I really should have made this post weeks ago. :|a Pretend it's backdated or...something. IDK.

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

[His partner's been  missing for too long now. Stardust's getting antsy. And he can't help but suspect foul play: he went missing just as he was trying to figure out the source of that spontaneous explosion in the woods.

Trying to track any similar waves aren't any good either. There's just too many doubles of Yuusei for Stardust to make sense of it.

Searching the forest isn't any good either. He's about to give up when he finds himself back at the hot spring, the last place he saw his Yuusei.

And there's a bag there. A bag with a new (but familiar?) batch of waves emanating from it. This bag was owned by a human.

Did it have something to do with his missing partner? It's the only chance he has left.

So he takes the bag and flies off with it, searching for any waves that might even be remotely similar to it.]

[ooc: yes, it's finally time to rescue Kizuna and Ruka from the crack!Tenors. Anyone feel free to join up with Stardust for some busting hijinks in whatever thread the actual rescue starts in. Planning? What's that?]

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should I come in now and follow along with him? (no, seriously, planning what? XD)

[markedrose.livejournal.com]

[Hey, it's Aki sitting about. You know she'll be interested in this development. Even if she does act like she doesn't particularly care. Kizuna's the closest thing she's got to a friend... at all ever, after all.]


[ooc: I can delete this and wait if you'd like me to as well. It doesn't matter :D]

well, sure why not :P maybe the rescue should be in some...other thread. IDEK.

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

[Well, Stardust does seem to bolt at the familiar waves, almost mistaking them for the one's he's looking for since they're familiar.]

Ah...it's you again.

[markedrose.livejournal.com]

[She glances up, and if she looks irritated it's simply because that's her default expression and defense mechanism. And maybe a little bit because she actually does find Stardust annoying.]

It is. Don't tell me you're roaming around causing trouble again.

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

[Stardust groans. It's enough that his partner is missing, but he can't help but remember the mild accusations that would occasionally be sent his way (often well deserved ones, not that he would admit to that).]

It ain't me this time, honest.

[markedrose.livejournal.com]

You have to understand why I have a hard time believing that. Do I need to ask your handler?

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

Well, ah...that's the problem. Ya can't. At least not now.

[markedrose.livejournal.com]

[She frowns. It does seem odd that Yusei isn't following a few moments behind his irritating dragon... thing. To the point where she actually finds herself glancing up the road just to be sure. Swiftly turning her attention back to Stardust.]

Why not? He didn't get his idiot self possessed again, did he?

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

No...I don't know. He's just...gone. Missing.

[And then Stardust lets his large arms just fall to his sides. It's probably the most vulnerable Aki's ever seen the dragon-like alien be.]

[markedrose.livejournal.com]

Missing!? [The word comes out as a snap and she shoots Stardust a glare before it registers just how downtrodden he looks. Her expression softening slightly.]

What happened? Do you have any idea?

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

[Stardust shrugs.]

It doesn't really add up. We'd just landed at the hot springs after training, and then I keep feeling this odd presence nearby. But there wasn't anyone there, and then suddenly this explosion goes off in the forest. The kiddo got knocked into the water and was climbing out to check, and I was already in the forest looking for the source...and he just...never caught up.

[markedrose.livejournal.com]

Why on earth wouldn't you stick together. You know he needs you to fight back against things....

[She sighs, giving her head a quick shake.] It doesn't matter. You're looking for him?

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

[He looks guilty.] He told me to go ahead...but yeah, I'm lookin'.

[markedrose.livejournal.com]

You're both idiots. [A slightly exasperated sigh escapes her lips.] Overly heroic idiots. Please tell me you're not just wandering aimlessly.

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

Kind of...I was tryin' to track his waves before, but there's too many doubles of him on this island. It keeps throwing me off. This bag I found at the springs...it's the only clue I've got. [And he holds up Ganguro!Ruka's bag, full of whatever trinkets she has.]

[markedrose.livejournal.com]

That's... something at least. [She holds out her hand to take the bag, wanting to look it over at the very least.] Although for all we know it might be completely unrelated. [She really couldn't be more of a pessimist if she tried.]

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

[Come on, be optimistic like Stardust. :| It helps. Really. Either way he lets ya have the bag.] Well it wasn't there before he disappeared, and the waves coming off it feel familiar to me. I just can't remember where I've felt them before.

[markedrose.livejournal.com]

[Aki gives a distracted sort of hum as she pokes through the bag. Given who it belongs to, we'll assume it contains all sorts of glittery accessories and makeup, yes? Aki lifting a brow as she pulls out a rather sparkly hair clip to examine.] Yes, who knows. Maybe he was overpowered by whoever this belongs to.

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, Stardust never actually...looked through the bag. Now he feels kinda silly. Goddammmit, partner, you'd better not be that lame D< ]

Er.

[markedrose.livejournal.com]

Honestly, you didn't even properly look for clues in the bag? [She sighs in such a way that it might sound like a rather exasperated mutter of, "men" ultimately setting the bag aside to eye Stardust again.] Not that feminine frills necessarily mean someone isn't dangerous, but I have my doubts. You really can't remember what's familiar about the way this thing... feels?

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

[Stardust just scratches his head sheepishly.] Well it's more like the residual waves on it. Someone owned that bag, someone I think I should know. But... [And here, he sighs.] We haven't been home in a long time. And even before then, I only lived on the kiddo's planet for less than a year. I'm just not as familiar with humans as him.

[markedrose.livejournal.com]

Well either way, I suppose it is the only lead we have. Maybe whoever owns it saw something.

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

[And he nods.] I'm just hoping that they're involved with this in some way. Right now I'm trying to find someone who's waves are matching this...no luck so far, but I think I'm getting close.

[markedrose.livejournal.com]

Well, lead on then. The sooner we find them the sooner we can at least find something out.

aaaaand...now what. XD

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

[Fistpump.] Right!

I have no idea. wait for everyone else? XD

[markedrose.livejournal.com]

[And wherever you decide to go she'll be following along now. At least if there's trouble she can quite easily take care of herself.]

Sounds good. XD

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

[Well, he didn't expect the help. But some part of him (if he wasn't so damn worried) would find it hilarious that despite her seemingly distant attitude, she always seems to be the one helping them out here.]

RESCUE THREAD...MAYBE.

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

[And in some room in some building in some location on the island, is Kizuna still bound, sitting on the floor, and looking rather peeved (and exhausted, although he's trying his best to hide that. Getting kidnapped just after finishing some hard training is not good for the body at all).]

[talktotheboots.livejournal.com]

[Placido's boot is no longer planted firmly between Kizuna's shoulder blades. Rather he's kneeling before the other; cold fingers gripping Kizuna's chin and tilting it up. A manic smirk clings to his lips, his tongue glazing their surface. The question he poses next is laced with perversion]

Should we play a game, Fudou Yuusei?

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

[Kizuna glares, trying to jerk his chin out of Placido's hand, although how successful he is is debatable. He doesn't get the perversion, having lived a relatively more naive sort of life compared to his doubles, a quiet life in a suburban town. As it is, he only sees an enemy's taunts, making him growl deep in his throat.]

I wouldn't trust any sort of game you offered.

[talktotheboots.livejournal.com]

[He chuckles a bit, somewhat amused by the retort, his thumb rubbing against the underside of Kizuna's chin]

Why don't you give my game a try? You might find you'd like it. Hmm?

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

[Yuusei's mouth is a thin line, only glaring back as he growls out the word "no."]

[talktotheboots.livejournal.com]

[Unfortunately, Placido does not take no for an answer, his free hand migrating downward to Kizuna's crotch, the palm eager to touch]

Are you sure?

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

[Yuusei squirms, his bound feet trying to push the man-bot away.]

I am.

Private // Godmodding with permission

[talktotheboots.livejournal.com]

[The hand cups Kizuna's crotch, rubbing it through the fabric]

We'll see about that..

Re: Private // Godmodding with permission

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

Gh-!!! [Yuusei's literally been struck speechless with that action, his body freezing for one horrified second that seems to last forever.] You...

Re: Private // Godmodding with permission

[talktotheboots.livejournal.com]

[The hand rubs harder, squeezing Kizuna's crotch over and over again]

The game has but one rule: If you come, I win.

...there is no other outcome.

Re: Private // Godmodding with permission

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

[Yuusei is visibly shaking with anger now, although the effect is reduced from his cheeks flushing with embarrassment. He hasn't felt anything like this before, hasn't had someone try this on hi. Struggles are starting to renew, trying to find some alternate outcome, bound legs kicking out in an easy to avoid sort of jerking movement.]

Re: Private // Godmodding with permission

[talktotheboots.livejournal.com]

[Struggle as he may, it is futile; Placido's hand slips into the waistband of Kizuna's jeans, his thumb undoing the button that fastens them]

Re: Private // Godmodding with permission

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

[Yuusei bites back a gasp, and in a last ditch futile attempt to stop Placido, attempts to headbutt him.]

Did AIM kick you too? D:

[talktotheboots.livejournal.com]

[And it would have worked were Placido's head not made of metal.]

Getting rough are we?

That and mom made me go to bed when I tried to get back on. D:

[kizunaprotector.livejournal.com]

[Yuusei's just dazed from the impact-the Placido he knew was very, very much human. He didn't expect that.] Gh-nhgh...