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Capsule 004 💊 (Video)

[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?

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[He laughs when Kaneda lets him go. How awkward. He watches his friend celebrate, reaching to pat his shoulder.]

Want me to heal you, or...?

[He feels that hand on his shoulder, turning to look at him and...then past him at the police car. His legs are a little stiff, but he hurries over to it to inspect the damage.

All cars have a driver, after all.]

[Oh, shit. Riku honestly kind of forgot about the fact that there was a police car. He follows Kaneda, Keyblade returning to his hand. Looks like he'll need it after all.]

[It's okay, Kaneda honestly forgot too. And if he wants to avoid a scene from this...

Well, he's digging into the car, attempting to hoist the cop out. From the looks of it, he's not terribly damaged, more like unconscious and still breathing.

But scarred and bleeding despite that.]

Shit...think you can--?

Yeah. Can you get him out on your own, or you want a hand?

[He points the Keyblade at the knocked-out cop, mumbling a word. The man glows green for a second, and as it fades, his smaller cuts start to knit themselves up.]

I don't know if I can wake him up with that. Should we bring him to the hospital...?

[It's a struggle, and he mostly gets the Cop out of the window, although he might need help unhooking those legs from the seat. The familiar glow of Cure lights up the cop, feeling the soft light by proximity, watching those wounds stitch themselves.

There's a moment of hesitation as he looks this over.]

...

[He doesn't answer right away, looking at Riku for a moment before kneeling down. Slowly...removing that police radio from the waist (it's a little damaged, but works), and the taser he's holding.

Sorry Riku, he's resourceful.]

Uh, think we'll get in trouble if we do?

[You don't say that AFTER you loot him, Kaneda!]

[He watches this act of theft without saying much -- he might do the same, in another situation. He frowns at the question, though.]

I feel like we'll get in trouble if we don't. Hit and runs aren't okay with them, are they? ... Can we just say we found him like this?

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[Kaneda debates it for a moment. He could play it off as an innocent bystander, it'd be easy enough. Kaneda was busted up, but he could blame the Swear-In.

With a sigh of...surprise that he's doing this, he gets out his comm to phone 911.

For the first time in...ever.]

[Riku nods, letting the Keyblade go and watching Kaneda on the phone. If he has to, he'll take over, of course.]

[Thankfully, Kaneda's the king of bullshitting. After talking with 911 (and somehow insulting the dispatcher's mother in some way), he repeats that the ambulance is on its way over, hanging up.]

Okay, done.

...

[A look at the cop.]

So do we have to stay, exactly?

... Uh. Not... necessarily? Did they ask you to?

NNnnope.

[A look to the body.

A look to Riku.

Repeat.]

...

[Grab Riku's arm and drags him into a run.]

[Riku's startled, but he keeps up, jogging after Kaneda without protest. Where they're going, he's got no idea, but he'd kinda like to stop looking at the cop's passed out body too, honestly.]

You know, if we'd stayed, you could have taken all the credit for healing him and calling 911. Probably they'd appreciate it. Send you flowers or something.

[Honestly, Kaneda's got no set destination either, but as long as it's away from the scene, he won't be incredibly picky. His head turns, though, as they run.]

Hah! The only flowers I want are from girls!

...

And they might not like that I took some souvenirs.

Okay, so a basket or something. But yeah, they probably wouldn't appreciate it.

So anyway, what about you? You want a round of healing?

[It didn't even occur to him until just now...Yeah, he's still smarting from that. As if Riku saying it brought the actual nerve endings back to life.]

You know what...I'll take you up on that.

[Because his back is literally on fire from that road rash.]

Hahah. Okay, here.

[Riku nods, Keyblade coming back to his hand. He lifts it straight into the air, eyes on his friend.]

Cure.

[That's easy, and a minor hit to Riku's energy returns some to Kaneda a few times over.]

How's that?

[A part of him has to wonder just how nice it is having healers on standby. He feels the familiar green energy flow around him, and like salve to a burn, he feels the pain and sting of the road rash lift from his body. He has to stop a minute to let it work its way through, leaning against the wall and smiling.]

Damn, that's nice.

[He smiles gently, moving to crouch next to Kaneda against the wall. Keyblade disappearing, he runs a hand through his hair, shoving it out of his face.]

It's pretty good. It's indispensable sometimes.

You're making me jealous here, already!

[His head rests against the back of the wall, smiling into the sky.]

Least I've got a personal medic on standby, right?

Well, sorry.

[He grins, plopping down on his butt.]

Seems like you've got a couple, from what I can tell.

Yeah, and I'm gonna need all of em to make it in this place.

Don't look for a day job!

Pff. That's your own fault, you know. And I have one!

Not always! Just...most of the time!

[Flashing Riku a smile now, slumping to his butt too.]

You're still my standby doctor.

That's fine. Pay me back with food if I get tired, got it?

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