Klaymen !i/OHE/sPZ6 2008/10/03 (Fri) 23:01 No. 6809 [x] Ask Suika if she can get the Nitorimobile back to your apartment. That ought to be a moderately safe home base.
You crack open the door to the vehicle.
“No sense staying here,” You say, swinging your body so that you can exit the car. “Suika, could you carry the Nitorimobile? I think it'd be best to head back into town.”
“I guess,” she says, shrugging. “It's not really a big deal.”
Your group is looking rather suspicious at this point. Suika decides that it's best to shrink the thing down to a minuscule size, along with everything inside of it. That cuts on the travel load tremendously; though, Nitori is left carrying the girl. Your apartment would probably be best for safety's sake, so you decide to head there.
The flight there is filled with thought, but is otherwise uneventful. It's still pretty unnerving, listening to all of those ideas while still trying to keep contact with the real word. Thankfully, nothing too pressing is going on, so you've got a little time to play around with your thoughts.
“...hey, Bill? Take a look down there,”
Nitori's voice snaps you out of your thoughts, and you look down. By this point, Geneva is lying underneath you... along with a large stream of people in vehicles, it seems.
“I don't suppose your eyesight is good enough to make them out from here?”
“Actually...”
Nitori gives a good description of what those Templar that attacked you before looked like. So, they didn't like you taking out their god. You hope that this whole thing won't end in a giant firefight. Hopefully, you'll be able to stay out of their view. In fact...
“Hmm. Well, whatever,” You say, not pausing in your flight. “They're sticking to the main roads, it seems. We'll be fine.”
The five of you make it back to the apartment without difficulty. All of the stuff is stashed in the appropriate places, with the car going into the garage and the luggage following you. As you wait, the life of the city seems to return. After a few hours, helicopters begin to show up, along with louder vehicles. There's no gunfire, oddly enough, so either the fighting spirit of the Templar is broken, they're fighting over near CERN, or the various air vehicles are actually owned by the rebels. It's not like it matters.
The girl has been placed on your bed, with all of you sort of sitting around the bedroom. You kill the time reading what Takiko's been writing this entire time; it's a story of the excursion. It's all done in very simple language, and there's many cases where you'd have no idea what's going on if you hadn't lived through the event, but it's very cool. The others are doing other trivial tasks, with Suika playing video poker in the corner and Nitori scribbling out plans for something on some paper. Nothing happens until a few hours after sunset. By this time, you've decided to take a little nap. Thinking at full speed constantly is very tiring.
“Oh, aren't you the lively bunch?”
You open your eyes to find a sixth individual hanging in the air from one of those damned gaps. It's Yukari, or rather the top half of her.
You manage a grin. “You're a bit late, aren't you?”
She yawns. “Actually, I just woke up. It's still pretty early in Gensokyo, you know? And I hadn't been sleeping well with that thing pressing on the border.” Her gap starts to rotate, letting her pan around the room “Having fun, Suika?”
“Not really,” She says, frowning, “Can we get out of here soon?”
“Oh, who's that?”
Yukari's managed to pan over towards the girl lying on the bed. She looks for a minute, then turns back to you, a grin on her face. “You haven't been doing anything naughty, have you?”
“We, uh... fought her.” You say. “I guess she was formed as some byproduct of the black hole existing partially inside Gensokyo. She claimed it was part of her.”
“Curious.” Yukari says, rotating back towards the girl. “What do you plan to do with her?”
“I was hoping we could bring her back,” You say in a slightly more pleading tone than you intended.
“No, I don't think so,” Yukari says, twirling around to face you. Her yellow eyes meet yours, sending chills down your spine. You can tell it's intentional on her part. “I don't see the need. That's obviously a corpse.”
[ ] “...what?”
[ ] “So, she really was one with the black hole...”
[ ] “Couldn't you do something?”
[ ] Manly tears.