WHO: Trowa Barton, A crowd of NPCs and 14 poor unsuspecting saps all under a curse, and anyone who sees this going on or gets dragged in by accident. ADD YOUR TAGS.
WHERE: Alllllll over the City.
WHEN: Thursday, July 22 (Day 1)
WARNINGS: Large amounts of hideous as the weekend wears on.
SUMMARY: The poor kid pissed off Aphrodite and then told her
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Trowa was already getting tired of surprise interactions with other people. For a moment, he thought of making an escape. Perhaps if he leaped onto the nearby newspaper vending-box, bounded off and grabbed the street-light, then used it as a swing-bar up to the apartment balcony not too far away...
But he reminded himself that it was Bakura, who was kind-hearted and amiable, and probably not at all the sort to make a nuisance of himself. In any case, his friend had gone out of his way to make him comfortable in his new role as normal teenager. He could at least try to repay it by being sociable for a few minutes.
Trowa stood still, waiting, only giving a slow raise of one hand to signify that he'd heard.
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Staying in one place gave him the uneasy feeling that people were watching him again, and he slowly took a few steps forward to try and urge his friend into walking with him. "They're all right. You had Matsuka worried."
No need to talk about Soundwave. That would require thinking about him. And that...
Trowa stared up at the clouds to try and blink something back.
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"I offered to track you," he muttered, not too loudly--one never knew who was listening in. Anti-imPort zealots were very good at spotting those they disliked. "They told me not to worry."
And so he hadn't. Not too much. Orders were orders.
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This sort of touchy-feely emotional thing was totally not something he could do face to face. Over the comms, maybe. To people who were close enough to know how to read into his poor attempts. Here, in public, to someone he was still struggling to get to know?
Not so much.
Trowa opened his mouth to try to say something a little more intelligent, but failed. Oh well. The walk's nice.
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"Mm. I have to work for a while," he mused. "Then drop by the docks. Not after that."
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"All right."
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