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It probably says something that the first mission they take after seventy years on ice turns into a mess of inexplicable scientific phenomena, but what that something is, Daichi really doesn't want to know.
He has enough on his plate: pop-culture references he doesn't understand; self-proclaimed 'genius, millionaire, athlete, philantropist' Kuroo Tetsurou; the king of a mysterious country who can deflect bullets without looking and punches gods in the face; gods, apparently, right out of Norse Mythology; and a scientist suffering from the kind of lab accident that means he turns into a giant grey stony rage monster whenever his serotonin levels drop.
But when the stakes get even higher and the fate of the world rests on their shoulders once more, there's no time for squabbling. Secrets come to light and relationships are tested, but they're the good guys. Aren't heroes supposed to get a happy ending?
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- Part 3 of but not the essence
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Kuroo twitches a weak smile at him. “I like to think so, but then again, I always like to think, and that gets me into trouble more often than not.”
“Praise be to Hallelujah,” Tsukishima claps his palms together, staring at the ceiling. “He recognises it, Lord. My work here is done.”
“You’re both atheists,” K.E.N.M.A. points out.
“True,” Tsukishima agrees. “Then, K.E.N.M.A., please record this date and time as the moment Kuroo Tetsurou admitted to the fact that thinking gets him into trouble.”
“Let’s not go that far,” Kuroo says warily. Tsukishima’s grin is wan but unfeigned.
“Already locked in,” his traitorous AI tells them.
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“I remember you! You almost killed me with a Frisbee!”
“Hinata!” snaps Tsukishima, practically shoving Kuroo behind him.
“Tsukishima,” whines Hinata apologetically, hands out, palms up, /what can you do when you work in international espionage/ kind of thing.
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Kei vanishes the shield and steps back. “Do you really want me to take it off?”
“No!” Iron Man practically shrieks. “We’re in the middle of an active battlefield, are you crazy?”
Tobio lifts one eyebrow at Kei. /Really/? It says. /This one?/
Another sky-bike squadron buzzes overhead. Iron Man doesn't look at them as he blasts a spray of missiles, bringing each one down in a cascade of sparks.
/Really/, Kei’s tilted head says. /This one/.
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Kuroo flickers in and out of consciousness as he reaches terminal velocity. Snatches of sound crackle like static through the HUD, a jumble of voices and a chorus of words. Kuroo can’t quite catch them, but later K.E.N.M.A. will upload the transcript.
“Why isn’t he moving?” Aoba Johsai is tracking him through the atmosphere, plummeting, plummeting. “He’s not responding; Kuroo, are you there? Hey! Kuroo, answer us!”
“He’s falling,” Kei is screaming. “He’s falling, something’s wrong, it’s the suit, something’s wrong! K.E.N.M.A.’s not – Tetsurou, Tetsurou, wake up! He’s falling, catch him, please!”
Eclipse’s right thruster is out; the suit can’t get air-born. K.E.N.M.A.’s later reports will show Kei shorts the left one trying to get to Kuroo anyway.
“Catch him, catch him, catch him,” he’s screaming, so distant, so fuzzy. At the bottom of the well, or the other side of a white-water river. Kuroo hurtles towards the patchwork of light and dark below and thinks, /I hope they catch whoever it is. Kei sounds really frightened/.
Kei should never be scared.
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There’s only one bed, is the first thing he registers amongst the general awe at the finery of the room. /Tooru, you meddling bastard/.
The second thing he registers is just how big the bed is. It could be its own country, or at least have its own area code. Fortunate, considering Kei is nearly six foot five and Kuroo is six two. /Tooru, you genius bastard/, he thinks again, more heartfelt.
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