中森 青子 | Nakamori Aoko (
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K-Kaito? [ Softly, at first, and shaken. She touched the still-wet blood staining her front, touched the ragged tear in her shirt that marked the entry point of the bullet—pressed her hand over her ribs, over her heart, feeling the rise and fall and the steady, rhythmic beating…
And then she threw herself out of the bedroom she'd found herself in. The hallway was deserted; she broke into a run. ]
KAITO! ANSWER ME!
And then she threw herself out of the bedroom she'd found herself in. The hallway was deserted; she broke into a run. ]
KAITO! ANSWER ME!
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This place seems inclined to... take us to where we need to be. Or perhaps... take where we need to be... to us.
[she moves across the hallway as she speaks, heading towards a wooden club that lies discarded on the carpet. A large, vicious-looking beast's tooth is hammered deeply into one end, and the whole thing seems to be snarling at her, vibrating as if ready to leap up and attack. Miss Nakamori gives it a disdainful kick into the wall, which temporarily quells the snarling, and then takes it up in a firm grip before turning back to Aoko]
We'll find him. [finally catches her breath and lets it out in a shaky sigh. Everything hurts, despite her dose of tincture, and the ill feeling likely isn't going away for some time] I doubt there are few places where he would be safer than here. He'll be all right.
[yes, possibly all right like her and her counterpart are 'all right'. Don't think about that, Nakamori]
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Aoko-san, you should rest. I can come back to find you as soon as I've found Kaito.
[ From somebody else, that could've been parsed as 'you'll only slow me down'. But, no; there's nothing but pure concern lacing Aoko's voice, and it's written plainly all over her face. ]
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[ She catches up quickly and trots alongside her double. As hard as it is to walk, it's even harder to resist the urge to break into a run. ]
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[keeps to this pace for now, reaching up with her free hand to claw some webs out of her hair with a shudder]
Damned spiders...
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What happened?
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[trails off and shudders again, clearly not eager to recount whatever happened.
She keeps raking at her hair the whole time, until a spiny, chitinous, overly large spider's leg falls out of the tangled locks and bounces off her arm to the floor. Miss Nakamori stops dead and yelps, taking a hurried step back from it and combing her hair even more furiously]
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[really hoping that was the only one]
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As sure as I can be.