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WHO: Kaiba, Maggie, Alastair, Bruno, OPEN
WHERE: Random streets in the city.
WHEN: Wed. evening.
WARNINGS: Angst, violence against npc and pc, hallucination.
SUMMARY: Day 4 after Kaiba was hit by the fear gas. The hallucinations have proven that Mokuba is in trouble and he needs to save him NOW. Anyone not him is now an enemy and will be treated as such. Open to all, even if you didn't respond to the ooc thread.
FORMAT: I'm using paragraph. You can use whatever.
Seto ran down the streets of the City. He didn’t know where he was going, but did at the same time. He knew Mokuba was there, he just didn’t know where there was. That had been enough to hold him back for two days; the rationale that he needed to know where he was going, before he could go. The longer he heard the screams, the less that little piece of information seemed to matter.
The fear gas had taken four days to bring Kaiba to this point. His isolation was his downfall, and prevented the mania from being recognized or stopped sooner. His heart was pounding, and not from the running. Since Sunday he had been hearing the screams, getting louder by the day. Each one, caused his heart to stop and start again at an increased pace.
It had started as a scream, just a simple “ni-sama!” that had woken him up. He knew he hadn’t imagined it, or the increasingly loud calls the next night. He could stay rational and deal with it himself until the visions had come as well. He hated magic and all of that mystical crap, but he knew he had felt it, and even used it, in the past. He would never admit to it, unless it would help him protect his brother.
So when the visions of his brother reaching out, and slowing turning to stone Noah and calling his name, he knew it was real. When the visions showed him the change in Mokuba’s eyes, as they went lifeless like his soul was gone Pegusus, he knew they were real as well. Mokuba was dying and needed him to save him, and there was no way he could!
He had to.
That was the only thought left. He had to. He had to find a way. Without the focus of a destination anyone in his way would suffer. Everyone was an enemy.
WHERE: Random streets in the city.
WHEN: Wed. evening.
WARNINGS: Angst, violence against npc and pc, hallucination.
SUMMARY: Day 4 after Kaiba was hit by the fear gas. The hallucinations have proven that Mokuba is in trouble and he needs to save him NOW. Anyone not him is now an enemy and will be treated as such. Open to all, even if you didn't respond to the ooc thread.
FORMAT: I'm using paragraph. You can use whatever.
Seto ran down the streets of the City. He didn’t know where he was going, but did at the same time. He knew Mokuba was there, he just didn’t know where there was. That had been enough to hold him back for two days; the rationale that he needed to know where he was going, before he could go. The longer he heard the screams, the less that little piece of information seemed to matter.
The fear gas had taken four days to bring Kaiba to this point. His isolation was his downfall, and prevented the mania from being recognized or stopped sooner. His heart was pounding, and not from the running. Since Sunday he had been hearing the screams, getting louder by the day. Each one, caused his heart to stop and start again at an increased pace.
It had started as a scream, just a simple “ni-sama!” that had woken him up. He knew he hadn’t imagined it, or the increasingly loud calls the next night. He could stay rational and deal with it himself until the visions had come as well. He hated magic and all of that mystical crap, but he knew he had felt it, and even used it, in the past. He would never admit to it, unless it would help him protect his brother.
So when the visions of his brother reaching out, and slowing turning to stone Noah and calling his name, he knew it was real. When the visions showed him the change in Mokuba’s eyes, as they went lifeless like his soul was gone Pegusus, he knew they were real as well. Mokuba was dying and needed him to save him, and there was no way he could!
He had to.
That was the only thought left. He had to. He had to find a way. Without the focus of a destination anyone in his way would suffer. Everyone was an enemy.