[ Morgan watches the Battle of the Store commence from a (hopefully) safe distance, knowing full well that any groups going in would be facing almost certain death. The action has been intense from its first engagement, and he's said little to Tsuna beside him aside from the occasional ooh or ahh at particularly daring moves or particularly painful incidents.
Eventually, after the infiltration groups have all made their way in and the Pyramid Head diversion groups have backed off, Morgan spots a familiar form (and brighty bright color) lying still and huddled on the floor. He nudges Tsuna and points. ]
--ROSE?! [Interrupting Morgan aaaaaand dashing ahead before he can even finish his question.
Tsuna hadn't signed up because he's kinda sorta promised Yuni to stay safe and not sacrifice himself and all that good stuff -- plus there's also the possibility of her signing up too if he did, so staying put was best. Even so, he's learned to keenly keep an eye on these things because while he denies his inheritance, a part of him accepts the very real reality that they're (that is, him and his friends) are already on a collision course toward mafiahood and it's too late to stop now. Tsuna has to protect his family, and here that means... that means Rose and the others living with him.
But Rose is --
Tsuna runs as fast as he can to her, calling back a jumble of things to Morgan.]
Hurry, Morgan, we need to get her out of there!! She's -- she can't be dead, right?! She's not moving -- Rose!!
There is no one around to tell either of her best boys how or why she made it out of the store and came to be out like a light on the ground. Perhaps they just missed someone; Rose stands out like a traffic cone, though, so it is unlikely.
To all appearances she is "sleeping," breathing all slowly and without sign of serious injury.]
[ The lack of blood is encouraging even if the whole unconsciousness thing is not. Morgan follows Tsuna's lead somewhat more calmly, but just as quickly. Most of all, he keeps an eye out for Pyramid Head, whose company he has had the displeasure of keeping in the past. As Tsuna reaches her first, Morgan leaves her to him and stays standing and watchful, just in case. ]
She's still breathing... And it -- [His eyes dart up and down her body, clinically looking her over for any injuries. And it should be easy with red on gold, but there's nothing. Any other occasion and he'd feel relief, but all he feels now is a sense of uneasiness. Why is she unconscious if she's not injured...?
While Morgan's standing watch for Something Probably Terrible, Tsuna mutters a quick apology and proceeds to feel her head for bumps. Maybe she was knocked out by a blow to the head...]
It looks like she's not hurt. She looks like she's just sleeping, but that's too... too weird.
Huh? Ah, you mean tranquilizers? They have them? Maybe we can steal one next time...
[He can't believe he's already thinking about doing it as he scoops Rose up into his arms (Light as a feather, haha, get it), but that's what mafia conditioning does to you.
He shifts her once to get a better hold, and then starts off in a brisk walk, a compromise between the desire to run -- to get her back home ASAP -- and his reluctance to jostle her too much.]
[Rose would be incensed at such treatment, this carrying-about like some rescued damsel (by Tsuna, of all people), except she is still unconscious and even Rose Lalonde's incendiary tendency can't fight its way out of that every time.
It can cause her to stir, though. Maybe it wants to startle Tsuna and Morgan more than it wants Rose coherent again.]
[ Hey, Tsuna's stronger than expected. Morgan walks alongside him, glancing every so often back at the convenience store. And he'll looks at Rose when she stirs, but when it doesn't seem like she's actually regaining consciousness, he wonders if she's having a nightmare. ]
Shirtless Triangle Guy is a guy with a big pyramid helmet and a giant sword. [ Also, shirtless. ] He used to roam freely, but now he just seems to guard that store. Toughest guy I've ever fought. You should avoid him at all costs!
[By Shounen Jump rules, fear for the safety of his friends make him (physically) stronger.
Faltering in his steps, Tsuna glances down at Rose. He's glad for any sign of life from her -- because breathing, slow breathing makes for iffy proof of vitality sometimes -- but he'd rather she wake up in her own bed than in his arms, so he quickens his pace a tad.]
He has a sword and a tranquilizer gun?! [Isn't that cheating?!] Haaaa... I definitely don't plan on running into him any time soon. So, wait, he was tough, but you won, right...?
Oh, definitively. I threw my strongest magic at him, but it only ticked him off. Snapped my neck, then went on to break my friend's arms until she died.
[ Memories. ]
Anyway, he doesn't have one of those guns! But Yao does give them out to their employees.
They are unlikely to notice unless they look at her, but her eyes are open a bit less than halfway, too hidden to determine whether she is aware, but too well directed at the only person she can see well - Morgan - not to be.
She makes a noise, too, something low and terse like a cough that doesn't expel enough air.]
[ DON'T TRIP WITH THE ROSE IN YOUR ARMS. Morgan hurriedly attempts a half-rescue by grabbing at the back of Tsuna's clothes, but it's very probably too little too late. ]
[The world does a big tilt and Rose's body tenses against a very likely fall.
If she were in the position to talk, or even roll her eyes and sigh with adverbs, she might narrate the inevitability of something like this for them. Whether or not Tsuna succeeds in dropping her and perhaps landing atop her in a flail, Rose's eyes are closed again...for now.]
Tsuna grabs onto that deathperate (haha... hahahaha...) thought and forces himself to enter Hyper Dying Will mode, using the flames in his arms, weak as they are without his gloves but good enough, to push him back with the help of Morgan's pull.]
RYAAAAAAAAAAAH!
[If Rose wasn't awake before now, that's probably changed. So much for not yelling. At least she's now cushioned on a pile of Tsuna and probably Morgan. Ow.]
Morgan's thrown enough large rocks at Tsuna to recognize it by now. The excitement is instant!! But there is no time to celebrate. He attempts to catch Tsuna and Rose as they come swinging back up, but even if they are smaller, their combined might topples Morgan easily and he is crushed by their plenty pounds. ]
All the jarring and shouting and fire (fire?) are more than enough to shake Rose from her not-so-complacent sleep; as she rests briefly atop the pile, neither of them will see the shadow retreat from her face, and most of it clear from suddenly-wide eyes.
She doesn't have the physical control necessary to roll from their little pile yet, but she does it, all the same, bringing to pass what Tsuna went to all that trouble to avoid: Rose Lalonde, back on the ground. This time she's holding herself half-up on one arm, the other trying to grab a wand while she glares at them.]
[He quickly sits up intent on helping her, but just as quickly falls back onto himself (and Morgan, sorry) from the aftereffects of his Hyper Dying Will mode. Ow ow ow, god, his body hurts like hell.]
[Today might be Morgan and Tsuna's lucky day, on top of Rose's usual. All the...flailing and buffoonery work together to overwrite her new and deep-rooted belief that they are apparitions sent to betray and then kill her. She feels the last of some bubbling darkness withdraw, both Tsuna and Morgan - on the ground, mind - coming into sharper focus.
action; June 22 (convenience store raid)
Eventually, after the infiltration groups have all made their way in and the Pyramid Head diversion groups have backed off, Morgan spots a familiar form (and brighty bright color) lying still and huddled on the floor. He nudges Tsuna and points. ]
Hey, doesn't that look like...?
ye ye let's do disu shitto
Tsuna hadn't signed up because he's kinda sorta promised Yuni to stay safe and not sacrifice himself and all that good stuff -- plus there's also the possibility of her signing up too if he did, so staying put was best. Even so, he's learned to keenly keep an eye on these things because while he denies his inheritance, a part of him accepts the very real reality that they're (that is, him and his friends) are already on a collision course toward mafiahood and it's too late to stop now. Tsuna has to protect his family, and here that means... that means Rose and the others living with him.
But Rose is --
Tsuna runs as fast as he can to her, calling back a jumble of things to Morgan.]
Hurry, Morgan, we need to get her out of there!! She's -- she can't be dead, right?! She's not moving -- Rose!!
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There is no one around to tell either of her best boys how or why she made it out of the store and came to be out like a light on the ground. Perhaps they just missed someone; Rose stands out like a traffic cone, though, so it is unlikely.
To all appearances she is "sleeping," breathing all slowly and without sign of serious injury.]
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How is she?
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While Morgan's standing watch for Something Probably Terrible, Tsuna mutters a quick apology and proceeds to feel her head for bumps. Maybe she was knocked out by a blow to the head...]
It looks like she's not hurt. She looks like she's just sleeping, but that's too... too weird.
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She might have fainted or gotten hit by one of those sleep guns...
[ aka tranquilizer guns, he'll tell you all about them (except for their actual names) ]
Anyway, let's figure it out later! We should take her back to the house before Shirtless Triangle Guy comes around. Can you carry her?
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Huh? Ah, you mean tranquilizers? They have them? Maybe we can steal one next time...
[He can't believe he's already thinking about doing it as he scoops Rose up into his arms (Light as a feather, haha, get it), but that's what mafia conditioning does to you.
He shifts her once to get a better hold, and then starts off in a brisk walk, a compromise between the desire to run -- to get her back home ASAP -- and his reluctance to jostle her too much.]
... Who's Shirtless Triangle Guy?
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It can cause her to stir, though. Maybe it wants to startle Tsuna and Morgan more than it wants Rose coherent again.]
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Shirtless Triangle Guy is a guy with a big pyramid helmet and a giant sword. [ Also, shirtless. ] He used to roam freely, but now he just seems to guard that store. Toughest guy I've ever fought. You should avoid him at all costs!
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Faltering in his steps, Tsuna glances down at Rose. He's glad for any sign of life from her -- because breathing, slow breathing makes for iffy proof of vitality sometimes -- but he'd rather she wake up in her own bed than in his arms, so he quickens his pace a tad.]
He has a sword and a tranquilizer gun?! [Isn't that cheating?!] Haaaa... I definitely don't plan on running into him any time soon. So, wait, he was tough, but you won, right...?
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No.
He broke my neck.
[ He points at the faint scar there. Good old number one. ]
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Oh.
[And he has to ask since you can't just assume this stuff here:]
... Did you die?
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[ Memories. ]
Anyway, he doesn't have one of those guns! But Yao does give them out to their employees.
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[Translation: WHAAAAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
Horrible...
[Well, he's glad Pyramid Head broke Morgan's head and not Rose's. Wait, that came out wrong.
Actually.]
... Morgan, how many times have you died...?
['Cause ya know he's so nonchalant about this.]
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[ counting ]
Three! Which averages to about one death per two months. I'm due for another one soon, so I should watch my step.
[ Consistency is helpful sometimes. ]
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They are unlikely to notice unless they look at her, but her eyes are open a bit less than halfway, too hidden to determine whether she is aware, but too well directed at the only person she can see well - Morgan - not to be.
She makes a noise, too, something low and terse like a cough that doesn't expel enough air.]
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Then he's too busy tripping.]
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If she were in the position to talk, or even roll her eyes and sigh with adverbs, she might narrate the inevitability of something like this for them. Whether or not Tsuna succeeds in dropping her and perhaps landing atop her in a flail, Rose's eyes are closed again...for now.]
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GOTTA PREVENT THIS WITH HIS DYING WILL
Tsuna grabs onto that deathperate (haha... hahahaha...) thought and forces himself to enter Hyper Dying Will mode, using the flames in his arms, weak as they are without his gloves but good enough, to push him back with the help of Morgan's pull.]
RYAAAAAAAAAAAH!
[If Rose wasn't awake before now, that's probably changed. So much for not yelling. At least she's now cushioned on a pile of Tsuna and probably Morgan. Ow.]
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Morgan's thrown enough large rocks at Tsuna to recognize it by now. The excitement is instant!! But there is no time to celebrate. He attempts to catch Tsuna and Rose as they come swinging back up, but even if they are smaller, their combined might topples Morgan easily and he is crushed by their plenty pounds. ]
Oof--!!
[ goodbye ribs ]
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All the jarring and shouting and fire (fire?) are more than enough to shake Rose from her not-so-complacent sleep; as she rests briefly atop the pile, neither of them will see the shadow retreat from her face, and most of it clear from suddenly-wide eyes.
She doesn't have the physical control necessary to roll from their little pile yet, but she does it, all the same, bringing to pass what Tsuna went to all that trouble to avoid: Rose Lalonde, back on the ground. This time she's holding herself half-up on one arm, the other trying to grab a wand while she glares at them.]
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[He quickly sits up intent on helping her, but just as quickly falls back onto himself (and Morgan, sorry) from the aftereffects of his Hyper Dying Will mode. Ow ow ow, god, his body hurts like hell.]
A-augh...
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[ The sound of a life being mercilessly snuffed out. Morgan wants to be grateful that Rose is awake, really he does. He'll even give it a try: ]
R-Ro...
[ But that was all he had, now let him remember how to breathe. ]
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What in every hell are they doing?]
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there was no non-terrible way to make this joke
mmmmhm
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