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[eatsyourscience]

Who: Souji and you!
Where: Hell :|
When: All during the event
Rating: PG-13 (I doubt it will get higher, but I'll update if it does)
Summary: Souji never had a Shadow
The Story:

Souji is used to fighting without any weapon other than his own soul. He's used to fighting in strange environments. He's never had to fight anywhere like this though.

Things start out well enough, regardless: he worries for his friends and tries to find them, fighting whatever gets in his way in the process.

It doesn't last. He keeps looking around, yes, and he keeps fighting - he has no choice, really - but he can tell he isn't the same. Something in him is seething and he doesn't know what or why. He doesn't like it, but at the same time, he doesn't want to fight it. Just let it run its course, like a fever. He can keep fighting in the meantime and maybe hurry it along.

[OOC: Feel free to find him wandering around or fighting things, before or after things start getting dark. Prose or brackets are fine! I'll match whichever.]

Comments

[goodwoofjames]

[Sirius has been focusing on keeping others safe, as best he can. And that's all he's been doing, he thinks, until his encounter with the centipede...thing. It moves fast, faster than Sirius can run in a straight line, but it isn't agile, so Sirius makes use of the terrain, dodging around rocks and trees in the hopes of getting it stuck so he can take his shot.

Unfortunately, he's moving too quickly to catch himself as he circles a large boulder, and that's how he ends up instinctively throwing himself away from the rock for fear of running headlong into Souji. His feet tangle beneath him and he splays on the ground, but strangely his first thought isn't "SHIT" or "I am going to die" as one might expect.

Instead, his head is filled with his annoyance and disgust at running into a Slytherin.]

[eatsyourscience]

[Souji isn't really that sanguine about almost being run into, either, but he certainly doesn't have the repulsion Sirius does at the encounter. Heroes don't react like that to people who need help, right? And Sirius clearly needs help, if the giant centipede bearing down on them is any indication.

He raises a hand to summon Izanagi and drop a fire spell on that thing, because terrible arcade games shouldn't be made more terrible by the addition of centipedes.]

[goodwoofjames]

[Through his wave of baseless irritation, Sirius still manages to be just as impressed at Souji's abilities as ever. He scrambles to his feet, wand in hand, and fires off his own blast of energy. The insect's taken quite a few hits at this point, but they were all from a greater distance than this one. Between Souji's attack and his, the thing is on its last legs. So to speak.

And as soon as he recognizes that, all he wants is to make sure Souji doesn't get the final blow.]

I've got this under control, mate!

[And so he aims a slashing spell at the injured, enraged centipede's front legs. At the very least it should fall over, if not be knocked out from the shock. And it does fall. It just falls mostly towards Sirius, who's still out of breath from his fall.

Shit.]

[eatsyourscience]

[Oh, well, in that case, Souji will just-

...

Oh.

Good. Good job, Sirius.

Souji reaches out and grabs Sirius by the arm, pulling him back so quickly that he, at least, ends up on the ground.

However, he is not underneath a giant centipede.]

[goodwoofjames]

[Sirius lands flat on his back, staring dazedly as the centipede crashes into a twitching, angry heap just a few feet away. It takes him a moment to even register where he is, let alone what happened. But then he's shooting a glare at Souji and forcing himself into a sitting position out of sheer spite.]

Not like your type to bother saving someone if no one's watching.

[And of course, he knows that's a silly thing to say. More than just silly, it's mean-spirited, and it isn't like Sirius, even with his difficulty in accepting that he's befriended people who would be sorted into Slytherin. He's been keeping that all to himself, letting it stew and fester. Which is what this place loves, apparently]

[eatsyourscience]

My type?

[Wait, hold that thought while Souji summons Kohryuu and casts Myriad Arrows to make sure the centipede actually dies instead of lying around being pissed off at them.

Okay that's done. Now he turns to Sirius, sitting beside him in the dirt.]

My type?

[goodwoofjames]

[It's stupid. Sirius hears the words as they leave his mouth and he knows it's stupid, and that's why he hasn't said anything about it.]

You were a Slytherin. You made friends with James and me and you were a Slytherin the whole time.

[eatsyourscience]

[Wow, this is a lot like a conversation he had with James once.]

I was Souji the whole time.

[goodwoofjames]

Maybe I didn't know what Souji really was.

[And now it's stupid and verging on not making sense. But this place won't let him stop.]

[eatsyourscience]

How does being a Slytherine for half a week make a difference?

[There's more force in his voice than is normal for him. This place has certainly gotten under his skin as well.]

[goodwoofjames]

Every Slytherin joined You-Know-Who. Every single one. They might as well have murdered James and Lily themselves.

[And yet it was Peter who turned them in. A Gryffindor. Their friend. Why can't he stop assuming that Slytherins can't break their own rules too?]

[eatsyourscience]

I didn't.

[Wait, why is he even feeling the need to defend himself about this?]

And I'm not even a Slytherin.

[goodwoofjames]

But-- but why would Wonderland make you one for no reason? It's always-- always picking ways to get the bloody best rise out of us, right? It.

[He huffs, shakes his head a little too hard.]

It knows us better than anyone can. And it made you one of them.

[eatsyourscience]

What are Slytherins about? It's...ambition right? Something like that? No one ever said that didn't fit me.