cheerhealer: (my dog understands me)
clαírє вєnnєt ([personal profile] cheerhealer) wrote in [community profile] sirenspull_logs2012-01-26 07:24 pm

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WHO: Duo, Claire, and Mr. Muggles
WHEN: backdated to the afternoon before the blizzard happens as well as during the worst of the blizzard
WHERE: Underground Mall
WHAT: Claire was planning on helping Duo find out what his power was for one night, and then all of a sudden the weather took a turn for the worst. Uhh-- Also, killer cyborgs will show up at some point for a bit.
WARNINGS: nothing??? will update if needed

She'd told Duo to meet her at the Mall for some 'power discovery'. She still hadn't managed to think of a good word for it, but it would work for now. She sat on a nearby bench, holding Mr. Muggles in her hands and trying to feed him a treat. He really was spoiled- any of the 'bargain brand' treats she tried to feed him, he wouldn't take unless he was nearly dying of hunger.

Franz had no doubt kept up the tradition of her mother spoiling him to death. Not that she minded, really; she wouldn't break her bank to make sure he had the best treats. It was his own fault if he didn't want to eat it at first.

The thought of Mr. Muggles having an ability of his own crossed her mind as she sat there waiting for Duo. The idea hadn't even occurred to her until Helen and Haruhi had mentioned it, and now it wouldn't go away. Though, really, how likely was it that she would be the owner of a super-powered dog?

... On second thought, maybe she didn't want to think something like that in a city like this.
duomaxwell: (draws each breath as if it was his last)

[personal profile] duomaxwell 2012-02-27 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
Duo dropped down hard, on the verge of passing out but fighting it with every passing second. He felt Claire's hand on his knee and went to reach for it, but finally saw that the dark energy he had summoned was all the way up to his upper arms.

"... Jesus... it's like I can't control it..." he groaned, putting his hands over his face. "This is not good..."
duomaxwell: (losing isn't an option)

[personal profile] duomaxwell 2012-02-27 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
He didn't feel like he was going to explode. That was a good sign, wasn't it?

He forced his lungs to pull in slow, even breaths, and it slowly started bringing the energy down from his arms. When his vision was no longer tilting he looked up again, blue eyes scanning the area slowly. He sat up, staring at one of the exits. There were still a whole lot of people there, and no one seemed able to get out.

"... Claire..."
duomaxwell: (fml man)

[personal profile] duomaxwell 2012-02-28 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Something... something's blocking the exit maybe?" Duo offered tiredly, managing to get to his feet despite feeling like he'd been hit by a Mack truck going 60.

"But what..."
duomaxwell: (fml man)

[personal profile] duomaxwell 2012-02-28 08:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Me either..."

He felt better now that he'd calmed down. The power was still at his hands, but not as draining as it had been. Still, he could do little more than follow Claire, praying that they didn't have to fight again. His body was aching dully, a headache starting on the back of his head, and he really didn't know how much longer his strength was going to last.