Moth here... we're alive.
Have I mentioned how much I hate typing? Makes me want to take a hammer to my fingers.
Just... want to smash every little bone in my hands one at a time.
Right. We're alive. I got Picasso back. She... is more unstable than usual. Nightmares every night. Some in the middle of the day. Thought I could relate at first but hers are worse than mine. I wake up and I'm fine. She wakes up and just keeps screaming.
Not sure what changed... but apparently Lils is involved... Lils and Nee-Chan.
I should probably explain that too.
We met Nee-Chan and her partner Theta.
I didn't care for them but Picasso seemed to have really hit it off with Nee-Chan which is probably another good reason to stay away from her, and Theta by extension.
Huh, really didn't explain anything.
Lets try that again.
So apparently the master plan to sneak Picasso out of Hope was to hire a driver... and then he drove her out of town. That was it. Not exactly a brain teaser. I found out later she also got a train ticket to take her across the country but it did her a fat lot of good. She barely made it out of the city before Fracture's men took out the wheels of the car she was in. Four crossbow bolts, one for each tire. Then five hollows (Or four hollows and one Mask, apparently) stepped out of hiding to attack Picasso and her driver.
The driver had a baseball bat. He took out a hollow with it and then run for his life through the opening that he made leaving Picasso to die. She used a can of spay deodorant, something she apparently stole from Hope before she left, and a lighter to make a make shift flame thrower. Not something I would recommend. She's lucky she tossed the can when she was done because the damn thing exploded.
I had followed Picasso from Hope via 'a vehicle'. We'll leave it at that. Don't really want Fracture knowing what we're traveling in now.
The Driver ran right to my vehicle's window begging for help. I took him out with my door. Wuss.
I snuck up on the remaining hollows while they were busy trying to get an opening on Picasso's poor pyrotechnics show. Knocked two of them out while they were distracted. Got the third before he could react. Beat the fourth one down with my spear's butt.
That's when a van came speeding in and nearly ran me down. Out popped ten more hollows. Second ambush. This one nearly whelmed us.
That's when they showed up. I had a knife coming down on me when the poor creature wielding it got lifted off the ground by an large man who proceeded to snap the poor hollow's back over his Fucking knee. He then just let go of the broken shell of a person he had just created and immediately turned and snapped another hollow's neck. He showed no signs of remorse for what he'd down. He was cruel, merciless, and uncaring. Apparently, that was Theta.
I turned to the sound of a death cry in time to see Nee-Chan, dressed in the goofiest fucking costume ever, slitting the throat of one hollow before quickly jabbing her knife into the eye of another one.
I barely had time to protest before Picasso pulled out her hatchets and started cutting down hollows at the necks, knees, and ankles. Heartless bitch. I should have just left her to die.
Their fucking smiles. They were so proud of themselves as they cut down those poor hapless hollows. Nee-Chan even did a little victory dance afterwards. Monsters.
But... I couldn't punish them... couldn't even explain what they had did wrong because I'm forbidden to talk. I'm starting to understand why Duckie abandoned his vow of silence and took up constant fucking whining.
'She wouldn't understand it but I can punish Picasso' I told myself.
I pulled her over and put my forehead to hers.
"M-Moth... wh-what are you..." she got out in a small flustered panic.
'Look, it does feel...'
'...How much does it feel?'
And then I pulled my head back and headbutted her as hard as I fucking could... it was a little disorienting on my end.
She went down rather hard.
"I AM GONNA FUCKING GUT YOU YOU HORRIBLE SOULLESS FUCKING MUTE! YOUR ORGANS WILL BE GRINDER FOOD! FUCKKING ASSHOLE!" she yelled.
I had to bite back a laugh.
That's when Nee-Chan tried to break the tension I had just created.
"Um...are you...are you okay?" she asked.
Picasso forced herself off the ground but was still struggling to stand at this point.
"N-... yes. Er... WHO ARE YOU?!"
Nee-Chan bounced over to us in an incredibly awkward manner.
"Hi, Mask-san! Hi, Piku-chan! I'm Nee-chan and this is Theta! We're here to help you!"
"Who's Piku? WHY DON'T I GET HELP?!" screamed Picasso while looking around. I think... she was looking for Piku.
I could see mild distress in Nee-Chan before she finally came right up to Picasso and clamped onto her with a hug. I think the whole deciding part of the hug made her even more usual and off putting. What was she so scared of?
"You're Piku-chan, silly! Picasso-chan's too long."
I could see Picasso was as put off as I was with Nee-Chan's awkward mannerisms. At least I think that's what was up.
"O-Oh. Ummm... thank you... sister girl."
Nee-Chan suddenly went still and her expression changed.
"Nee-chan," she coldly stated. "Or Eri or Eri-chan, I guess. But don't you DARE call me anything else."
I'm not sure if Eri is one of those things that Picasso just can't quite seem to properly grasp but it definitely went right over her head when she heard it.
"Ero-chan? Too trashy... Eh. Nee-chan it is, I GUESS," she declared.
Kind of glad Theta interrupted when he did. I was not looking forward to Nee-chan's reaction to that.
"Nee-Chan," he plainly stated as if that word was somehow all he need to say to get his point around... someone admirable.
Nee-Chan heaved a frustrated sigh.
"Fine. We need to get you guys out of here before more show up. C'mon!" announced Nee-Chan.
Picasso and I climbed into my car. I took the driver seat. I could see Theta and Nee-Chan were fighting over something but I couldn't hear what the hell they were saying with Picasso screaming in my ear about the fact that I was driving.
"WHY IS THE MUTE DRIVING?! MUTES CAN'T DRIVE! THEY HAVE NO SOUL!"
I saw them both look over like they were expecting something. This was taking way to fucking long. So I waved for them to hurry the hell up and get in the fucking car. Nee-Chan readopted her awkward wide smile and climbed into the back seat. Theta got into his own car. And then we drove off, Theta close behind us.
I might have over explained that... fuck.
Whatever. That's how we escaped.
I remembered something important while I was writing another post a week or so back. Somewhere important that we need to get to but I can't really say the where, what, or why about it without risking an attack.
So these next few posts will probably be about our time spent with Theta and Nee-chan while we get this thing I can't talk about taken care of.
Woo... hurray for the hollow murdering assholes... and thanks for saving us I guess. I should probably be trying to be more grateful than bitter about our rescue huh?.