Sage. Alone and Broken. The Hatred that Burns Deep.
"Mush!" shouted Sage cheerfully from her position behind Mikoto. It was apparent that she fully recovered from her previous fire spell.
"When we switch places then you can say that!" shouted Mikoto to her.
"We aren't switching places!" shouted Sage.
"Oh, why not!" shouted Mikoto.
Sage adopted her best puppy dog face and pouted out, "because I broke my foot."
"Don't sound so innocent, you slave driver!" shouted Mikoto.
"But I am innocent," Sage pouted.
"Come on! Be kind at least walk on your own! I'm getting tired!" shouted Mikoto.
"No, thanks," said Sage. She started digging into a bag she had with her.
"Please, I've been pulling you along ever since we left!" said Mikoto, starting to pant.
"Again, no," said Sage. She started quietly chewing on some food she dug out of bag.
"You got food, give me some!" shouted Mikoto, "come on share!"
"I will as soon as we get to room," said Sage, "this hallway is too gloomy for us to have a proper meal." She continued to munch on a rice ball contentedly.
"Then why are you still eating!"
The duo soon came upon a large room with a similar argument, still on the subject of food as well. The room was vacant and had three doorways including the one they came in from. Sage was just finishing up her meal when Mikoto stopped in the middle of the room, exhausted.
"I…think this…is a good…place to eat," said Mikoto huffing and puffing.
"Nah, I think the next one is nicer," said Sage.
"You can eat in the next room, I'm eating my meal now!" shouted Mikoto. He grabbed Sage's bag and started burrowing through it trying to find a decent meal.
"Hey, that's my bag, don't you know better then to steal a lady's bag?" said Sage reaching off of the trolley to grab Mikoto.
"Hah, bet you wish you could walk now!" shouted Mikoto running to the far corner of the room with the bag. He continued to conduct his search there.
"Stop it, Mikoto, I got my things in there! You shouldn't be looking in there for stuff! Its personal!" shouted Sage she put her foot down, but it stung like crazy the instant it touched the floor.
Mikoto chucked diary after deodorant after other unmentionables out of the bag paying them no mind. "Hah, ha rice ball!" he said with a victorious tone. He started to munch on it with a blissful look. Out of nowhere his stomach lurched. He threw up on the spot.
"Got ya!" shouted Sage, "now get me my bag and the things you threw out and give them to me!" She was red with either embarrassment or rage. It was hard to tell at this point.
Mikoto dug out a sandwich and started munching on that instead of listening to her he got up and started to walk around away from Sage's range and focus. He kept the bag on his shoulder however in case he wanted another snack.
"Mikoto, please!" shouted Sage, "I'm sorry, just get my things together and we can eat here! Just get them together and bring them to me!"
Mikoto smacked his lips confidently as he finished off what he believed to be a tuna sandwich. Mikoto bent down and started to gather up what he carelessly threw out onto the floor. He stopped for a second. That smell! He knew that smell! He dropped Sage's bag again and all of its contents spilled out across the floor.
"MIKOTO!" shouted Sage. She knew she couldn't do anything…now anyways, but when she got all better she would give Mikoto a piece of her mind! Along with a punch and a kick, probably even more.
Mikoto bolted out of the room at the nearest exit. Before the smell of the tuna sandwich had been blocking his excellent nose, but now that it was gone he knew what he smelled! He smelled Ridley!
Sage sat alone in the room without saying a thing. She was still in shock that Mikoto had left her, all alone, and injured! First chance she got, he was going to die! She looked over at her items carelessly splashed across the floor. She sighed. If it was Ridley that left her, it would just be a prank and he would come back in a few minutes…Zesiro and Hiro-Shu wouldn't have abandoned her in the first place. This was Mikoto, however, he wasn't going to come back. It was up to her to get her items back.
She put her hands onto the ground and managed to push herself a few inches towards the direction of her items. A couple more hundred of these and she'd be there. She started to rapidly push fast to get to the items. No real luck, still awhile away. She hung her head down in shame and defeat.
"Grrrr," was the first thing she heard as her head shot back up to attention. She scanned the room. She started to chuckle nervously. "Mikoto?" another growl was her response. "Zesiro?" a low pitched growl responded. "Hi…Hi…Hiro-Shu?" A louder growl echoed from the door. "Please let it be Ridley!" she said surprised that she actually wished to see the lunatic that left them. No growl. "Hah, Ridley just come out and show your self! And while you are at it, get me my stuff!" No response whatsoever. "Ridley. Ridley! Ridley?"
An insanely large wolf blasted from the doorway. Sage took another look at it and screamed one of the highest pitched screams anyone could ever hear. It wasn't a wolf! Or its body wasn't? The head was still that of a wolf, but you couldn't say the same for the rest of its body. It had a big hairy warthog body, long giraffe-like legs, and…an alligator's tail? It looked terrifying, funny, and gross at the same time. The animal bent down and started to eat Sage's many lost items, mainly her deodorant and her small stash of cosmetics. It completely ignored the food that Mikoto missed while scavenging through her bag.
"Whoa, whoooaaaooaaaooaaaaa!" said a tall skin man as he entered through the same doorway as the wolf-boar-giraffe-alligator thing. He wore a green zoot suit and a long green hat with feathers in it. His wavy blonde hair reached his shoulders. His hand was adorned in a thousand and one jewels. "Bertha, so here is where you went! I am amazed!"
"Hey, mister, do you mind calling your animal off? Its eating my deodorant," said Sage, thankful that a man who didn't seem dangerous had stopped into her room first.
"First off," he said staring straight at Sage, "my name is Roger. Second off, I'll get right on that." His gaze returned to the animal. "Stop pigging out! I said stop it!" The pig showed no response. "Is it really that good?" He bent down and picked up a piece of Sage's deodorant and licked it. "Its not half bad…"
"Never mind…I don't want my deodorant back," thought Sage quietly while tears were rolling down her face.
"Okay, Bertha," said Roger jumping up and mounting the pig-thing. "We got to go find the intruders!" He looked at Sage. "AH! When did you get here?"
"YOU ALREADY TALKED TO ME, ROGER!" shouted Sage. She was growing overly annoyed with the male species as a whole.
"ROGER! Who are you calling ROGER…my name is Pierre!" said the man striking a pose upon the pig. He smiled and looked confidently into the sky. He looked back down at Sage.
"YOU SAID YOUR NAME WAS ROGER!" Sage shouted, before regaining her composure. "Okay, fine, Pierre, I was…" Sage was rudely cut off by 'Pierre'.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," a few seconds passed, "whoa. My name is not Pierre its Jacques!"
"FINE!" shouted Sage, "I was in here before you were." She needed to redefine her idea of what the average human is like.
"Hey," shouted 'Jacques', "my name is not Yolanda, its Merrian!" He smiled confidently like Merrian was the best name a man could have in the entire world.
"WHO EVEN CALLED YOU THAT!" shouted Sage.
"You dare say that the almighty Arnando had lied!" said Merrian. "You will pay for your insolence!" He said as he pointed a finger at Sage… "Anyways, where we? Oh, yeah, so the duck said 'PUT IT ON MY BILL!'"
"I'm just gonna call you Roger, okay?" said Sage, ignoring the man's insanity and the punch line to a completely obvious joke.
"Of course you can call me Roger, it is my name you know!" said Arnando. "Anyways, I'm sorry but I'm going to have to kill you and take you to Karasu. You seem like such a nice boy, too."
A large tick appeared on Sage's head. That's it! This man is number one on her 'to-kill' list. Mikoto will just have to wait. Oh, and Marx will have to wait as well. "I am not a boy!"
"What who called you such a thing?" said Roger, "it is apparent that they would need glasses if they called you a 'boy'. It is clear that you are a female deer."
Sage was stuck wondering for a second about whether or not that was an insult and the proper way to respond to an insane person.
"Bertha, let's attack!" shouted Roger. Bertha, the pig-thing, charged towards Sage. Halfway to Sage it tripped and landed on its stomach. Roger jumped off of Bertha and towards Sage punching and screaming all the way. He landed a straight kick to Sage's head knocking her off of the platform.
"Hey!" shouted Sage. She rubbed her sore head. As if listening to this guy wasn't enough to give her a headache.
Roger was down on his hands and knees crying, "oh, Bertha, I am so ashamed. I was uselessly sitting her reading a book while you were out there fighting and dying against the evil lord of grasshoppers himself. I will remember you, always!" Bertha simply let out a sigh and went to sleep. Roger stood up, he glared at Sage. "YOU! You will pay for this, I am going to get serious!"
Roger launched a series of complex kicks at Sage. Each one plowed into the concrete creating a small crater. Sage backed away imagining the force that those kicks could do to her.
"I am one of the strongest warriors underneath the rule of Karasu," said Roger, "my kicks have the destructive forces of piano!"
"Piano?" asked Sage, slightly off put by Roger's choice. Dynamite would've sounded more intimidating.
"Have you ever had a piano dropped on you? I have and trust me, it hurts," said Roger.
"Yeah, I have a bad feeling it was dropped on your head," said Sage.
"How rude!" said Roger puffing his cheeks out. "For that you will have to face my special nutty sauce attack! The Open Air Combo! One Thousand Kicks!" Sage braced herself against the ground ready for the attack. Roger's body went limp, his arms hung uselessly at his sides. He started running towards Sage his arms still hanging. He jumped into the air inches in front of Sage.
He then drove his foot towards her from his position in the air at her. Each kick slammed into her body and nearly lifted Sage from her spot on the floor. Roger then landed and ran back over to Bertha.
"That wasn't even one hundred kicks," said Sage, trying to sound tough despite the fact that she hadn't been able to land one blow.
"Bertha, let's hit her with our ultimate attack!" shouted Roger, the animal snorted and stood up. Roger jumped on top of the pig and was standing on its spine. Bertha took off from her position at high speeds towards Sage. "One Ton Full Body Rush!" shouted Roger. Bertha rammed into Sage sending her flying into the air. Roger jumped off of Bertha. "Midair Death Kick!" He spun around and landed a direct kick into Sage's gut. Sage was knocked onto the ground. She screamed in pain. If more then just her foot is broken by the end of today, she'd consider herself the luckiest girl alive.
Sage struggled to put herself onto one knee. Her body ached now, not even just her foot. She couldn't avoid another blow, much less two. She put her hands in front of her and readied herself to fight. She rapidly increased the pressure. Time to cause some serious signs of vertigo.
Roger wobbled right off the bat. The Osu-Osu powers were doing their job and doing it quickly. Roger spread his arms and Bertha lifted him up unto her back. She snorted at Sage. Roger smiled and said "Bertha, once more. ONE TON FULL BODY RUSH!" Bertha took off charging at Sage.
Emergency Intervention! Kira Steps in…Along with the Navy!
First off a disclaimer: We of CSpacian's brain do not approve of any of the following actions-Eating deodorant, riding a wolf-boar-giraffe-alligator thing, changing your name without a reason, beating a person with a broken foot up, or leaving some one with a broken foot alone. Yeah, everybody expected Mikoto to leave Sage. But it is for a good reason, he smells Ridley! Anyways, I hope everyone is rooting for Sage to live! YOU BETTER BE!