We're Doing That Good (Tyuki)

Bliss struggled and grunted her way into a seemingly more uncomfortable position. All her efforts merely pressed the sticky ends of the tape against each other to tug away at the hairs on her arms. The pain became ever present, but it woke Bliss up to the situation more abundantly. Her weariness began to fade to the peripherals, but what remained in the central chamber made her snort in disgust of her regular audible disgust. A little red dot hung just outside the corner of Bliss's eyes, a tiny camera. Jules wanted to cherish this moment for sometime she guessed. A sadistic pleasure for an amoral woman, but Bliss wondered who else would bare witness to her early demise.

A loud, unpleasant sound burst in the background. Bliss furrowed her brow, turning the softness of her forehead into a harsh crevassed canyon. Bliss slunk her shoulders down and let her eyebrows crawl down to narrow her eyes. "Utterhuker." Bliss slid further down the seat only to hear the crackling sound of the tape without the sound of it breaking she longed for. The sound in the distance closed towards Bliss and Yui. Gently, Bliss felt the soft clammy hands of Yui latched onto hers in an attempt to hold her hand in comfort. Bliss contorted her cheek in disregard at such sudden and unrequited attention, but let her heart grow ten times that day and slid her fingers into Yui's grasp to give her support.

The doors burst open and Bliss's eyes popped at the intrusion. She threw Yui's hands away and tried to break her jaw free from the bindings. A quick level of muffled instructions and anger spewed into the tape but never into Tyuki's ears. Tyuki broke the bindings and the flesh attached split. Bliss would have bruises for a few days from the roughness, but once Tyuki undid the straps on the vest around herself and Yui, Bliss put it to herself to find forgiveness. Until Tyuki ripped the tape from her mouth. "Careful!" Bliss yelled with no sympathy or thanks for the timely rescue. "Great! Now we get to all die together instead of..." Bliss found herself lifted from the ground and soaring towards the ceiling. Tyuki shot them out of a tunnel from the impact force of her fist.

The heat flew past the trio as they emerged from the tunnel and onto the stage in front of the largest stadium in Tokyo. Tyuki said something Bliss found dumb. "No!" The enraged woman turned a judgmental finger towards the band and its manager. "This day has sucked and this day was expensive. This is part of the show. This is part of the show." A vein in Bliss's forehead bumped furiously while her eyes bugged out. She grabbed the microphone and put it to her mouth, hitting it with her palm to make sure it was on. "This is part of the show." Covering the microphone with her hand, she pointed the members to their respective areas. "Get to it. Bow." She breathed out a little breath and continued to speak into the microphone. "And now, Tyuki..." Bliss shot her hand back in abduction. "And the people no one cares about."

Ashley helped show Bliss the correct way off the stage, while the house lights went down. All sound went live and the stage became bathed in the glow of the touring stage lights. The very expensive stage lights, Bliss thought. "Cancel the show. She must be high." Bliss shuck off Ashley's arm and pushed her against the wall. "And don't give stoners very expensive suits."

"We're fine too, thanks Bliss." Ashley tried to prioritize things she failed to take into consideration long before while she got out from Bliss's pin.

"Do you know how many of those suits almost got destroyed? All of them." With the expenditure of energy and the drain of the day, Bliss collapsed to the ground.

"Um." Ashley pulled Bliss backstage and sat her on a couch. It didn't seem like much to Ashley, just the toll from the heroics Bliss worked out, but the extraction taken from Bliss would take sometime for Bliss to get back to health. "She's just a little tired." Ashley explained to a few onlookers. "Not used to this much excitement on the road."