9th Morph [Action/Video]

[kungfublackfrog]

*Action to roommates and Dissimulo*

[It was late and he knew it. What the time was exactly, not many knew. He sits up in bed,  unable to shut off his mind and sleep like most of the household. Even though some of the items in the room belonged to him, it didn’t feel right. If it were him, Adam would’ve left the house and try to search for his friends but only stayed just to make sure Heiji didn’t worry about him.It felt like something was closing in on him, an itch that was hard not to scratch.

That flash of memory was nagging at him, just waiting for him to discover it. However, it seemed that no one else shared that notion and told him to go back and rest. Adam was done resting, he had already slept for a week (at least according to his housemates) and didn’t feel like doing it now. He looked over at the nightstand and reached over for his weapon, hoping to get some kind of flash or an eureka moment from it.]

…no such luck.

[He sighs and sets the hatchet aside. His memories weren’t going to start coming back to him quickly and randomly; if he wanted them back so badly, he needed to find a way to trigger them. Just like when Heiji gave him his hat to look at, he remembered his voice calling out for someone.

He just had to know.

Adam quietly got out of bed and slowly crept out of the room, keeping an eye on for anyone who was up and could very well catch him and try to stop him. He quietly went downstairs and looked around the living room. What was he doing that night in the subway?

‘Heiji!? What the hell is going on?! Where are you?!’


His voice rang out in his mind again, sounding terrified. Like second nature, he rubbed his forehead in irritation. He just needed to know…where was he? Was he here in the house? Outside?


‘Keep speaking! I'll be there in no time flat!’


The ranger looks to the door and quickly leaves the confines of the house, searching for his next clue. Sprinting off from the steps, he runs with no particular destination in mind expect for the one leading him on. His mind was swimming as he kept hearing his own voice. Adam was on auto-pilot as he just kept running, forgetting the communicator could record at any time...]



*Video*

[The communicator is on the ground forgotten and the owner did not know it turned on. It was recording in video but for the moment, only sounds can be heard at the moment and they don’t sound pretty.]

GET AWAY FROM HIM!

[There’s the sound of something hitting concrete and panting. By the echoing part, one can tell he‘s in the subway.]

Hurt him…and I kill you!

[More grunting and hitting…something.]

Is that how you greet someone trying to save you? Be lucky it's me and not Seifer or anyone else!

[This goes on for another ten minutes before the screen finally shows something: Adam collapsing against the wall and breathing heavily, clutching his head in pain.]


Please...don't...

[Then the feed cuts out.]

Comments

[westdetective.livejournal.com]

Adam. What're ya doin' down here? It ain't safe?

[Tch. Blood still stained the surfaces of this place.]

[kungfublackfrog.livejournal.com]

I had to know. My mind's swimming right now and I can't turn it off.

[His tone was quiet, still holding that terror from earlier in it.]

[westdetective.livejournal.com]

It's a risk ta yer health if yer not careful about it.

[kungfublackfrog.livejournal.com]

And keeping me inside will help? And I feel fine.

[If you tie him up for this, he will give you hell after this is over.]

[westdetective.livejournal.com]

[He needed to make smarter friends.]

I mean if ya expose yerself ta too much at once.

[kungfublackfrog.livejournal.com]

[I resent that. And he is smart...just not common sense wise as a teenager.]

Too late for that. I had to come...it wouldn't leave me alone.

[westdetective.livejournal.com]

[Comment still stands.]

What else have ya remembered?

[kungfublackfrog.livejournal.com]

[You would do the same thing too, Derpy.]

Nothing else...this is the only one so far.

[westdetective.livejournal.com]

Ya realize there's a chance not all yer memories will come back, right?

[kungfublackfrog.livejournal.com]

No offense but that's something you should never tell an amnesiac or they would freak out.

[westdetective.livejournal.com]

It's common knowledge.

[Plus Heiji is a little insensitive.]

[kungfublackfrog.livejournal.com]

Bite me, I'm an idealist.

[He was half joking. At least he thinks he is...right?]

[westdetective.livejournal.com]

Fine!

[Be that way!]

[kungfublackfrog.livejournal.com]

[Don't tell me he's actually going to do it!]

...do you usually have the habit of being a downer? Sometimes,[He stands up and dusts off his pants and looks toward the exit.]you just have to have faith. It'll all come back.

[He blinks...did he say that once before?]

[westdetective.livejournal.com]

[He wasn't idealist like you, Adam. He was a realist.]

So are ya gonna stand around? It ain't safe here.

[kungfublackfrog.livejournal.com]

Of course not. I rather not stay too long in a place like this.

[Like he'll admit to the teen that it's still scaring him to remember where the blood stains came from. And so he starts heading topside.]

[westdetective.livejournal.com]

[Heiji followed. It could have been worse. It could have repeated~]

[kungfublackfrog.livejournal.com]

[Thankfully not. Just what we need, more craziness.]