[active/open] Backdated before Shisui's post
Who: Mukuro and you
Where: The Greenhouse
When: Day 005
What: Mukuro finds a butterfly
Warnings: Mukuro's issues... and him being a confused moody little brat.
After spending the night in the strange place, the child woke up in a bit of a daze. The drugs he was on when he arrived had long since worn off, leaving him feeling heavy and clumsy. The pain once again was at the forefront of his mind, but it didn't really bother him, not more than it usually did at any rate.
Thus, he pays no mind to his body's protests against him as he slides off the delightful squish-box onto the hard ground. He would come back to the squish-box later, he wanted to walk around now... but not before making sure that his hair was perfect of course. Once he had readied himself for the day he started off on wobbly legs, when he hear a sudden click. He turned to the now slightly opened door and decided that's where he wanted to walk to. He pushed open the door and steps into the greenhouse.
His jaw simply drops at the sight. He had never seen anything like it before! Even though he was to squint through the unfamiliar light of the sun, everything was just as he had been told in the laboratory! This was the outside! His heart was all a flutter as he darted into the room, taking everything in. He couldn't pick up on anything odd about the room, as he had never left the laboratory before.
Then there it was. The green hair that grows out of dirt (also known as grass to some people), it really existed! The child wasted no time rolling all over it, pulling it and generally making a spectacular mess of everything. That is until he spots something shiny floating by, distracted from the green dirt-hair, Mukuro starts to follow the shiny fluttery thing and after a moment...
...tries to catch it by slamming it between his hands.
Thankfully it was not an actual butterfly, however the memory that suddenly overtook him and implanted itself in his mind was far from pleasant. He didn't know what to make of it. Being unable to breath wasn't all together unfamiliar, he's had a few bad run-in with that during the experiments- it was the sudden shift in his emotions that upset him. He did not like being held, and he very much did not like his hair being touched, and he most certainly did not like thinking that he did. So in a huff he plops himself down on the green hair and tries to get his thoughts straight.
Where: The Greenhouse
When: Day 005
What: Mukuro finds a butterfly
Warnings: Mukuro's issues... and him being a confused moody little brat.
After spending the night in the strange place, the child woke up in a bit of a daze. The drugs he was on when he arrived had long since worn off, leaving him feeling heavy and clumsy. The pain once again was at the forefront of his mind, but it didn't really bother him, not more than it usually did at any rate.
Thus, he pays no mind to his body's protests against him as he slides off the delightful squish-box onto the hard ground. He would come back to the squish-box later, he wanted to walk around now... but not before making sure that his hair was perfect of course. Once he had readied himself for the day he started off on wobbly legs, when he hear a sudden click. He turned to the now slightly opened door and decided that's where he wanted to walk to. He pushed open the door and steps into the greenhouse.
His jaw simply drops at the sight. He had never seen anything like it before! Even though he was to squint through the unfamiliar light of the sun, everything was just as he had been told in the laboratory! This was the outside! His heart was all a flutter as he darted into the room, taking everything in. He couldn't pick up on anything odd about the room, as he had never left the laboratory before.
Then there it was. The green hair that grows out of dirt (also known as grass to some people), it really existed! The child wasted no time rolling all over it, pulling it and generally making a spectacular mess of everything. That is until he spots something shiny floating by, distracted from the green dirt-hair, Mukuro starts to follow the shiny fluttery thing and after a moment...
...tries to catch it by slamming it between his hands.
Thankfully it was not an actual butterfly, however the memory that suddenly overtook him and implanted itself in his mind was far from pleasant. He didn't know what to make of it. Being unable to breath wasn't all together unfamiliar, he's had a few bad run-in with that during the experiments- it was the sudden shift in his emotions that upset him. He did not like being held, and he very much did not like his hair being touched, and he most certainly did not like thinking that he did. So in a huff he plops himself down on the green hair and tries to get his thoughts straight.