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Sora ([personal profile] keychained) wrote2010-11-26 11:30 pm

014; [video/action; 4th wall]

[as with any other resident of Johto, Sora is drawn out of sleep by that giant flash of light and what sounded almost like the earth cracking open-- all things considered? this is entirely possible. so he clambers out of bed-- Bell is the only one of his Pokémon who sleeps out of the ball, so he grabs her along with his 'gear, too. not that he notices his other Pokémon are mysteriously missing-- and practically stumbles out of the inn in Violet to check out what the heck just happened.]

[except he's not in Violet. he's in Goldenrod.]

What the--

[so Sora's now standing in the middle of the street, barefoot and in his pajamas-- they're blue with little Totodiles. don't judge-- and holding one little Togepi in his arms. looks like it's just the two of them for now.]

[after a few minutes of stunned silence, Sora finally thinks to turn on the video feed.]

Hey! Is everybody okay?

[identity profile] newhero.livejournal.com 2010-11-27 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
[--but then his whole body tenses, his fists clenched at his sides.]

You!

[you you you-- the source of his nightmares last month. the reason he up and left his job in Violet in a fury, ready to throw punches wherever he could reach. yeah, he'd promised Ven he wouldn't pick a fight, but now that Vanitas is right there and within punching range, there isn't going to be much to stop him. he turns, his center of gravity lowered slightly and his hand outstretched to call his Keyblade instinctively. it won't work, though.]

[identity profile] subvertio.livejournal.com 2010-11-27 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
[That just makes him outright laugh, even moreso when nothing works.] Even more pathetic than I remember.

[identity profile] newhero.livejournal.com 2010-11-27 06:27 am (UTC)(link)
You're the pathetic one!

[he grits his teeth, bringing his fists to his chest instead-- fine, then, if he can't summon the Keyblade, he'll just knock Van's teeth out. or punch him in the gut. wherever he can reach first.]

[identity profile] subvertio.livejournal.com 2010-11-27 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh Sora. Poor little runt Sora. Have fun trying to punch through that chest plate of armor, or the steel frame of his helmet. Of course, he's not quite so kind as to let those swings connect, easily lifting one hand to block those two punches.

Gripping the second fist in his hand, Vanitas let out a terrible chuckle before yanking sharply and swinging his head down to connect the solid dark visor to Sora's forehead. Shoving him back, Vanitas then lifted a boot and kicked him harshly in the chest to knock him even further off balance.
]

[identity profile] newhero.livejournal.com 2010-11-27 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
[normally, it would take just that one initial blow for Sora to realize that he is absolutely no match for Vanitas, especially without his Keyblade-- fireworks are exploding in his head as he reels back, arms flailing. it's all he can do to not fall over entirely, instead tumbling to a crouching position, trying to inhale. oh god, he can't breathe.]

[Sora needs to switch to the defensive, and fast. he'll worry about inhaling later. he straightens himself almost as quickly as he fell, squeezing his eyes shut momentarily. just focus on dodging whatever's thrown at you for now, Sora.]

[identity profile] subvertio.livejournal.com 2010-11-27 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
Pathetic.

[Stepping forward, the visor on his helmet faded away to reveal his face again, a cruel grin stretching from cheek to cheek. Swiftly approaching, he whipped another kick up high, uncaring if he hit his head or his shoulder.]

You relied too much on something that wasn't yours in the first place. [Vanitas seems quite intent on cracking Sora down to the ground, quick to ball his hand into a fist and connect a solid punch into his gut. Leaning, just enough for his mouth to hover near his ear, he chuckled again.]

You are nothing.

[identity profile] newhero.livejournal.com 2010-11-27 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
[what was this "breathing" thing again? Sora's long since forgotten, but that's irrelevant in this split second. he can feel his insides groaning deep inside him-- or was that coming from his throat? adrenaline is dictating him when he raises a fist to punch at Vanitas' face, anything to get him away-- that taunting hasn't hit him quite yet, but it will.]

[identity profile] subvertio.livejournal.com 2010-11-27 07:15 am (UTC)(link)
[The fist connects to his cheek, and it only cuts that amused look short, turning his smile into a snarl. No, it didn't really hurt at all, it was a matter of pride that he got a blow in at all. Standing up out of reach now, he lifted his foot and stomped hard on Sora's chest.

Not just once, or twice -- he just kept stomping.
] Worthless little runt!

[identity profile] newhero.livejournal.com 2010-11-27 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
Stop!

[he yells that as if he actually expects Vanitas to listen-- somewhere in his mind he has the thought to grab at the foot breaking his ribs with his hands. if he can get a good grip, he's going to yank hard to throw Vanitas off balance.]

[identity profile] subvertio.livejournal.com 2010-11-27 07:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Jerking his foot out of that grip, Vanitas swipes a kick into his side then.] Stop? Why should I. [Stepping on one arm and pressing his weight onto it, a sneering curve in his lips.]

You were the one who wanted to do this to me. You wouldn't hesitate to kick and stomp until I ceased to exist. [Grinding the heel of his boot into his elbow now, Vanitas' expression grew sadistic.]

Don't think you can lie to me, Sora. You're not all that you pretend to be. If you were supposed to be such a good person, you would have been born with a pure heart, right?

[identity profile] smartassrug.livejournal.com 2010-11-27 07:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ SO HEY. Carpet is not sure how it got here, or really, where here is. But it does know that some guy... who could be Sora's evil twin... is beating the crap out of Sora.

And Carpet doesn't like that very much.

SO CUE THE SUPERMAN THEME as Carpet flings itself quite viciously at Vanitas, attempting to toss him off of Sora ]

[identity profile] newhero.livejournal.com 2010-11-27 07:54 am (UTC)(link)
[he's not really moving all that much anymore, and for some reason he thinks he's seeing Vanitas being attacked by a blanket... no, wait... is that Carpet?]

[he plants a hand on the ground, trying to push himself back up, but now that the adrenaline's starting to wear off, there's not much doing.]

[identity profile] subvertio.livejournal.com 2010-11-27 08:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Letting out a snarl, Vanitas had to take a few steps back to wrestle with the carpet before throwing it to the ground and beginning to advance on Sora again.]

[identity profile] nisemono.livejournal.com 2010-11-27 08:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Only he's not getting that far, because a boy in rather similar apparel comes launching at him from who-knows-where, tackling the guy before he can get at Sora again]

[identity profile] smartassrug.livejournal.com 2010-11-27 08:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ Luckily, Carpet is pretty quick on its... uh, tassels, so it's up and heading for Sora rather quickly.

And with Vanitas suddenly... occupied, that buys Carpet some time to be a little careful as it scoops up Sora and beats a hasty retreat ]

[identity profile] subvertio.livejournal.com 2010-11-27 08:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Being tackled away from his victim, Vanitas growled out a harsh sound and rolled, sharply kicking the new arrival on the scene when he spies the carpet scooping up Sora and taking him away.]

[identity profile] nisemono.livejournal.com 2010-11-27 08:17 am (UTC)(link)
[But that's really not enough to derail him, giving Vanitas a punch in return before he's picking himself up and moving between this guy and that retreating rug. He's pretty sure it'll get Sora someplace safer than this]

You're the worst copy I've ever seen.

[identity profile] smartassrug.livejournal.com 2010-11-27 08:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ YOU BOYS ENJOY YOUR FIGHT. Carpet will just take Sora to a whole new world hospital or something. ]