hierophany: (replace all sex terms with weaponry)
Noriaki "eldritch horror fetishist" Kakyoin ([personal profile] hierophany) wrote in [personal profile] starmark 2021-01-19 02:02 pm (UTC)

[ So maybe their driving wasn't as great as he thought it was.

They've attracted attention, is probably not the first thing he should take note of but the world slows in that way it does when everything is going wrong and there's nothing you can do to stop it. From the outside, people see a car that moved desperately to avoid hitting an intensely muscular pedestrian, only to have its tyres burst so hard that it caved in the front and sent the vehicle flying. Hierophant webs tightly through the front of the car to keep either of them from being flung around inside the car.

Joseph's voice comes in and out on the radio but he can't quite get his mind to focus on it. And then the back of the car strikes the road and everything speeds up.

The car bounces. Rolls. It's lucky they were going backward, because it's the back seats that cave in when the thing that was a car skids to a stop. Upside-down, a mess of tangled metal gouging long wounds into the asphalt. The sparks it tore out of the road bounce a few times, fainter each time before dying out. He wasn't wearing a seatbelt and so he's caught in Hierophant instead, suspended like a fly in a spiderweb, battered and knocked around but spared anything worse than scrapes and what's going to be some ugly bruising by the fact that he did fall out of his seat and into Hierophant when the car flipped.

Everything feels oddly serene for a few seconds, hanging upside-down, watching through the broken windshield as the little road-stars burn out. Mr. Joestar's shouts are still coming through the radio. He wants to know what the fuck that noise was. They can't answer, Mr. Joestar, he wants to answer. This is a one-way communication system.

Dio is a good distance away, now. But he's moving closer. He's not the only one. A few daring people are moving toward the car to check on them. People are moving between them and Dio. Fuck.

That's what snaps his mind back to the present. He crawls free of Hierophant, out through the broken front window. ]


Fuck off! Get the fuck away from the car, we don't need help!

[ It isn't perfect. It isn't how he talks to people. It's desperate and furious and unpracticed and in mixture of Japanese and English and the couple of Arabic curse words they convinced Avdol to teach them. ]

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