poly_chromatic | 9TH FLIGHT ➥ ACCIDENTAL VIDEO/AUDIO.

( a half captured laugh starts the feed off, the video clicking to the life underneath ikki’s fingers. there’s a second delay between complete darkness as he removes his palm from the camera lens, and the extra bedroom in akira’s apartment that agito had laid claim on. . . but, whatever! they’ve got a plan! it’s late at night, all of the lights in the apartment have long since been turned off and ikki is nestled against the threshold of agito’s bedroom window. )

You had better be ready, Kazu! ( pause. ) You remember the plan, right?

What's to forget? C'mon, let's get him while his guard's still down.

Haha! That asshole won’t know what hit him! ( he lunges from the window then, propelling himself forward and towards agito, who is currently still blissfully unaware of the impending doom about to strike down upon him. it takes him barely a moment to climb onto the bed, grabbing onto to agito in an attempt to both pin back his limbs and hoist him up so kazu could properly restrain him. ) C’mon, now’s the time!

( even when grabbed, agito just blinked; he was dazed and-- still terribly unaware of most (if not all) of what was going on around him. he gave a very, very weak tug against ikki’s hands, if only so he could get them back into the position they had been in before, and tried to just- go back to sleep. )

Shhhh! ( TRIUMPH. to the camera, the subsequent moments probably looks like a brief blur of rope and limbs as the cord loops around agito's body, knotting with each circle. )

Should we string him up here or what?

Hell no, we’re bringing this bastard back with us. He broke the pact! ( he sounds fairly offended by this. he loops his arms around agito’s elbows, lifting them up for kazu. )

Get his wrists too!

... is that what this is ab--fuck. ( was that waking movement. is Agito moving. hastily, Kazu ties an extra knot around the wrists, because however bad of an idea this is, it's worse to let Agito get free. )

Seriously, that's why we're here?

Dude! You don’t break the fucking pact. ( he locks eyes with kazu then, staring at him intently, almost threateningly. )

And, you know, for the slug-shit.

( blink, blink, blink. okay, okay, Agito’s almost there, almost awake-- and then there is just glaring. ) FUCK! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING-- OW!

( don’t mind this shark, just, you know, trying to get himself loose because fuck you Ikki. ) I’ll kill you for this!

( unfortunately, Kazu yanks him away with the loose end. huh, this is kind of like a leash, isn't it. ) … Sorry, man, it's for your own good!

We’re taking you back home. ( he gives the rope a test jerk, making sure it’s safe and secure before he bothers to try and move him. damn, good job, kazu. this is perfect. ) Alright, let’s get him the fuck outta here.

( those seemed to be the magic words to cue in Akira, utterly baffled at how these (way too noisy) guys kept getting inside his apartment in the last few days to steal Agito-- but the scene unfolding in front of his eyes as he opened the door was... something else. )

AKIRA! DON’T JUST STAND THERE, YOU SHITHEAD!

… Ah, but it’s really not my business how your team likes to play. ( pause, eyeing the ropes. so damn weird, man. all of you. ) It’ll be a problem if you break him any further, though.

( says the guy who broke his ribs to start, come on. ) We were trying to keep him down!

We won’t let him escape this time!

(( ooc: ikki is royal blue, kazu is firebrick red, agito is dark blue, and finally akira is sienna brown. ))