An Eye for an Eye
Who: Haine and Bado
When: Week six
Where: Suite 16
Summary: Haine stumbles into the common area with his laptop, suddenly aware that he can't see. Stricken by the sudden blindness, The assassin sat down and squinted as close as he could to the laptop screen, sending a call out for help.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Fluffy boy love and swearing.
>.> because I couldn't resist.
Haine lifted his head from the wall that he had dropped it against. He could hear something moving, probably his suitemates. There were shadows and movement, but nothing was defined no matter how hard the assassin squinted. He couldn't keep his hands away from his neck, feeling the absence of the metal and thick scar tissue that had been with him for so long. Coal colored eyes stared out at the white space, unaware of the color change that they had undergone. Growling, Haine leaned forward until his nose almost touched the glowing screen.
"Is anybody even responding? Fuck. That kid looks so different with brown hair..." He let his head drop back against the wall again. There had just been a response from someone who he had finally identified as Allen Walker, the other white-haired kid...who was no-longer white-haired. Haine knew that he was going to end up being rescued by Bado again. At this point he didn't care very much. The assassin needed somebody to tell him that he wasn't going nuts.
When: Week six
Where: Suite 16
Summary: Haine stumbles into the common area with his laptop, suddenly aware that he can't see. Stricken by the sudden blindness, The assassin sat down and squinted as close as he could to the laptop screen, sending a call out for help.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Fluffy boy love and swearing.
>.> because I couldn't resist.
Haine lifted his head from the wall that he had dropped it against. He could hear something moving, probably his suitemates. There were shadows and movement, but nothing was defined no matter how hard the assassin squinted. He couldn't keep his hands away from his neck, feeling the absence of the metal and thick scar tissue that had been with him for so long. Coal colored eyes stared out at the white space, unaware of the color change that they had undergone. Growling, Haine leaned forward until his nose almost touched the glowing screen.
"Is anybody even responding? Fuck. That kid looks so different with brown hair..." He let his head drop back against the wall again. There had just been a response from someone who he had finally identified as Allen Walker, the other white-haired kid...who was no-longer white-haired. Haine knew that he was going to end up being rescued by Bado again. At this point he didn't care very much. The assassin needed somebody to tell him that he wasn't going nuts.