RL with Gale | Grab Bag Virus

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You'd think that as a Gundam Pilot - a person living life on the edge, with their life always at stake - Michael would be an extremely light sleeper. You know, wide awake at the slightest noise and ready to attack. And you'd be right.

For the most part.

If Michael doesn't sense any immediate danger, then you can pretty much count on him to be out of it.

Kinda like right now.

Being transported to someone else's room - into their bed - in the middle of the night didn't do much of anything to Michael, save cause him to be sprawled out on top of Gale rather than just his own bed. He'd even stolen all of the blankets here as well, the duvet wrapped half around him with the other half hanging off the bed, and was content to sleep merrily away until morning.

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"A couple of days."

Michael sighed and rolled his eyes, before crawling over to Gale's side of the bed. As fun as it would have been to watch Gale sit there and struggle, Michael actually wanted to see whether they could cut the chain or not. It had only just occurred to him what, exactly, Gale was. And Michael really didn't want to stick around for when Gale got hungry. Or horny.

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Gale got the handgun and moved to the metal headboard, draping the chain over it.

"Pull it taut and close your eyes."

His tone was very serious. He had thought of Vayu immediately, of course, which was why he was trying to get out of this as soon as he could. He didn't think it would be good for Michael to stay here for any length of time. Sooner or later Vayu would need to feed.

He placed the gun at the chain, averted his gaze, and prepared to squeeze the trigger.

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Michael rolled his eyes again, pulled the chain taut and looked away (although he still watched Gale out of the corner of his eye; he was standing there with a loaded weapon after all and Michael wasn't stupid). He had a bad feeling about this.

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The gun crashed, and the bullet bounced off the chain as if it were made of diamond, ricocheted and buried itself in the wall at the far side of the room.

Gale frowned even more deeply. "That was an armour piercing round," he said, examining the chain. It wasn't even nicked.

"This is not good. You will need to come with me, Michael." He turned to Michael, his grey eyes solemn. "Vayu will need to feed soon."

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Michael frowned too as he followed the bullets trajectory; he had a feeling something like that was going to happen.

He frowned even more after Gale spoke; he had a feeling that was going to happen too.

He rolled his eyes yet again (he figured during the course of the virus he would be doing that alot). "Yeah. Fine. Whatever. Let's go, man." Like he was going to argue anyway. Michael knew what would happen if Vayu got hungry, after all.

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Thankfully, Gale slept in his clothing. He stepped into his boots and glanced sidelong at Michael as he reached for his assault rifle to sling it over his shoulder. Michael was chained to his left hand, which was convenient for him, but it meant Michael's right hand was taken.

He proffered the pistol. "We will go into the wastes and find a rookie. Try to let me kill it. I will devour it quickly and then we will be able to return to the base. I'll also tell Serph that I will not be coming on any missions for the next few days."

He wasn't sure how he was going to explain that, but so long as the more volatile members of the Embryon didn't see Michael, he was pretty sure it would be all right.

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Fortunately, so did Michael. Unfortunately though, he didn't have his boots. Or his knives. Fuck.

He took the pistol with his left hand (he didn't really have much of a choice) and checked it, before letting it hang loosely from his grip. It was a good thing he was ambidextrous, otherwise the whole thing could go horribly wrong.

"If we're going out then you need to give me a pair of boots, man." he said, staring pointedly at his feet.

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Gale nodded, pleased to see that Michael seemed to know how to handle the gun and wasn't discomfited by using it with his left hand. Gale himself was also ambidextrous, for obvious reasons.

"I think my extra pair may fit you well enough," he said, moving towards his closet and opening it. The combat boots were handed to Michael.

"To activate the knife, step hard on the instep side of the heel," he added.

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Michael grinned at the pair of boots - they had knives in them - and sat down on the bed so he could put them on, pulling Gale down with him. The boots were a bit big, but nothing that would hinder him in a fight.

He stood up (once again pulling Gale along) and stepped down hard in the boots to check the knives.

"I like these.". he said, as he retracted the knives, ready to go.

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The reaction was heartening. It seemed that Michael knew how to use knives and weapons, and that was convenient. Gale wasn't sure what he'd have done if Michael had been a non-combatant.

Of course, Michael would be well-advised to stay out of the fighting in this case.

He let Michael drag him around, not resisting, then moved to lead Michael out of the room. "Normally I would not go out alone, but I think under the circumstances it is more prudent. We will not go far."

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Michael shrugged. Or at least attempted to. It wasn't easy to shrug whilst being led around by the wrist. "Fine by me." It wasn't like he really cared one way or another.

"So how exactly is this going to work? Have you ever fought chained up to someone?" He snorted. "I know I haven't."

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"I will manage," Gale said firmly, though he wasn't quite certain how. "If I use my mantras and long-range weapons effectively, there is no reason why you should have to enter the battle."

Hopefully he wouldn't have to dodge very much.

He led Michael into the elevator and up onto the ground level, where the rain continued to fall softly.

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"If you say so, man."

As soon as Michael stepped outside, his eyes glowed brighly and wildly as his quantum brainwaves kicked in. He still had no idea why that happened to him on this world, but now really wasn't the time for him to try and work it out.

He shook his head and turned his focus away from what his mind was trying to do and towards the upcoming fight.

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Gale didn't hesitate, though he noticed the way Michael seemed uncertain and disoriented when they came outside. He didn't understand why Michael's eyes did that, either, but it wasn't unexpected, and Gale had more to worry about.

He led Michael out of the gate, pausing to advise the guards of the reasons for his departure, and they walked out into the rocky wasteland of the Junkyard.

It didn't take long before there was a scrambling sound above them and a demon leaped down from a high rock in leaps and bounds. It was nude, a female's shape, with little black bat wings, and a curling tail with a spade-like shape at the tip. It landed and floated in mid air, giving a seductive giggle as its wings beat, its chin resting in its hand.

Gale didn't pause to watch. The moment the demon attacked, he transformed into Vayu.

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Michael stared.

Well. This was new. Michael could honestly say that a naked girl was the last thing he was expecting.

He was so concentrated on the naked-demon-girl thing, that he almost missed Gale's tranformation. He didn't miss her (its?) sudden attack though, and he brought his arm up and fired off a shot automatically in response, momentarily forgetting about letting Gale have this kill.

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Unfortunately - or fortunately - the demon shrugged off the bullet as if it were little more than a bee sting. Vayu made a gesture with its clawed hand and a blast of wind erupted, slamming into the demon's body.

The demon gave a scream and tumbled out of the air.

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No longer in any immediate danger, Michael was quick to remember what Gale had said. He didn't lower his gun - he was far too twitchy for that - but he didn't fire again, for once in his life letting someone else lead the fight.

"Is it done?" he asked, looking up at Vayu. "Can you eat it yet?"

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Vayu had almost darted forward to devour the creature before it could recover, but Michael's question brought it up short. Vayu turned its eyeless head towards Michael, its jaws parting in a hiss as it began to slaver with eager hunger.

"Eating now," it growled, and started forward on long legs, still possibly yanking Michael off of his feet as it moved towards its kill.

It sank to its knees and bent, tearing into the hot flesh without hesitation and gulping down huge gobbets of entrails with relish.

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Michael was yanked along behind as Vayu made its way over to the beast-demon-girl thing. He was pretty sure that if he hadn't have kept up, Vayu would have dragged him along behind it regardless. He scowled to himself, but he really wasn't in any position to pick a fight.

He almost tripped up when Vayu abruptly sank to the ground, but before he could bitch it out, it was...

Well.

Michael tilted his head as he watched Vayu devour the demon, not quite sure as to whether he found it fascinating or disgusting.

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Bones were crunched along with the rest of the meat, and soon there was nothing left but a stain of blood on the ground. The whole thing took only minutes.

Then Vayu ran its long tongue over its huge maw, licking up most of the blood, and transformed. Gale now knelt on the ground, and he got to his feet, wiping more traces of blood from his mouth with the back of his free hand.

"Are you unhurt?" he asked, turning calm grey eyes to Michael, as if he did this kind of thing every day - which he did.

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Whatever it was, it was really fucking interesting, to say the least.

"Of course," he said in answer to Gale's question, somewhat surprised that he even thought to ask. Maybe he just didn't want to drag a dead body around with him for however long the virus lasted.

"Are you full yet? Or do we need to find something else for you to snack on?" If Gale was going to be all blasé about it then Michael would follow suit; it wouldn't do for him to make a big deal out of it.

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Gale wasn't sure of Michael's capabilities, and didn't want him to get hurt. He might have been a man-eating demon, but he considered Michael to be an ally.

He licked the last traces of blood from the back of his hand automatically as he considered.

"Vayu is sated for now," he concluded. "It is too dangerous for us out here to take chances. We should return to the base."

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"Works for me." Michael was already walking back towards the Embryon base, pulling Gale along with him. He wasn't too pleased with the whole 'for now' aspect of the situation but he didn't really have much choice anyway.

Besides, being outside was doing funny things to his head. It wasn't even like he was in pain, although he almost wished he was, because then that could be something that he could block out. It was more like an incessant whispering - something he could only vaguely hear, but try as he might it was too quiet to make out properly.

Whatever it was, it was pissing him off.

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Gale followed without forcing Michael to drag him, walking quickly with his gun held in both hands and his eyes scanning their surroundings alertly.

He noted Michael's irritation and frowned, glancing at him at intervals as he attempted to figure out what was annoying him. Was he just irritated at being bound to Gale, or was there some other reason?

As the gate came back into view through the rain, he finally spoke. "Are you certain you are well, Michael? You seem...upset."

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"Huh?" Gale's voice snapped him out of his weird funk, and he turned multicoloured eyes on him, as though he's just realised that he was there. It took him a couple of seconds before he actually registered that Gale had asked him a question.

"Your world's really fucked up." he said by way of explanation, gesturing to his eyes.