of seeking
WHO: demon midgets and sparkly psychics
WHERE: out and about
WHEN: 5/30, eveningish
WARNINGS: sparkles are impossible to wash out so yanno
SUMMARY: CLAUDE WHERE ARE Yoh hi hiei sup
FORMAT: No
Shaken and uncertain, it took a while for Soldier Blue to get his bearings. The chance meeting hours prior with Keith Anyan left him troubled, but not deterred. He had left the park with more than he had arrived with, but it was not what he was seeking.
Claude...where are you?
He was near the area where he had first come across the invisible man. Blue doubted he would be still there, but no stone ought to be left upturned. If he could just get a notion of the man, that would be enough. To know that he was safe and well would satisfy; he knew how Claude cherished his solitude.
Blue turned the corner, finding relief in the dwindling population. Night life was not as active on these streets--businesses and banks on the small patch of blocks were closed for the evening, so there was little for someone to find to do while passing darkened windows and locked doors. It made the going easier on the Mu, given the tiniest respite from the bombardment of thoughts and feelings around him. He was growing used to it.
Now, if he could just find that one mind...
WHERE: out and about
WHEN: 5/30, eveningish
WARNINGS: sparkles are impossible to wash out so yanno
SUMMARY: CLAUDE WHERE ARE Yoh hi hiei sup
FORMAT: No
Shaken and uncertain, it took a while for Soldier Blue to get his bearings. The chance meeting hours prior with Keith Anyan left him troubled, but not deterred. He had left the park with more than he had arrived with, but it was not what he was seeking.
Claude...where are you?
He was near the area where he had first come across the invisible man. Blue doubted he would be still there, but no stone ought to be left upturned. If he could just get a notion of the man, that would be enough. To know that he was safe and well would satisfy; he knew how Claude cherished his solitude.
Blue turned the corner, finding relief in the dwindling population. Night life was not as active on these streets--businesses and banks on the small patch of blocks were closed for the evening, so there was little for someone to find to do while passing darkened windows and locked doors. It made the going easier on the Mu, given the tiniest respite from the bombardment of thoughts and feelings around him. He was growing used to it.
Now, if he could just find that one mind...