Asuka Langley Soryu (惣流・アスカ・ラングレー) (
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Who: Asuka Langley Soryu and anyone who happens to walk by (open)
What: Asuka encounters a Vermedi
When: The morning of May 29 (backdated)
Where: Around LCU
Warnings: Freakouts and ranting about dolls
Something was watching Asuka.
She was someone who prided herself on her instincts (in addition to everything else, I mean), and she could definitely tell she was being stalked on her way to class. And not in a flattering way, either.
Asuka couldn't explain the feelings coming over her - a pressure in her head and the tingle of hairs rising on the back of her neck were clearly the symptoms and not the cause. All she could do was glance around nervously, then get angry at being nervous, hike up her backpack, and walk faster toward class.
Then she glanced into an alley saw something awful staring back. Something that looked like a huge doll, or the upright mouthless corpse of a small child, and suddenly Asuka couldn't discern the difference between those two things. Its glassy eyes stared at her levelly and, much to Asuka's shame, she screamed and spun around to run away.
Thankfully, her dash across the street didn't get her flatted by a car, though it did earn her several rude gestures and stares from other pedestrians. She ignored all that, though, and by the time she was across the street (and behind a nice, sturdy public mailbox), she had gone from afraid to angry and turned around to look at the hideous thing again. In a rush of black, stringy hair, though, it was gone.
"Dammit," she said, gritting her teeth in shame and continuing to stare at the alleyway as she tried to get her breathing under control. "What the hell, Asuka?"
What: Asuka encounters a Vermedi
When: The morning of May 29 (backdated)
Where: Around LCU
Warnings: Freakouts and ranting about dolls
Something was watching Asuka.
She was someone who prided herself on her instincts (in addition to everything else, I mean), and she could definitely tell she was being stalked on her way to class. And not in a flattering way, either.
Asuka couldn't explain the feelings coming over her - a pressure in her head and the tingle of hairs rising on the back of her neck were clearly the symptoms and not the cause. All she could do was glance around nervously, then get angry at being nervous, hike up her backpack, and walk faster toward class.
Then she glanced into an alley saw something awful staring back. Something that looked like a huge doll, or the upright mouthless corpse of a small child, and suddenly Asuka couldn't discern the difference between those two things. Its glassy eyes stared at her levelly and, much to Asuka's shame, she screamed and spun around to run away.
Thankfully, her dash across the street didn't get her flatted by a car, though it did earn her several rude gestures and stares from other pedestrians. She ignored all that, though, and by the time she was across the street (and behind a nice, sturdy public mailbox), she had gone from afraid to angry and turned around to look at the hideous thing again. In a rush of black, stringy hair, though, it was gone.
"Dammit," she said, gritting her teeth in shame and continuing to stare at the alleyway as she tried to get her breathing under control. "What the hell, Asuka?"
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And it was probably one of the last people Asuka wanted to see her freaking out. Duo was walking the other way with a bag of fast food and a look that combined amusement and concern.
"You alright?"
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"Did you see that?" she whispered in a sort of angry hiss that wasn't very quiet at all. "Tell me you just saw that."
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The last few days had been wearing out his sense of disbelief, but even so the alley looked pretty unremarkable.
"What am I looking for?"
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"It was some kind of monster or something," she explained, rubbing her eyes. No one else on the street was listening, exactly, but she was starting to get some weird looks. "It was even creepier than my doppelganger, somehow."
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"What did it look like?"