Ah, happier times~!
Who: Roy Mustang, Open
What: Roy's experiment had results even he couldn't have anticipated...
Where: The streets of Town
When: After this event on Sunday
Warnings: Updated as needed
( Then he'd remember everything about the explosion and where he lived, and even... what his name was. )
What: Roy's experiment had results even he couldn't have anticipated...
Where: The streets of Town
When: After this event on Sunday
Warnings: Updated as needed
( Then he'd remember everything about the explosion and where he lived, and even... what his name was. )
"So you came out of it not only alive but whole. Some people would call it a miracle," Kaiba said dryly as the other man passed him. "Though, most of those people wouldn't set explosions in their own apartments."
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So the explosion had definitely been something purposeful then. But explosions were frightening things, weren't they? Most people were terrified of them -- and they certainly didn't happen in housing areas! But the young man with the disdainful look didn't seem the least bit alarmed. Maybe explosions were a regular occurrence in this neighborhood?
If that was the case, then he certainly he didn't live here. He would've known how to keep himself from getting banged on the head if he was used to blowing things up. Which he wasn't, and he certainly had no desire to become used to it ( ... )
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"I think you do know them, considering that it was your apartment and you recorded it for all the island to see," he replied, watching Roy's reactions. Something was off here. "Did your brain get fried along with it?"
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His hand drifted upward to the now-faded bruise at his temple without his noticing it, and he frowned. "You... said I recorded the explosion? Do you have any proof? Is it in a notebook somewhere?"
He hadn't wanted to admit it to himself, but certain events and ... how they had happened... weren't settled properly in his mind. He'd thought that when he'd come outside and gotten a breath of fresh air his head would clear, but things were still foggy. Things were still... missing. Like...
Like his name, and who he was.
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The brunet looked at Roy with a critical eye. The man really did seem..not himself, and Kaiba couldn't find an obvious explanation, other than damage from the explosion. It was a bit strange, really.
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So this information was at the young man's house. It was something he was starting to fear, but wanted all the same. Had he set that explosion? Was this young man also a criminal, that he didn't mind it? Too many questions, and no answers. It was... it was frightening.
"If you have time," he said, trying hard not to sound anything but nonchalant, "would you mind showing it to me? I don't have a copy of the work, and I'd like to see it."
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"I suppose I can," he said warily, "Though I do not understand why you won't do it yourself. Or are you just as incompetent with the L337POD as you are with everything else?" Kaiba sighed and held out his hand. "You will have to give me yours. I do not have mine."
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"I lost mine," he said, unhappy that he didn't know if that was the truth. He didn't have any pods that he knew of; he didn't even have identification. He'd checked his pockets on the way out of the building, and all he'd found was a silver watch. It didn't even have his name on it.
Maybe the watch was his only clue. Or maybe he really had blown up his own house, and now had nowhere to live. Was he homeless?
Don't panic. You'll figure it out. At the very least, there's that policewoman. She has to help you, she's a civil servant.Disappointment and worry flattened his features, save for a small crease between his brows. "Thanks anyway, ( ... )
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