowning, but she had other reasons for hating the water. Her flames could not exist there. In the water, Pyro wasn't a Pyro. She was a human whose talents of snapping her fingertips to get flames would not even work.
It was pathetic...
Thrashing about as Medic held on tightly to her, the woman had to use all her strength to attempt to wiggle out of his grasp like a slippery rubber suited fish.]
A~nd he's getting sort of weirdish~ X)
Placing one of his knees on each of her sides and his long legs on top of hers, using his booted feet to push down onto her knees. Capturing both her wrists in one of his hands Medic pushed them down onto her chest, pinning her further. His other hand held her down on her shoulder and for a moment he simply stared down at Pyro with an expression that seemed to say 'I'm not going to let you drown. Trust me.'
Medic raised his upper body, so that his head resurfaced out of the water. Taking a deep breath as well as a further mouthful of air, he went back down, lowering his upper body again until his face was right in front of hers. Without esitation, he placed his mouth over hers, using his free hand to pry open hers if necessary to pass the air over to her.
Sitting back up he glared back down at Pyro, his face telling her, that he could keep her down here for hours if he had to. And he would. Repeating the procedure of passing air to her every thirty seconds, using the time between to just look down at her, watching her expression, waiting for er to react other than by just panicking.]
xD I DONT MIND
Being pinned down with no way to escape was horrifying. Pyro knew what a death was like here. She could come back not knowing who she was, she could end up forgetting someone she cared about or perhaps she would stay dead forever at the age of twenty-five.
Pyro wasn't afraid to die, she just didn't imagine her death in the water. It wasn't right. She was supposed to go in a fire, with flames eating away at her skin. It was wonderful, it had been preplanned for years...
When his mouth was placed over hers, she let out a panicked groan. If she could mouth words, she would of told him what she thought as he resurfaced.
You're cruel.
Did just looking at her suffer really turn him on? She knew her comrades had some weird interests, but to enjoy the suffering of one's phobia? Medic's brain wasn't wired right.]
A different sort of water torture...
This was about trust. She just had to trust him enough to not letting her drown. To calm herself down even in this terrifying surroundings. How did she think she could join him upon leaving this city if she had no trust in him? He had to trust her as well and both of them had to trust that BLU. Well. To a certain degree at least.
Medic was aware how hypocritical it was of him to contemplate someone's trust. But still. As he observed her face, her hurt and terrified expression as she stared back up at him. There was no trust. At all. It was disappointing to say the least. No. An insult even. This woman. That had hugged, hit and kissed him in the same five minutes... That very woman had no trust in him at all.
He refused to show said disappointment, however. But he considered just leaving her in te city. May she destroy the place and every living being for all he cared.]
XD Not Pyro's idea of fun. lol
Wait.
She had acted the same. But in a sense, she was better then that. She didn't have to kill herself. Not all her sanity had been lost. Who carried Medic out of the fire? Who left her flamethrower and gas mask behind? Those two objects combined let her be in her element perfectly. She had given them up so easily and obtaining them back now would be impossible...
As she thought on the situation, all her struggling and movement ceased to exist. Pyro simply stayed at the depths of the fountain and looked up past Medic in thought. It would be difficult to tell what she was feeling, but she was certainly thinking.]
They seem to break apart from this... D8
By now he had lost his sense of time. How long have they been here like that now? Thirty minutes? An hour? Even longer? Medic had no idea how long it had been when he leaned down one last time. Not for air, though, but to once again copy what Pyro had done by ever so lightly pressing his own lips to hers, while at the same time moving his hands to grab both of her shoulders and with one sudden movement brought them both back up to the surface.
Before Pyro was even capable to comprehend that, though, the older RED aimed one decent blow of his right at the left side of her face, repaying the last of her actions from before.
That done, he stood in the fountain and right away turned to walk away, speaking to her audibly at last. His voice hardly managed to betray the disappointment he felt.]
Very vell. Haff it your vay. If you say I can not understand you, zhen be it zhat vay. Zhe zity ist yours to destroy. Burn it to ashes, burn every last zitizen. But let uns out before. Stay vizh your Engineer until you burn him as vell, but do not look for zhe child, as she ist no longer hier. Und vhen you are done destroying zhis plaze und zhere ist nozhing left to burn for you... Do not come after us zhat ve intended to leave to begin vizh oder I vill kill you myself.
[And he began walking through the water back towards the edge, not looking back.]
...if you can not trust me, I vill not trust you anymore eizher.
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She didn't hit him back or try to do anything. Simply kneeling in the fountain, she watched him go to the edge.]
.... You're wrong.
[Coughing slightly, the woman attempted to grab the end of his coat and give it a tug.]
Had I wanted to destroy everything, I would of not stopped to take you out. You would've died, again. Sensei is.... is....
Sensei is more important then burning things, I thought. So even if I lose my flamethrower and my gas mask, I do not feel so bad. I was able to help you, something I couldn't do in the past last time I had a chance.
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Und? Vhat ist zhe point? You had your achievement, if zhat ist all you vere after. More important, you say. Sure. If you can not even trust me, zhose vords haff no meaning.
[He snorted, then muttered.]
I tried. I failed. Nun let me go!
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I will let you go, if that is what you want.
[Removing her hand, she stood up in the fountain and headed to the edge herself. Jumping off, she stumbled a bit on her feet as she made contact with the ground.]
But I will not give up. The more you resist me, the harder I will come back and try again. Sensei will not be allowed to stay angry at me for long.