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Characters: Kamui, Allelujah haptism, Sion eltnam atlasia, Lockon Stratos
When: After Kamui has arrived and has been filled in on the situation.
Where: Wherever he happened to arrive.
Rating: PG perhaps.
Summary: Kamui is all alone and stranded in a run-down world...again.
Once again it seemed that he was waiting for his brother to save him. It was strange to think that after all he did to protect the other he still needed saving himself, he couldn't travel from world to world without the other. He snorted at that particular thought, one of his legs lazily dangling off the side of the building which he was perched on. If he was ever able to contact the witch, as much as she annoyed him, he'd immediately ask to be with his twin no matter what the cost. He was worried about his brother, that madman was still chasing him after all.
He spared a glance to the PCD next to him. He knew where he was and a basic background of the place, that was enough information for him. It seemed like the place was a black-hole world and not a recent one by any means, he had been told that people had already been stuck for months.
Kamui let his other leg drop off the edge of the building as he laid down, arms folded behind his head. It seemed that there was only a small few who knew of other worlds, he could assume that even less had traveled between them. He had been lucky in a way to be able to travel to so many before his arrival, the place seemed to be in the same condition as many others he had passed through. The feeling of the world was far different than others though, it had a bad feeling which normally meant that things went from bad to worst.
His thoughts trailed to something he'd been told earlier, there was another Kamui in the world. The witch had said that such a thing was possible, the same souls appearing in different places and living different lives. He recalled a conversation with his twin as they wondered if it would be possible to actually meet yourself, not simply being in the same world together but actually having a conversation. The witch hadn't said whether it would cause problems to speak with them or not, Kamui had assumed it would while his brother had decided the opposite. Now that he actually had the chance to prove it either way he was hesitant, he wanted to know more about the other Kamui before approaching.
He sighed deeply in frustration, rolling over onto his stomach with his arms folded under his chin. There were far too many thoughts floating around his mind.
When: After Kamui has arrived and has been filled in on the situation.
Where: Wherever he happened to arrive.
Rating: PG perhaps.
Summary: Kamui is all alone and stranded in a run-down world...again.
Once again it seemed that he was waiting for his brother to save him. It was strange to think that after all he did to protect the other he still needed saving himself, he couldn't travel from world to world without the other. He snorted at that particular thought, one of his legs lazily dangling off the side of the building which he was perched on. If he was ever able to contact the witch, as much as she annoyed him, he'd immediately ask to be with his twin no matter what the cost. He was worried about his brother, that madman was still chasing him after all.
He spared a glance to the PCD next to him. He knew where he was and a basic background of the place, that was enough information for him. It seemed like the place was a black-hole world and not a recent one by any means, he had been told that people had already been stuck for months.
Kamui let his other leg drop off the edge of the building as he laid down, arms folded behind his head. It seemed that there was only a small few who knew of other worlds, he could assume that even less had traveled between them. He had been lucky in a way to be able to travel to so many before his arrival, the place seemed to be in the same condition as many others he had passed through. The feeling of the world was far different than others though, it had a bad feeling which normally meant that things went from bad to worst.
His thoughts trailed to something he'd been told earlier, there was another Kamui in the world. The witch had said that such a thing was possible, the same souls appearing in different places and living different lives. He recalled a conversation with his twin as they wondered if it would be possible to actually meet yourself, not simply being in the same world together but actually having a conversation. The witch hadn't said whether it would cause problems to speak with them or not, Kamui had assumed it would while his brother had decided the opposite. Now that he actually had the chance to prove it either way he was hesitant, he wanted to know more about the other Kamui before approaching.
He sighed deeply in frustration, rolling over onto his stomach with his arms folded under his chin. There were far too many thoughts floating around his mind.