Capsule 004 💊 (Video)

[rassera]

[Kaneda had been in Heropa for a day or so when he say Kazu talking to a certain missing psychic. Kazu was his only clue to where he could be, and Heropa was the last place he'd been. Well, he wasn't exactly wrong; Tetsuo was indeed on the move and causing trouble, Kaneda now in pursuit of him. How does he keep up? Well, he just looked for the trail of betrayal and bitterness (and destruction) and followed that. His bike was fast, sure, but Tetsuo had a good head start, not to mention Kaneda was actually trying to avoid traffic an pedestrians. SHOUT OUT TO STILL NOT HAVING HIS DRIVER'S LICENSE.

Wait.

Traffic.

That's it. While in pursuit, and police sirens heavy in his ears, he pulls out his comm. Hello everyone! Don't use the phone and drive.]

KANEDA HERE!

[Why is he yelling? Well, the sirens in the background, as well as the wind whipping past him makes it hard for decent conversation. What can he say? He's doing this for all of you! He seems to be resting his wrist on his handlebar while holding the phone up with his fingers, eyes kept on the road as he surveys the situation.]

Figured now would be a great time to do a traffic report since some people [see: Quill] think I'm not dedicated enough to my job. Wanna see your traffic?

[His hand flicks the communicator up against the glass windshield of his bike, swirling around to show Tetsuo and a girl he can't seem to recognize off in the distance causing havoc, police just ahead of him in the chase. He knew those guys didn't stand a chance. Call it first hand experience from the Swear-In.]

THERE'S YOUR TRAFFIC, HEROPA. OUT OF THE WAY!

[He weaves past a few of the cop cars, only one following over the overpass that lies ahead. If he can just get past it, it'd be easy to take him down. Tetsuo wasn't much further, close enough to see him do what would normally be too dangerous of a jump for his skill--Oh wait. That's a flying police car in his direction. There's no time to react, except swerve his bike in the least damaging way to impact this.]

SHIT!

[And the feed cuts to static, a scream and a loud, sickening 'clank'. It fritzes for a moment or two, and when it opens back up, despite the video having a few glitches, shows a nice overhead view of the street below the overpass. gravel and dust brushes past the screen as something starts to move it. Seems like Kaneda's still got a hold of it, fingers gripping it for dear life as his initial signs of life move it towards his face. You look like a car ran over you, kid.]

Jesus Christ...Ow.

[The impact had certainly done some damage to him, his yellow shirt with a nice tear at the shoulder to the armpit, and his head hurts like a motherfucker. Some bruising, too, naturally, because he certainly couldn't get enough of that! But for the most part, he's pretty okay, which is more than a lot of people can say from being hit with a police car. Most of them are...you know. Dead. His one free hand reaches up to his hair, trying to get the constant wooziness out of his head before he turns, eyes cast down to--

!!

HE CERTAINLY IS HANGING OVER THAT OVERPASS--there's a slight moment of panic, hands scrambling to cling to whatever stone lie still intact beneat him, before trailing his own body to see just what's keeping him from becoming a pancake on the freeway. Upon inspection, it looks like some twisted metal from the railing caught around his ankle, locking him firmly in place, albeit upside down. Bending up, the puts his hands on his boot ankle to inspect it. Bad, BAD idea. Needles shoot up his side, lacing his entire chest with pain as he attempts to Maybe that car did a little more damage than he realized...and his bike? Well, that's nowhere to be seen.

Slumping in defeat, he holds the camera up and throws his free arm across his eyes. Heads.]

Say, anyone want to help a guy out?

Comments

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[nostalgiabomb]

i'm gonna go ahead and guess u'll wnat a lift

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[animated]

yes please

[ even his texts somehow seem exasperated ]

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[nostalgiabomb]

[ bamf.

hello Nonah 005's living room. haven't seen you in a while. ]

You decent, Maxwell?

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[animated]

[ He comes in from the kitchen. And yes, he's dressed. ]

Hey. Thanks for this.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He shrugs, extending a hand. ]

Pay me back with a drink.

[animated]

Works for me.

[ taking that hand. Choo choo all aboard the Star-Lord Express. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ bamf, and back to Heropa to the eye of the storm, where human disaster, Kaneda Shotaro, is currently hanging from a bridge. Teleportations can be rough on people not used to them, so he lets Maxwell take a breather, moving to kneel at the edge of the damaged overpass. ]

Hey, kid. Just hanging out?

[rassera]

[It takes Kaneda a minute to look up--he was busy squinting to see if he might've dropped a coin down there. There's a dot, and he doesn't feel it in his glove. Is that a coin? It's too high up to tell--oh wait.

Peter's talking to him. His head moves up, looking down his chest and up to where his foot is. Seeing Peter kneeling there.

Oh. So you're where he's getting the bad puns from.]

You might say that. Things are looking up, though.

[animated]

[ Charlie does have to take a moment to orient himself, but he does his best to make it a short one. He walks over to the edge of the over pass where Kaneda is hanging and...

He's greeted by puns. Of course he is. ]

You two hurt me.

[ And to Peter: ] Keep an eye on him while I cast, would you?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ you're one to talk about puns smol wizard

In any case, he nods in response. ]

You alright, kid?

[rassera]

[His body goes slightly rigid when Charlie mentions magic--he trusts Charlie more than he'd admit to, but magic is far too similar to psychic powers, and he's had his fair share of that in his lifetime. Kneejerk reaction.

But thankfully, Peter's keeping his mind off it, so it eases after a second.]

I think I dropped my coin down there.

[Seriously, Kaneda?]

Other than that...yeah. I'm fine.

[animated]

[ While they chat, Charlie begins etching runes out around the ruined edge of the bridge. ]

Things are gonna start moving. Brace yourself.

[ He completes the last spell, and the the metal holding Kaneda's foot begins to move with a creak of protest, lifting the teen by the ankle, close enough that Peter can grab him just in case if gives way. The metal continues to ease him up onto the asphalt, where it finally, gingerly, releases its hold on Kaneda's ankle. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Peter, peers down at the street below, frowning. ]

If it's important, we can grab it later.

[ because he knows all about silly little things holding far too much meaning.

Once Charlie starts doing his weird-- thing. with the magic, Peter keeps an eye on his progress. It seems Charlie has this well enough in hand, however, so I guess Peter's really just here for, like, moral support. And for transportation. He should really charge by the mile. ]

[rassera]

[He tries not to focus on what Charlie's doing. Flailing might not work in his favour, so he'll keep it up with Peter, looking back down.]

Yeah, it's important.

[He COULD just replace it with any other coin--but that one's been a constant. Call him sentimental already.]

Whoa!

[He feels the debris start to slip, although by the time it does he's being lifted back onto the pavement. Nice...strong....stable pavement.]

[animated]

[ lbr Peter is also here to look pretty.

Once Kaneda is safe on solid ground, Charlie peers back over the edge of the overpass, and then back at Peter. ] Can you get to his coin?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He gives Kaneda a pat on the shoulder as he returns to kneel at the edge of the overpass, looking down at the street below. ]

Probably. Need to know what it looks like, though. Don't wanna be playing Frogger just to end up with the wrong quarter, or somethin'.

[rassera]

[He leans ever so slightly into that shoulder pat, peering over the edge to look at the freeway down below.]

It's a 1 Yen.

Silver. About this big.

[To which his finger makes a circle with his thumb to indicate the size.]

[animated]

[ He gives an amused little smirk at Peter's mention of Frogger, though it's looking like the traffic below is thinning, probably due to the accident on the overpass. ]

Not that I think you'll need it, but-- [ he fishes a small device out of his pocket and hands it to Peter. It's the trigger for his mask. Charlie's had it since the Swear-in. ] Try not to get flattened, please. My healing skills aren't that great.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He takes back the trigger with a grateful smile, tucking it behind his ear. He's missed the damn thing, okay?

But he offers a quick salute in response. ]

Thanks for the encouragement, Gargamel.

[ Without any further fanfare, he disappears from the overpass, reappearing at the edge of the street beneath it. It takes a quick second to reorient himself, but he luckily, he spots the coin easily enough. The traffic has slowed enough that he could probably just run out into the street, but where's the fun in that?

He vanishes again, only to reappear in the middle of a lane, kneeling down to pluck up the coin. And then suddenly he's back on the overpass, flicking the coin to Kaneda. ]

Is that the one?

[rassera]

[Kaneda takes a step back to give Peter room should he need it, trying to hold back any attempt to say that he could get it himself. After that stunt, he can only imagine what Charlie would say.

While Peter's on the freeway, Kaneda's got his head craning over to watch, squinting to make sure he's in the approximate area--yeah that looks about right--that the coin fell in.

His hand reaches up a moment, diverting his attention for only a second to inspect the tear on his shirt...before Peter's back up and tossing him the coin. His hands shoot out to it, catching it in both palms and covering it quickly. Taking a look at it after.]

Nope. Think you gotta head back down--joking! Joking. [His hand goes up in defense just in case, laughing and dropping the coin into his glove where it originally was held.]

...I owe you one. [A glance to Charlie, too, although he knows the answer to that already.]

video;

[rassera]

[The beep of a text gets his attention, peeking out from that arm.]

That obvious, huh.

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[nostalgiabomb]

Nah. I have good intuition.

Think that metal's gonna hold you long enough for me to get your dad to you?

[rassera]

[He peeks up, squinting at that metal a moment. He doesn't dare wiggle his foot, but it looks hooked on tight.]

I'm goo-


[Wait.]

He's not my dad!

[nostalgiabomb]

[ priorities??? ]

Just sit tight, kid.

Don't go anywhere.

[rassera]

[are you one to talk about priorities, Quill.]

Heh, not like I got a choice.

[His arms lay flat, breathing out as he tries to keep his breathing regular.]