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I DON'T KNOW! I got so angry yelling things I don't even mean at this stupid girl I like that now I'm lost!

Well, stop yelling and look for a landmark! [Out of the apartments, where is he, just listen for the yelling.] I don't like this either!

It's dark...STUPID MOON! Don't you know I can't see in the dark anymore!?! Stupid eyes. stupid Digital World.

[there's a voice off screen. Someone shouting at him to shut up]

YOU SHUT UP! I'm ruining my life out here!!!

[he drops the D-terminal as whoever he was yelling at starts throwing balls of fire at him and the camera end up pointing down the street. Looks like he wandered into one of the housing districts. ]

[Terra gasps, and she keeps an eye on the feed, listening for yelling, for fireballs, for all that...

She runs, trying to find him.] Hey! Hey, answer me, keep talking!

[Only way to tell where he is.]

[sorry Terra, the shapeshifter you are trying to reach is no shouting things about this Digimon's mother. And if they are true she must be very popular at parties. The Digimon is responding in kind with more fire. And now more Digimon are getting into the action rolling up their windows to shout back at Beastboy, or throw things at him]

[You know what's easy to find? A budding mob. The shouting leads Terra to the actual event, and she runs up to stand in front of him, holding out her hands to-- there is nothing you can do why do you try

Well. Stand there.]

Hey! Heeeeyyy, look, my friend here's just feeling a bit under the weather, 'm sorry for this, I'll take him off your hands, yeah?

Where'd you come from?!

[The Digimon are still angry and one of them throws a rock. Beastboy shoves Terra out of the way to take the rock between the eyes and stumble back cursing like a sailor]

[And that tears it. Her shock turns to anger and she clenches her fist, and if she could, she knows, knows a rumbling would start up.]

HEY! STOP THROWING THINGS, NOW! [She wishes she'd brought Gotsumon with her. A hand gropes behind her to try and steady Beastboy.] We get it, and we're sorry, and we're leaving, right now.

You're all losers!!

[hanging off her as his eyes cross and uncross]

I've seen scarier things in my fridge! I've seen tougher looking stuff getting thrown by numemon!

Edited 2013-06-07 05:06 (UTC)

[AND SHE SLAPS A HAND OVER HIS MOUTH, GLARES AT HIM, AND STARTS TO DRAG HIM AWAY.

The mob's still on edge, but she's at least got enough of an opening to get him out of there, before he makes it even worse. ...Like he's already done.

Out of the corner of her mouth:] If you don't stop you're going to get us both killed.

[he makes some muffled protests and it's probably better that Terra can't make out what words he's saying. He doesn't resist though and lets her drag him away, going effectively limp. The mob grumbles and lets them pass, muttering rude things about humans]

[And you know, she doesn't stop dragging him until they're somewhere she recognizes, near Roaming Park. Then she pulls her hand away and starts looking at his forehead.] What the hell were you thinking? Antagonizing them that much, and then-- you didn't have to do that. [She's touching his forehead; obvious what she means. But she doesn't sound angry, just worried.]

Oh sure! Cuz it's SO easy for the princess to blame me! Just like last time.

[his face is twitching though and his angry eyes are starting to look horrified, he's going to have a great big goose egg where the rock hit]

Edited 2013-06-07 11:21 (UTC)

I told you, don't call me that, I hate it, I hate what I used to be, what I still-- [She's able to cut herself off; she's realized that yeah, this thing, it has her too. But what she focuses on is his face.

Her hand's still at is forehead, brushing at it gently.]

...Can you understand what's going on? [She says it. Slow. Careful. Trying to control what she's saying.]

Yeah I understand what's going on her! Some blond bimbo who loves to stomp on my heart is being all sweet again right before she breaks me again!!!

[and he may have a voice full of venom but that rock must have knocked something loose because he's shaking his head no and flailing his arms in panic]

[And she understands what's going on. And sees that he's becoming more and more lucid too, but yet she grabs his shoulders, both of them.]

Listen to me, okay, I'd rather be stuck as a stupid rock for another bunch of months than do anything like that again, ever, 'cause you're the most important person in the world to me, in any world, and I need to stop saying this stuff so just look, if you don't speak you can't keep saying this stuff, okay?

[his eyes get big and his face turns red. He opens his mouth to say something no doubt awful but suddenly wraps his fingers around his own throat to choke out the insult]

Ack!

[In response she pulls his hands away from his neck, that is the first way to cause harm dammit.

The only thing she knows to do is...take him back to his room and lock him in it. She's beyond any kind of idea besides that.]

Stop it.

Edited 2013-06-07 12:05 (UTC)

[Well, no.

She's got one more idea, and it's more like an impulse, from whatever's making her say all these things.

In a fit of desperation, her hand still holding his, she kisses him, even though she's pretty surprised by her own actions.]

Mmmmpf!?

[if his eyes were wide before they're dinner plates now. All that flexed tension in his angered muscles is frozen, quivering in place as his mind reels struggling to comprehend what is happening. Because this is amazing, this is wonderful this...is actually really awkward and nothing like he imagine having another kiss would feel like. And it's way different from their first kiss and all these thoughts are swirling in his brain like a tornado leaving him in beautiful, blissful stunned silence.]

[You know what she hadn't thought of? What to do after she kissed him. Except...keep kissing him? She doesn't know what to do with her hands. Keep holding his? She doesn't know what to do with anything. Her hair's starting to fall in her face, does she pull it out? Her teeth hurt a bit, did they hit his?

This wasn't how it looked in shows she watched, or movies, how long does she go for? Is she shaking? A little. She just wanted to stop him from talking, but no that's a lie there's more than that, but she didn't plan this out, she hadn't planned this out and just kisses harder.]

[it feels like this has gone on for five, ten minutes! But really it's only been seconds. As a dull ringing in his ears fades into something like bells his muscles all melt into sore, exhausted noodles. Being angry for so long takes alot out of you. And despite himself he's reminded of the last time his inner beast got out.

As she kisses harder though that triggers an instinct. He lets go of her hands and laces his arms around her pulling her close. Squeezing a little too hard betraying his desperation. He's shaking a little too as his muscles burn and a creeping dread fills his chest.

Because if he insults her after this? It's over. More over then anything that ever ended. Who would forgive that?!]

[The sudden shift surprises her, and for a moment she slips back, away, to take a breath.

...And then right back into the breach, kissing harder, fiercer. It's more than I need to keep him from saying things he'll regret, it's been more than that from the start. And her hands, hanging useless and limp now, slip up behind his back.

Her forehead brushes against his -- he's not bleeding, is he? -- and her fingers dig into his shirt. He's shaking. She might be shaking too. She might be shaking a lot.]

[The break in the kiss gives him a confused moment to suck in some air but when she kisses him again, that really throws him for a loop. It washes out all of his confused swirling thoughts like the tide and leaves him buzzing, tingling with energy from his toes to his eartips. He grips at her shirt tighter, not wanting to let go. Never wanting to let go again in case this is all just a hullucination brought on by whatever apparently drove him insane today.

But as much as he wants to make sure she doesn't leave, he closes his eyes instinctively and lets the kiss become absolutely everything he's aware of]

[That electric feeling's spreading through her too. It's only now that she's coming to realize this is her first kiss, and she's probably doing it all wrong. A quick breath, a lick of her lips - there's a taste on them, she can't identify it, he tastes like something, it's a novel concept - and back in, and she's holding him tight, tight, her nose bumping with his, awkward and nervous.

Eventually, they should stop. Eventually, she should lock him in his room. Eventually.]

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