Post by Kenin Katashi on Oct 25, 2010 20:25:43 GMT -8
(OOC: I helped a stranger, but mine ended up dying despite my help =/ anyway, give or take 1839 words. I'm taking the exp as a reward.)
It hadn't been too awful long before Kenin was able to ditch his wheelchair. He was still reluctant to use the candy he had recieved to heal his wounds, he didn't think it would work and part of him was curious as to whether or not it had any nasty side effects that would bite him in the ass for attempting to take the easy road. He didn't mind the pain, he didn't mind the wait, what he did mind was the fact that he was terribly bored and was getting no sleep because of his condition. He was up ALL the time. If anything he may have slept once or twice a week for a few hours if that. It was starting to have a noticeable effect on his mind. Honestly, he thought he was starting to lose it even more than normal.
As he got out of bed, despite the fact that he hadn't slept a wink, he reached into his medbox and grabbed a fresh roll of bandages and got to work on his calves and thighs. Once they had been bandaged where they still had marks and wounds, he pulled on a pair of jeans, the pair almost a tent to your normal person, even Shaq could wear these and feel comfortable. Well, the legs might be a little tight but the length would be more than enough. Sucked that he had to get everything special ordered though. The world wasn't built for guys like him.
After getting his lower half done he grabbed yet another roll of bandages and got to work on his abdomen and left arm. His right arm had healed up well enough on it's own, and while the surface was rather smooth and unharmed aside from a few scars, it had awhile to go before it would regain the same muscle strength that it once had. He gripped his fist tightly to try and test how well he could jab, but it seemed he couldn't even do that properly. It was frustrating, to be so close to healing the surface but so far from healing the muscle tissue.
A noise sounded throughout his apartment, causing him to jump out of his bed completely. He suddenly realized it was his doorbell which he had never heard even once in his history of staying here. He walked toward the door as the bell rang several times. He opened it to see a woman who was dressed in clothes that had been ripped and torn, her hair was a mess. Honestly it looked like she was having a little bit of fun out in the grass or something, aside from the look in her face and the fact that she practically charged him to get inside of his apartment, shutting and locking his door as soon as she got inside.
"The fuck are you doing?" He said, a bit startled as to her temperment.
"They're coming for me... I... I owe them money and they... those BASTARDS, they tried to force me...." She said, slamming the door. As she did a gunshot rang out in the hallway, and a hole appeared in his door. The two of them looked at the hole, and as Kenin stared through it, he saw his building super dead on the floor as a few men started making their way door to door. It appeared they didn't know she had come into this place.
"Quick," He said, "Get into my room, my window goes to the fire escape. Go now, I'll be there in a second."
"What are you going to do?" She asked him as he walked over to a second room, a room where he kept his most prized posession, a thing he would never leave without. He spent years maintaining it, training himself and it to work perfectly. A weapon of sorts, and the thing he treasured most....
"Jake!" He called as he opened the door, the husky looked up at him in boredom as he gave Jake his serious face. "Damnit Jake, now is NOT the time. Seriously, get the fuck over here!" He said as the dog rolled over, "No not roll over!" The dog rolled over yet again, "Fuck..... COME!"
He turned and ran, the dog following him this time. The girl seemed to get the idea as his door was kicked once. He made it into his room with the girl and Jake following close behind. He opened the window and whistled, giving Jake the command to switch from follow to lead. He had trained him to always stay close unless told otherwise and he either followed or led. He had a few other commands but they were all in german.
"Why does your dog have his own room?" The lady said as she went through his window and started making her way down the fire escape, following the dog that took a break in it's run to let Kenin catch up to them.
"Same reason his name is Jake, keeping him in an apartment is violating the rental agreement of dog size. Calling Jake and him having his own room is a lot less conspicuous when I'm lying and saying I don't own a dog. It's easier to say I have a lazy stoner room mate, just forget about it and run."
They made their way down when suddenly a man seemed to have caught on to them, he made his way through the window to the fire escape and reaching his arm out over the ledge he tried to fire a few shots, one of them managing to hit Jake, only just nicking him in his right shoulder. The dog winced and let out a cry as Kenin pushed past the girl and scooped Jake up. "Damnit, come on!" He said as he began taking off down the alleyway. A few shots rang out but nothing seemed to hit as him and the girl ran into the street.
"Where do we go?" The girl asked as they crossed into traffic, not caring if they might get it at this point. "I mean, they know where I live and they know where you live!"
"The first chance I get lady, I'm selling your ass out to them unless you plan to make it up to me," He said as he stepped in front of a car, he stuck his foot out as the driver slammed on his breaks, coming to a stop a bit short of Kenin's foot, ruining his hollywood opportunity of having his foot perfectly placed. Oh well what can you do? The driver put the car in park and got out, yelling and cussing away like some kind of New York driver.
"Jake..... SIC EM BOY!" He said as he dropped him, "Sprech!" He said as Jake began to bark menacingly, the guy ran away at the sound of it and Kenin said, "Auto!" And the dog ran into the car, getting into the passenger seat. He ran into the driver seat as the girl tried to get in on the passenger side, Jake growled at the girl through the window and she quickly got into the back.
"Nice dog, what is he cujo or something?" She asked and as he put the car into drive police lights began to go off behind him. He cussed out loud wondering why in the hell he hadn't seen the cop in the distance to being with. "Run, DRIVE!"
"What are you talking about it's the---"
"The cops are the ones who are trying to kill me! Well, dirty cops anyway, I owe money to someone big... someone big from Reno, I ran and ended up here. How was I supposed to know he was so connected?" She asked as he sighed and took off pedal to the medal. The tires screeched as he peeled out and headed up an alleyway, turning off of the main road and instead risking damage to the vehicle that he didn't care about.
"Buckle up," He said and the dog turned and grabbed the seat belt with his mouth, pulling it forward.
"You're shitting me it knows how to put on a seatbelt?"
"Not quite," Ken said reaching over and grabbing it, "Just knows how to get something within my reach."
Shots rang out and Kenin ducked as much as he could, he was completely crowded in the small vehicle, or at least small for him. Honestly this world wasn't built for someone his height, it sucked horribly. Honestly he wasn't sure how he was going to manage to get a license or a vehicle someday. He'd be doing public transit and bumming rides or biking it for the rest of his life for sure. The girl on the other hand had it easy, laying down in the back seat. Meanwhile, Jake managed to find the button that rolled down his window even with the seatbelt loosely around part of his body as he stuck his head a bit out of the window without a care in the world.
"Alright... this is going to be very dangerous," He said as he spotted a house and started heading straight toward it.
"No way....." The girl said as she screamed, he busted through the house hard, breaking through several of the walls before coming out on the other side. From what he could tell he didn't hurt anyone, but when he came to the backyard he saw plenty of people who began to run. He pressed on the gas harder as people got out of the way and ended up going through a fence and a sideyard before getting into street again, only to be sideswiped by another vehicle.
It was almost slow motion, the sound of bending and tearing metal. The screams from the girl, the sight of his dog getting out of his seatbelt and out of the window to safety and leaving his master to a possibly greusome and hopefully quickful death. Kenin however somehow failed to do his own seatbelt and he was thrown to the side, strangely enough out of the window his dog had opened. He rolled to safety, getting away from the crash that had slowed before it ever reached how far he flew.
He looked over and saw the woman in the back, or at least what was left of her. He thought she was a goner in the accident but he saw her hand move, "Huh she liv---"
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
The cars exploded, sending Kenin back in the blast and managing to knock him out a bit. He came to a moment or two later to his dog licking his face. He sat up and thought to himself that he hadn't even gotten the ladies name. "Fuck it, Jake, let's go home." He said only to see his dog rolling over. ".... Fuck you too, Jake. Fuck you too."
It hadn't been too awful long before Kenin was able to ditch his wheelchair. He was still reluctant to use the candy he had recieved to heal his wounds, he didn't think it would work and part of him was curious as to whether or not it had any nasty side effects that would bite him in the ass for attempting to take the easy road. He didn't mind the pain, he didn't mind the wait, what he did mind was the fact that he was terribly bored and was getting no sleep because of his condition. He was up ALL the time. If anything he may have slept once or twice a week for a few hours if that. It was starting to have a noticeable effect on his mind. Honestly, he thought he was starting to lose it even more than normal.
As he got out of bed, despite the fact that he hadn't slept a wink, he reached into his medbox and grabbed a fresh roll of bandages and got to work on his calves and thighs. Once they had been bandaged where they still had marks and wounds, he pulled on a pair of jeans, the pair almost a tent to your normal person, even Shaq could wear these and feel comfortable. Well, the legs might be a little tight but the length would be more than enough. Sucked that he had to get everything special ordered though. The world wasn't built for guys like him.
After getting his lower half done he grabbed yet another roll of bandages and got to work on his abdomen and left arm. His right arm had healed up well enough on it's own, and while the surface was rather smooth and unharmed aside from a few scars, it had awhile to go before it would regain the same muscle strength that it once had. He gripped his fist tightly to try and test how well he could jab, but it seemed he couldn't even do that properly. It was frustrating, to be so close to healing the surface but so far from healing the muscle tissue.
A noise sounded throughout his apartment, causing him to jump out of his bed completely. He suddenly realized it was his doorbell which he had never heard even once in his history of staying here. He walked toward the door as the bell rang several times. He opened it to see a woman who was dressed in clothes that had been ripped and torn, her hair was a mess. Honestly it looked like she was having a little bit of fun out in the grass or something, aside from the look in her face and the fact that she practically charged him to get inside of his apartment, shutting and locking his door as soon as she got inside.
"The fuck are you doing?" He said, a bit startled as to her temperment.
"They're coming for me... I... I owe them money and they... those BASTARDS, they tried to force me...." She said, slamming the door. As she did a gunshot rang out in the hallway, and a hole appeared in his door. The two of them looked at the hole, and as Kenin stared through it, he saw his building super dead on the floor as a few men started making their way door to door. It appeared they didn't know she had come into this place.
"Quick," He said, "Get into my room, my window goes to the fire escape. Go now, I'll be there in a second."
"What are you going to do?" She asked him as he walked over to a second room, a room where he kept his most prized posession, a thing he would never leave without. He spent years maintaining it, training himself and it to work perfectly. A weapon of sorts, and the thing he treasured most....
"Jake!" He called as he opened the door, the husky looked up at him in boredom as he gave Jake his serious face. "Damnit Jake, now is NOT the time. Seriously, get the fuck over here!" He said as the dog rolled over, "No not roll over!" The dog rolled over yet again, "Fuck..... COME!"
He turned and ran, the dog following him this time. The girl seemed to get the idea as his door was kicked once. He made it into his room with the girl and Jake following close behind. He opened the window and whistled, giving Jake the command to switch from follow to lead. He had trained him to always stay close unless told otherwise and he either followed or led. He had a few other commands but they were all in german.
"Why does your dog have his own room?" The lady said as she went through his window and started making her way down the fire escape, following the dog that took a break in it's run to let Kenin catch up to them.
"Same reason his name is Jake, keeping him in an apartment is violating the rental agreement of dog size. Calling Jake and him having his own room is a lot less conspicuous when I'm lying and saying I don't own a dog. It's easier to say I have a lazy stoner room mate, just forget about it and run."
They made their way down when suddenly a man seemed to have caught on to them, he made his way through the window to the fire escape and reaching his arm out over the ledge he tried to fire a few shots, one of them managing to hit Jake, only just nicking him in his right shoulder. The dog winced and let out a cry as Kenin pushed past the girl and scooped Jake up. "Damnit, come on!" He said as he began taking off down the alleyway. A few shots rang out but nothing seemed to hit as him and the girl ran into the street.
"Where do we go?" The girl asked as they crossed into traffic, not caring if they might get it at this point. "I mean, they know where I live and they know where you live!"
"The first chance I get lady, I'm selling your ass out to them unless you plan to make it up to me," He said as he stepped in front of a car, he stuck his foot out as the driver slammed on his breaks, coming to a stop a bit short of Kenin's foot, ruining his hollywood opportunity of having his foot perfectly placed. Oh well what can you do? The driver put the car in park and got out, yelling and cussing away like some kind of New York driver.
"Jake..... SIC EM BOY!" He said as he dropped him, "Sprech!" He said as Jake began to bark menacingly, the guy ran away at the sound of it and Kenin said, "Auto!" And the dog ran into the car, getting into the passenger seat. He ran into the driver seat as the girl tried to get in on the passenger side, Jake growled at the girl through the window and she quickly got into the back.
"Nice dog, what is he cujo or something?" She asked and as he put the car into drive police lights began to go off behind him. He cussed out loud wondering why in the hell he hadn't seen the cop in the distance to being with. "Run, DRIVE!"
"What are you talking about it's the---"
"The cops are the ones who are trying to kill me! Well, dirty cops anyway, I owe money to someone big... someone big from Reno, I ran and ended up here. How was I supposed to know he was so connected?" She asked as he sighed and took off pedal to the medal. The tires screeched as he peeled out and headed up an alleyway, turning off of the main road and instead risking damage to the vehicle that he didn't care about.
"Buckle up," He said and the dog turned and grabbed the seat belt with his mouth, pulling it forward.
"You're shitting me it knows how to put on a seatbelt?"
"Not quite," Ken said reaching over and grabbing it, "Just knows how to get something within my reach."
Shots rang out and Kenin ducked as much as he could, he was completely crowded in the small vehicle, or at least small for him. Honestly this world wasn't built for someone his height, it sucked horribly. Honestly he wasn't sure how he was going to manage to get a license or a vehicle someday. He'd be doing public transit and bumming rides or biking it for the rest of his life for sure. The girl on the other hand had it easy, laying down in the back seat. Meanwhile, Jake managed to find the button that rolled down his window even with the seatbelt loosely around part of his body as he stuck his head a bit out of the window without a care in the world.
"Alright... this is going to be very dangerous," He said as he spotted a house and started heading straight toward it.
"No way....." The girl said as she screamed, he busted through the house hard, breaking through several of the walls before coming out on the other side. From what he could tell he didn't hurt anyone, but when he came to the backyard he saw plenty of people who began to run. He pressed on the gas harder as people got out of the way and ended up going through a fence and a sideyard before getting into street again, only to be sideswiped by another vehicle.
It was almost slow motion, the sound of bending and tearing metal. The screams from the girl, the sight of his dog getting out of his seatbelt and out of the window to safety and leaving his master to a possibly greusome and hopefully quickful death. Kenin however somehow failed to do his own seatbelt and he was thrown to the side, strangely enough out of the window his dog had opened. He rolled to safety, getting away from the crash that had slowed before it ever reached how far he flew.
He looked over and saw the woman in the back, or at least what was left of her. He thought she was a goner in the accident but he saw her hand move, "Huh she liv---"
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
The cars exploded, sending Kenin back in the blast and managing to knock him out a bit. He came to a moment or two later to his dog licking his face. He sat up and thought to himself that he hadn't even gotten the ladies name. "Fuck it, Jake, let's go home." He said only to see his dog rolling over. ".... Fuck you too, Jake. Fuck you too."
