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?

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[rassera]

[Oh Kazu, you're such a good guy...there's a small smile when he hears that, just letting the sun hit him as he waits.


He'll buy something for the guy for this, honestly.]

[burnmetwice]

[You might live to regret those sentiments, Kaneda. Kazu is, in fact, there very fast. Due to Kaneda's unfortunate perspective, he misses Kazu setting the bridge slightly on fire when he braces to stop himself (the fire extinguishes itself quickly it's fine). He's already swearing profusely when he hops up on the edge of the bridge to look down at Kaneda, and he swears more when he sees him.]

You fucking dumbass!

[rassera]

[Kazu you're both an angel and a sweetheart. He's a little disappointed he can't see that fire himself, only really noticing when he hears the long string of cursewords in his general direction.

It takes him a moment before he looks up with wide, almost doe-like eyes.]

Hey, that WAS fast!

[He smiles, though.]

Nice seeing you again. Think you can hoist a guy up?

[burnmetwice]

Shit. Fuck! Moron! Idiot! Shit for brains!

[This is when he notices Kaneda's exact predicament, the metal wrapping around his foot. But whatever they're gonna do about that, he still has to get him upright first, so he braces on the railing and offers a hand.]

C'mon!

[rassera]

[Kazu's explecitives only get more of a laugh out of him, although he's trying to hide it as he reaches up to take that hand. Feeling himself hoisted at least to the railing where his leg was caught.]

I'm okay! I'm okay, Kazu.

See?

[His hands grip the railing a few times, just for emphasis.]

[burnmetwice]

You could have been killed! You're hanging over a fucking overpass, think about your choices.

[He huffs a slight sigh, starting to run out of steam while he hauls himself over the railing again to check his foot out. ]

[rassera]

[He winces a little at that outburst, unable to hide that smile as he holds up a hand to 'defend' himself.]

I was just hanging out, alright?

[KANEDA.]

I didn't ask the cop car to hit me!

[burnmetwice]

Watching for cops is basic!

... Can you get your foot free?

[rassera]

Yeah well not when they get THROWN at you!

[A little bitter? You bet.]

I...Ngh, It's in there pretty good. Give me a minute.

[burnmetwice]

[can't really argue with that...]

Hold on, I can—

[he climbs all the way over the railing, wedging his foot somewhere to brace so he can lean over and start helping, one-handed, the other holding onto the rail. Though he can't see the state of Kaneda's ankle, he can guess that he probably fucked something up so his touch is very gentle as he tries to guide his foot loose.]

Just—a little more.

[rassera]

[There's definitely a sprain there at most, but right now, he'd much prefer not dangling as opposed to the pain. With a moment to get himself ready, Kaneda hoists himself up (and instantly regretting it) to grab onto that rail, trying to at have something grabbed onto while they fiddle with that.]</small. Hey, yeah...it's starting to loosen...

[burnmetwice]

[after a little more prying and pulling—]

Try it now.

[rassera]

[He wastes no time in climbing over the edge once his leg is free, feeling the slight pressure from the sprain as he puts weight on it. Durability helps with the pain, but not enough to completely be immune.

It smarts like a bitch, honestly.]

Damn.

[He'll just use Kazu's shoulder as a support for a moment, getting his balance.]

That was close!

[burnmetwice]

No shit.

... Can you drive like this...?

[Kazu knows how it is: no ambulance, no hospital. It doesn't even occur to him that Kaneda would go for either. He's already considering whether he could get Kaneda back home himself. He had managed to jump a bridge with Emiri; Kaneda didn't look THAT much heavier than her...]

[rassera]

[Damn, he hadn't even thought of that. And it shows in how he avoids Kazu's gaze. Granted, he could drive--his bike allowed for such a position. But if he had to brake, that certainly wouldn't do him any favours.]

Looks like I'm walking.

[See: limping.]

[burnmetwice]

I can carry you. [Probably.] —on my back! [He wasn't going to princess carry Kaneda, for both their sakes.]

I can get you to my place so you can ice your ankle and... I can patch whatever the hell else you did to yourself.

[And then he could figure out how to get Kaneda home. Even with the transporters, getting him to Nonah on his back would be a trip; if he had to do it, he wasn't going to be hauling him around while he was still bleeding.]

[rassera]

On your--

[Sorry Kazu, it's just...you're very small. Not too small, about Tetsuo's height. Still, he's a little unconvinced.]

You sure about that? I mean...I can probably make it.

[burnmetwice]

I'm stronger than I look! I used to do construction as a part time job back home.

[Kaneda's not wrong to be skeptical, though. He doesn't look strong at all. ]

[rassera]

...

[Looking you up and down again, Kazu. Yeah...he believes you.

But you helped him, and he's certainly got no short walk home, so he'll take your word for it this time. His arms go up, as if...looking for a place to put them]

[burnmetwice]

[Kazu turns, offering his back.]

Just try not to squirm around too much; you'll throw my balance off we'll both wind up through a guard rail.

[That's an exaggeration. Mostly.]

[rassera]

[This is probably the weirdest thing he's done since he got into this place, but...he climbs on, if awkwardly.]

This is as close as we're ever getting. No sneaking in through my window.

[KANEDA HE CAN DROP YOUR ASS RIGHT HERE.]

[burnmetwice]

[Kazu grips him under the thighs, shifting to try and get comfortable under the weight... it's not too bad, he's actually holding up pretty solidly. More than he thought he would. Maybe because it's mostly his legs doing the heavy lifting...? It's mostly uncomfortable where Kaneda's legs press into his ribs; they were still a little sensitive from Tetsuo's training session...

This asshole.]

I could drop you. Who the hell would sneak through your window.

[rassera]

[WOW SHADE TOSSED!]

Well I don't let just -anyone-. You don't make the cut.

[His arms cling to those shoulders, if awkwardly.]

[burnmetwice]

You're lucky I'm letting you in my living room.

[He pushes forward tentatively, getting the hang of bearing his weight, fixing his balance... ]

[rassera]

[He bites his lip, trying desperately to hold back a joke he could make about that. But even the great Kaneda can't suppress a little 'heeee'. He tried, so sue him.]

On your mark!