[closed] It's oh so quiet

[papas_bunnydoll]

Who: Tot and Ken
What: Two noobs work out how this whole working together thing works via answering a prayer.
When: May 4th
Where: Somewhere along the Near Shore
Warnings: Nah...


It seemed like an easy enough task for the two of them since neither one really knew much about what they could do, or were expected to do beyond helping people. But, how hard could it be to find someone, and tell them to shut up as there were children trying to sleep? Those responsible would either listen or between the two of them they'd find a way to make the noise stop.

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[whereyoulead]

Really, making the noise stop 'by any means' was probably not the best directive one could have given these two...but there you have it.

Ken is sitting on a concrete wall, heels thumping against it as he watches the street. It is, actually, deceptively quiet right now. Probably not going to stay that way for long or why would they be here, but.

There are people starting to gather at a house a little further down. Maybe they're the ones being inconsiderate assholes. Judging from the packs of beer and bottles of hard liquor going through the front door, Ken wouldn't be surprised if they were going to get rowdy.

"Did the lady say where the noise was coming from?"

[papas_bunnydoll]

Someone should be thankful there was at least an adult in the combination, although some (Youji) might find the idea of Ken being an adult in any situation laughable. Tot was happy he was there, however considering she hadn't been paying too much attention to the impending party. The other side of the street was pretty boring to keep an eye on.

She skips back his way at the question. "No. Just that there's lots of noise every night. Maybe all her neighbors don't like babies." Why else would they keep waking it up?

[whereyoulead]

Honestly, if Ken knew what the hell he was talking about, he'd find the idea of being the adult in any situation laughable.

"Who doesn't like babies?" No one that matters, that's who. Babies are great.

"Looks like those guys are gearing up to make some noise."

[papas_bunnydoll]

Do people party every night? Seems kind of silly as far as she's concerned. But then, it's not like she would know. Ken says they look like they're going to cause trouble, so she'll accept it as the truth.

"So all we have to do is..." She has to take a moment and actually think about how they should deal with this. "Ask them to be quiet?"

That will work, right?

[whereyoulead]

Some people with nothing better to do, sure.

"Yeah. Let's wait, see if they get rowdy. If all else fails I can rough a couple of them up, right?"

He shrugs lightly, hopping down off his wall and putting his hands in his pockets.

"If anything, they can probably tell us who is being the asshole here. Maybe. It's the only thing I've seen, anyway."

[papas_bunnydoll]

Is she supposed to disagree with his assessment of the situation or the proposed way to deal with it? Because that sounds like a perfect way to get to the bottom of things as far as she's concerned.

"Wouldn't it be better to stop them before they get loud? That way the baby doesn't wake up." That decided, at least in her mind, Tot heads off toward the house. She walks right up to the front door and knocks, then waits for an answer that might never come given how loud the music sounds inside.

[whereyoulead]

Ken shrugs, falling into step behind her--he's not that much taller, but he does have a little bit more of the air of someone who's willing to bash a few heads in, at least.

"No wonder they have to listen so loud. They're probably deaf by now."

He looks carefully at the door.

"Alright, let's see if we can get the drop on them."

And then he hauls back and kicks the door, right next to the knob. Once, twice, then the door crashes open with a loud bang.

[papas_bunnydoll]

See! She told him he was strong. Tot follows through the door after him complete unfazed by the fact that they just literally crashed a party.

The invited attendees of the party and the host aren't quite as happy to see them, however. As a group of three guys makes their way toward Ken, Tot wanders further into the room trying to find where the music is coming from to shut it off. He's got it, right?

[whereyoulead]

Hey, the door was locked. What else was he supposed to do.

"You shitheads, people are trying to fucking sleep this time of night. Didn't your mothers teach you any goddamn manners?"

Ken's mom apparently didn't teach him any. Or at least not to swear.

The first (dead) man approaches: "You son of a bitch, I'm gonna kick your fucking ass!" He's drunk. Drunk already, and Ken's fresh and ready to go. He just grins, sharp and not entirely sane.

"Oh, you're gonna need your buddies on that one. I'll take all three of you."

[papas_bunnydoll]

Someone should talk to Ken about that language, especially since he has an impressionable god who is likely to start parroting him. As it is, she just gives a yell of agreement to his question. "Yeah!"

Apparently, big and drunk doesn't find Ken very threatening. His buddies are a little smarter and start to circle around to pin him between the three of them.

With the other party guests watching what they think is going to be an epic ass kicking (they're right but they're backing the wrong side), Tot makes her way to the cd player. She knows that turning it off won't be enough - they'll just turn it back on once they leave. So, she will just be over here in the corner breaking all of them.

[whereyoulead]

Someone really probably should, yes.

It's his own funeral, really. Quite possibly literally, if Ken gets carried away. Memories or not, his training and experience hasn't gone completely away, and it makes him dangerous.

Ken's keeping half an eye on Tot, to make sure that they don't try to go after her for systematically breaking all their shit, and half an eye on the idiots thinking that surrounding him will give them a better chance. He's not afraid. He's excited, hoping that this will be a good fight.

When the first guy jumps him, Ken whirls on him and slams a fist into his throat, then a knee into his gut, and he goes down, wheezing and clutching his neck--Ken hadn't hit him quite hard enough to crush the trachea but he's definitely going to be feeling that for a while.

It's almost enough to make idiot number two break and run, but he rallies and the two remaining assholes try to attack Ken at once. They're drunk, and not practiced fighters, and definitely not amnesiac assassins who have a body count in easy dozens.

This isn't going to go well for them.

[papas_bunnydoll]

Ken doesn't need to worry much about her she can take care of herself. Cds make great weapons, after all. They're less deadly than Hel's throwing stars, but jagged edges are great for keeping people at arm's length!

So, while Ken's having fun beating up the idiots, Tot's doing a fine job slashing at anyone who tries to get too close to her. That doesn't stop anyone with a cell phone from calling the local police, however.

Soon sirens can be heard on their way. Oops?

[whereyoulead]

He's going to worry anyway, he's older. Possibly. He's not sure, he thinks he looks older.

Ken hears the sirens, but he's just about done with this fight anyway. He ducks under one wild punch, grabs his arm and swings him around, slamming him into his buddy and the both of them into the wall, hard. Both of them are dazed, one probably concussed.

Good luck explaining everything when the two of them disappear...

"Well, I think that's our cue to wrap things up." He waves a finger in the air, indicating the sirens.

[papas_bunnydoll]

Tot nods in agreement with Ken's assessment of the situation, she was always told to leave before the police arrived. As she walks back to Ken, she stops to kneel down next to one of the guys he'd slammed into the wall.

"Keep it down next time," she suggests very solemnly. "People are trying to sleep."

After delivering that very sage advice, she finishes returning to Ken, waves bye to the people at the party and then teleports them away.