Seven Horrors (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
sevenhorrorsmods) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
sevenhorrors2025-09-21 04:36 pm
sevenhorrorsmods) wrote in sevenhorrors2025-09-21 04:36 pm
[gardening!! . . . "gardening"]
Who: Katsumori and the rest of the school
When: September 21
Where: the equipment shed
What: more things happened!!
Warnings: spiders, spider bites, and someone getting chomped on in the adventure itself
[It's a bit overcast today, isn't it? Clouds rumble lightly in the sky above, dark with rain that has yet to actually fall. It is still pretty hot outside, but at least the weather is beginning to cool, right? Fall must be right around the corner!]
[If you happen to be taking a moment to enjoy the great outdoors, then you may stumble across some friends in green uniforms hanging out around the equipment shed.]
[The]
[Opened equipment shed]
When: September 21
Where: the equipment shed
What: more things happened!!
Warnings: spiders, spider bites, and someone getting chomped on in the adventure itself
[It's a bit overcast today, isn't it? Clouds rumble lightly in the sky above, dark with rain that has yet to actually fall. It is still pretty hot outside, but at least the weather is beginning to cool, right? Fall must be right around the corner!]
[If you happen to be taking a moment to enjoy the great outdoors, then you may stumble across some friends in green uniforms hanging out around the equipment shed.]
[The]
[Opened equipment shed]
did somebody say negative cr farming
[Girl had a twinkle in her eye as she reached for a club that was just calling out to her. Then somebody else reached for it. Then, suddenly, she was being shoved over. And for a second, she thinks, what the fuck, getting way too possessive of stuff when there's plenty to go around is supposed to be our thing.]
[Then she sees who shoved her. She tilts her head. She looks at their clothes. She pieces things together quickly enough.]
Oi.
You "Lyric"?
yayyy yippeee whee!!
Maybe if she were feeling more rational, she might be able to imagine other explanations, but as it stands, all she can think of is how provoked she feels. ]
Why? It was you, wasn't it?
/2
Was what me?
D'you mean--
no subject
Ha.
Ha.
Ha.
Ha.
professional rage baiter vs professional rage baitee
She lunges with both hands for the other young woman's neck, throwing all her body weight behind it in attempt to tackle them both to the ground. There's nothing coordinated or supernaturally advanced about her feral outburst, but it doesn't stop her from doing anything she can to achieve the one goal playing over in her head: to hurt her, any way possible. ]
no subject
She manages to keep herself upright at least so she only winds up on her butt, rather than on her back - being fully supine with this girl on top of her would be really bad.
She keeps a grip on Lyric's right arm with her left. With her own right hand, she doesn't try to get Lyric's other hand off her. She really wants to start swinging at Lyric's face the same way she did Rin's, but she was taught to get her feet set before she starts punching. So instead she grabs for a handful of that pink hair and yanks.]
no subject
It's too difficult to fully swing back to punch her, so she settles for smothering her still free hand atop the column of Girl's throat, digging her nails in and pushing with all her weight, trying to get her flat on the ground instead of sitting up. She's not fighting just to rough her up; it really seems, in this moment, like she's trying to kill her (BUT SHE WONT OBVIOUSLY!!!!), and her eyes communicate that too, wild and violent. She doesn't need to argue, or tell her to take it back. All she wants is to make her hurt. ]
no subject
[She fires her leg up, trying to knee her instead. She's aiming for her stomach, but she'll settle for any kind of contact at this point.]
no subject
It's then that she tries to wrassle her other arm free from Girl's grip, itching to knock her across the face with her fist. It's an uncoordinated, frenzied motion, trying to dislodge her while there's still an iron grip on her hair. But she attempts it anyway, like an animal stuck in a trap. ]
no subject
the shed now open to them, yes.
and yet, the audible vitriol coming from within is what pulls Severine in through the door. two women, violently entwined—this is the fear. this is the other shoe. the dim lighting does nothing to hide the scene from a tiefling's eyes: a woman whose name she does not know, her on top, her winning... and underneath— ]
Enough!
[ she flies across the room with such a clangor, somehow spies the hand crushing down on Girl's windpipe, and seizes that wrist with a harshness previously dormant. it is not cruel, but does she wrench Mizi back with very little consideration for consideration? yes. definitely yes. and very little consideration as to whether this woman has already picked up a weapon. that, too. ]
Enough!
no subject
[Okay, that grip on her neck is getting really tight. Okay, that's starting to really hurt. She her hands stop whatever they're doing and grab at Lyric's arm to try and pull it off of her neck. Unfortunately, that lets Lyrics get her other arm free, which she uses to just sock Girl in the face. She keeps kicking at her stomach and pulling at her arm, but this is getting out of hand - Lyric's overwhelming aggression has caught her off guard and she's struggling to push back against it, muchless figure out a way to get the advantage --
-- and then, Lyric is off of her. Girl's hands immediately go to her neck, she rolls over onto her knees and coughs. She didn't realize she was uh. Not breathing for a few seconds there. She takes in a few breaths and looks at her hands to check how deep those nails got into her neck. Only once she's got her bearings back does she look to see -
Severine.
Ah, boy.]
no subject
But it doesn't quell her temper.
When her eyes whip over to see the culprit, the woman before her resembles one of the segyein more than a human, which does nothing to soothe her, either. She would've raged against a human in her way, too, but the inhumanness, to her, is an additional level of complexity of her feelings at being restrained. ]
Get off!
[ She takes an open handed swipe at the tiefling woman, instead, more trying to get free than intentionally cause her pain. ]
no subject
her claws do not dig into the woman's skin; she stops shy of that, if only because she gaze snaps to the girl—her girl—hacking on the floor. Mammon, her throat. if she hadn't arrived when she had—...
to say she feels anger is... not nearly enough. ]
Are you insane? Are you possessed? [ this could be directed at either of them! certainly it could and should be! ] Outside! Out of shed, now!
no subject
[She's getting to her feet. Not the steadiest, but she's getting there.]
Let her go! We're in the middle of something!
[Now that Girl has realized what's happen, she's more than anything, just really freakin' annoyed. Instead of getting out from under Lyric herself, now it looks like she needed someone from her class to come save her. God, that pisses her off. She really hopes nobody saw that.]
no subject
You're her classmate, aren't you? You think this is funny, too?
[ Her words drip with venom and hurt, the only thing she can do to substantially retaliate with the strong grip around her wrist. Her other hand closes around Severine's, fighting to pry it off. She doesn't even bother looking in Girl's direction, knowing she'll fly back into a rage if she does.
Instead, since she's being asked (ordered) to get out of the shed, but she's still connected to her, she yanks back on her own arm with all the force she can as she tries to get up, not seeming to be cautious of the other woman's claws or whether her arm might be hurt by the sudden, jerky movement. If she's going outside, she doesn't want to be led there like a pet. ]
no subject
Auch! [ her dislocated shoulder is still healing—still tender—and so she does let the woman go, fingers flying open all at once, and moves to stand between her and the Kin'un girl. ] Do you hear me laughing?