homralings | Open RP Post

[ Bandou's eyes widen in shock. No way... something that simple couldn't take out the Red clan. Especially if Mikoto-san was there... right?

Still, the worry that his King, or even worse, a bunch of his comrades could be dead is evident on his face. He remains still as Eric approaches him with the knife, not really hearing the last thing he said. ]

[ Eric tilts his head, eyeing Bandou's face. He leans down and stares. ]

Guess you were wrong, huh?

[ He plays a bit with the knife looking bored ]

You don't know what happened out there! And you obviously no nothing about HOMRA's power!

[ He kicks out at Eric, attempting to knock him down. It's out of anger, because the last thing on his mind right now is what Eric might do to him with that knife. ]

Uwa!

[ The kick was a surprised and he backed away to avoid it, if only tripping and falling on his side. A lot more pain from older injuries flared up and he hissed. Damn it. He managed to get up a bit after a few moments, this guy was a pain. ]

Like hell I don't, you wiped out half of this group with it.

We wouldn't have done something like that if your guys didn't do something to deserve it! HOMRA doesn't just go after people for no reason!

[ He's straining against that box he's tied to. A red aura begins to form around his bound hands, the rope around them slowly charring. This is HORMA you're dealing with, Eric. Anger only fuels their power more. ]

You don't know shit about us and you just go along with whatever your 'owner' says? He obviously doesn't give a fuck about you so why are you listening to him?!

[ Oh he knows. He knows they did something bad. His master always wanted more territory, more area for his gang. They had gotten so much but he still wanted to be bigger, grander. And he had turned his eyes to Homra, not believing the unbelievable rumours about them. And they hit, and they hit hard. How even half of them survived was beyond him.

He manages to stand up, clenching his knife ]

This is...

[ Why did he listen? He was just a dog thats why. Master gave him this so that was what he had to do. Why does this guys not get that? ]

This is the only world I have! So I have to...I have to...do this.

[ The rope around Bandou's wrists frays, threatening to snap at any moment. ]

It's just the only one you know.

[ Believe him, most of HOMRA only knew one thing. But they realized they could change that and got out. ]

[ He smiles, albeit a bit sadly. ]

Heh, it's the only one I deserve.

[ He didn't know anything else but this, to live another way...he couldn't even think of anything.

Eric snaps his head to the door hearing a boom. There was some shouts, then screams. This can't be good... ]

[ The ruckus outside gives Bandou the opportunity he needs. A final tug and the rope snaps. He's positive all that noise means the gang's alright, and he needs to get out there to them.

He quickly gets to his feet, intending to run out, but he pauses, turning back towards Eric. He pulls his arm back, throwing a punch at the guy and connecting hard with his jaw. ]

Idiot. Here's your fucking opportunity. Get outta here and do something for yourself.

[ E-EH? WHEN DID HE GET THE CHANCE TO DO THAT? andwhydidntyoudothatlikefivehoursago?

Eric was too shocked to see him freed before he notices the hand coming for his face and gets punched, knocking him back down and hitting the crate on the way there.

He blinks, staring at Bandou at what he said. Do something for himself? Leave this place? ]

I...I don't...

[ You made him angry. That and he's not stupid ~~I swear~~. He knew HOMRA would come and acting before that would have probably gotten him killed before they got there. ]

You want to be wiped out like the rest of them, fine.

[ And he's turning to get the hell outta here. ]

[ He's just trying to survive and doing what he's ordered to do.

Should he stop him? Should he help his master and possibly die in the process?

He didn't want to die. He didn't want to die but how could he even do something else? Where could he even go if they were all gone? ]

W-wait...

[ He'll pause, turning back towards Eric. ]

What?

[ Maybe he actually got through to the guy. ]

Why...are you doing this for me? Why even...

[ He opens and closes his mouth, he has no idea what was going on. He wanted to ask why he wasn't being killed or forced to do something ]

Why try to save someone that was going to kill you?

If you really wanted to kill me, you would've done it already.

[ Bandou shoves his hands into his pockets, letting his defenses down. ]

Look, we all went through shitty things. You deserve to at least make one choice for yourself.

I...

[ He could've...He could have killed him but he didn't. He could still do it. But, he couldn't bring himself to. Maybe because he was already in too much pain and it would take too much effort, or maybe it was because he actually talked to him and told him he was being treated wrong. The very first one. ]

I... don't want to die...that I guess...is my choice.

Come on, then.

[ He turns to continue walking. ]

Staying here's not gonna help you with that.

Ah!

[ He jumps. He could actually go over there. ]

O-okay...

[ Slowly, he makes his way over to Bandou, still not sure, still not even sure this was real. But hell follow. ]

Don't pull anything stupid and Mikoto-san will give you a chance.

[ He's leading the way out the warehouse. If they see them exit together and Bandou at ease, they won't go after the guy. ]

So what's your name, anyway?

Alright...who's Mikoto?

[ He follows, flinching and shutting his eyes as he hears screams and shouts. ]

...E-Eric Surt...

The Red King.

[ He knew it. This guy didn't know about HOMRA, at all. ]

...King? A leader of a gang...King?

[ He hadn't heard anything about Homra, he knew they attacked him but he wasn't around to hear names. ]

Yeah. And he's probably already dealt with that owner of yours.

Dealt...with him...

[ Just hearing that makes him pause in his walking. His owner...dead. More then 7 years of his life had been for his owner, he could't even a imagine a life without the orders, the punishment, the life that he is just walking away from somehow. Is this really okay? He wanted to be free but it terrified him to even think about it. ]

Yeah, I'd say thank you when you meet h--

[ Bandou realizes he's talking to no one, as Eric has stopped following him. ]

You coming or not?

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