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Every Three Years? Seems About Right... [Dec. 3rd, 2015|10:08 am]
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The room had been put back to rights; the tray of food mopped up, IV stand fixed back in place, child—his last remaining child, a strong and sturdy survivor, the most promising—treated and laid gently back in bed.  Security took the extra precaution of cuffing  his wrist to the railing.  Myoujin  Yahiko slept through it all, head swathed in bandages.  A crucial experiment setback for days, if not weeks.

A concussion that would interfere with his test results.  Dealing with the ridiculous intern earlier had not completely defused Jinei’s temper, and now he scanned through the security footage of the medical bay from the time of Yahiko’s first awakening, fingers twitching with misdirected irritation at every small movement in the room, unblinking eyes trained on the boy’s first struggles to comprehend where he was.   Throughout it all, he never lost his grin.

Early afternoon, Sumitomo Research & Development, Kurogasa DivisionCollapse )
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Hard Choices [Aug. 7th, 2012|02:23 pm]
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"Megumi-dono-- Megumi--"

She barely heard Kenshin, drowned out in white noise, eyes fixed in terror on the measuring expression that Aoshi levelled on her from across the room. There was a day, not so long ago, where a man in glasses and a pristine suit screamed into her face so closely that she could still feel the wet splash of his saliva if she thought on it too long, his fingers twisted through her hair and shaking her back and forth like a ragdoll. And the hurt, and a long knife, spinning across a stark floor.

Early Afternoon, Lesser Tokyo, ChinatownCollapse )
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Intermission. [Jul. 27th, 2012|11:52 am]
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Hey, guys!

I haven't wandered away and left the story again; as a matter of fact, the next entry is nearly done, but I've spent the last two months fighting some heavy duty insomnia (two-three hours a night is not my idea of a good time) and I've only just settled it back to normal and started catching up on sleep. Delicious sleep.

Ergo I'll see if I can get to the next segment some time soon. But the purpose of this post: I made the comment last entry that I would likely be moving to Dreamwidth, and given the continual issues LJ now has with clunkiness and poor customer service (and spambots everywhere), I have gone ahead and created a new account there.

You can find it here:


I was foolish and switched to a single account before checking whether I could import comm entries that way, so these old entries will need to be added manually at some point in the future. But please, go ahead and add this account at Dreamwidth or bookmark it/track it/however you've been keeping up with Zaibatsu here.

I will still crosspost (manually) the next couple of sections to LJ to ensure everyone is aware of this change, but as it takes me all of a few seconds to post at DW and a few minutes on average to post to LJ, this won't be kept up for long. If you aren't capable of following DW for whatever reason, or don't want to, then I'll eventually update my ff.net profile with further chapters as we go.

Thank you for your patience! We return you to your ... cobwebs...

/slinks off >>
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Tact and Tactiles [May. 29th, 2012|01:29 am]
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[music |Chevelle - Closure]

All in all, Kenshin supposed he kind of deserved that punch.

Early afternoon, Lesser Tokyo, ChinatownCollapse )
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Tag Teams [Jan. 28th, 2009|03:59 am]
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[music |TaTU - All the things she said]

“So, this Kaoru chick’s a friend of yours, huh?”


“Patient,” Megumi corrected frostily, doing her best to look irritated at the intrusion of the two armed soldiers in her clinic.  It wasn’t hard.  Kaoru’s reckless actions combined with Sagara Sanosuke’s abject stupidity meant her patience was already stretched to breaking point.  She tapped her fingernails on the small table and kept her gaze fixed resolutely on the two of them so she wouldn’t have to look at the blood stains still left behind by her emergency work on Sano’s hand.


He’s probably ruined it already.  The thought added an extra edge to her scowl.

Early Afternoon, Lesser Tokyo, ChinatownCollapse )

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[OOC] [Oct. 28th, 2008|01:13 pm]
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 (Psst!  I am still here!  It's just that writer's block sucks!  Be patient, shall return soon. XD)
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Crocodile [May. 8th, 2008|01:56 am]
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[music |In the Air Tonight - Nonpoint]

All in all, it had been a rather unproductive morning.


The street was a mess.  The lanterns had come down entirely now, torn apart and crunched underfoot by rioters.  It had been a riot, in the end – far outstripping the earlier fighting, the chaos had encompassed the entirety of the street and begun spilling over into other blocks.  Kamiya Kaoru’s dramatic entrance into Chinatown at sunrise had apparently caused many old grudges to simmer anew, coming to a head when Himura Kenshin became an unwitting catalyst for the growing tension.  Just why Himura had caused such an outcry was something that bore looking into – but for now, Soujiro was otherwise occupied.

Early Afternoon, Lesser Tokyo, ChinatownCollapse )

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Convergence, Part 2 [Jan. 4th, 2008|03:50 am]
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[music |Opus 4 - Rebel Asia]

He came skidding around the corner of the alleyway and straight into a crowd, and fought to keep his grip on Kaoru with sweaty fingers.  His right hand was still numb, but even Sano knew he was using it in a way that was going to be seriously bad once the painkillers wore off.  He didn’t have much choice.  Just had to hope he was strong enough to keep on running until they were all safe.


The street was a blur of faces both curious and uncaring, flickering strangely under the dim orange light given off from the gently waving Chinese lanterns above them.  The middle of the day and they were still in use; wasn’t it pointless?  Sano blinked and tried to focus, ploughing through people roughly, ignoring the shouts and insults as he upset carts and toddlers and couples in his mad dash through the street, weaving his way around the vendor stalls.  Not like he had time to stop and be polite; the suits wouldn’t fire into a crowd, but they’d still be able to run him down. 

Noon, Lesser Tokyo, ChinatownCollapse )

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Convergence, Part 1 [Nov. 18th, 2007|12:56 am]
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[music |Spineshank - Beginning of the End]

Kaoru wasn’t easy to carry.  Megumi hadn’t time to do anything about his back, and hugging her to his chest was causing the blistered skin to pull and tug painfully.  God knew what hauling her through the streets was going to do to Sano’s hand.  It was something he wasn’t going to think about.  Wasn’t much point. 


If he didn’t get them out of there, he wouldn’t be alive long enough to worry about it.  He might get out of here in one piece without Kaoru, but that was also something that he didn’t need to dwell on. 


Leaving her just wasn’t an option. 

Late Morning, Lesser Tokyo, ChinatownCollapse )

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::Intermission:: [Sep. 2nd, 2007|12:49 pm]
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Just an OOC note here, guys.  I've been getting a few enquiries, and yes, I am still writing Zai.  It may take a bit, because the next scene is hard and admittedly I've been occupied with other pursuits lately.  Be patient!  I'll try and get something up within a fortnight.

In the meantime, thanks for reading.  I'm happy this is popular. ^_^
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