[Thread] And the Worlds Shifted Once More
Characters: AU!Yuki Judai [
misguidedherald ] // OPEN
Where: the Park, near the abandoned lot
When: immediately after his arrival in the compound.
Summary: Judai simply cannot understand why everything seems to always collapse all around his ears at the worst possible time -- reason why he walks, utter confusion slowly being replaced by frustration and growing fury.
Warnings: A cold attitude and plenty of snark -- it's the only manner in which this one knows how to hide his fear and anxiety.
It is truly astounding to see how a sudden shift had succeeded in turning him -- from a capable, self-reliant and quick-witted young Duelist -- into something barely above the level of a wayward, foolish child, fumbling blindly in the darkness of his own ignorance. Granted, not many changes involve being forcefully ripped from one's world and tossed roughly into what appears to be a war of some kind, yet some part of him stubbornly insists that he needs to snap out of his general state of bafflement as soon as possible.
After all, the Dark World hadn't been kind enough to wait for him to adjust in his own time and this place appears to be only marginally better, by comparison.
Walking slowly and aimlessly, crushing greenish shoots of grass underneath the soles of his shoes, Judai can truly say that he feels utterly lost -- a sensation which he has not experienced in over five years and one that deeply frightens him, as much as he would deny it. He is no longer in control of his own destiny -- that much he had been able to understand, amid the bouts of vertigo. Glancing down at his left wrist, where the cuff lays, cold against his sweaty skin, hidden by the black glove, he cannot help but sneer, fingers curling around the edges once more, attempting to brutally pry it off -- only to receive another painful electrical jolt in response.
Teeth grinding against each other, Judai closes his eyes, one gloved hand massaging his forehead, behind which thunders the beginning of a fierce migraine. Why? It is the only question left within him mind, yet he is unable to offer a suitable answer. Why him, of all people? Why now, when Manjoume, the Tenjoin siblings and perhaps those two fools as well -- Marufuji and Maeda -- had been betrayed by the one they had all thought of as a kind, devoted teacher?
Try as he might, he cannot answer -- and the headache is certainly not abating.
misguidedherald ] // OPEN
Where: the Park, near the abandoned lot
When: immediately after his arrival in the compound.
Summary: Judai simply cannot understand why everything seems to always collapse all around his ears at the worst possible time -- reason why he walks, utter confusion slowly being replaced by frustration and growing fury.
Warnings: A cold attitude and plenty of snark -- it's the only manner in which this one knows how to hide his fear and anxiety.
It is truly astounding to see how a sudden shift had succeeded in turning him -- from a capable, self-reliant and quick-witted young Duelist -- into something barely above the level of a wayward, foolish child, fumbling blindly in the darkness of his own ignorance. Granted, not many changes involve being forcefully ripped from one's world and tossed roughly into what appears to be a war of some kind, yet some part of him stubbornly insists that he needs to snap out of his general state of bafflement as soon as possible.
After all, the Dark World hadn't been kind enough to wait for him to adjust in his own time and this place appears to be only marginally better, by comparison.
Walking slowly and aimlessly, crushing greenish shoots of grass underneath the soles of his shoes, Judai can truly say that he feels utterly lost -- a sensation which he has not experienced in over five years and one that deeply frightens him, as much as he would deny it. He is no longer in control of his own destiny -- that much he had been able to understand, amid the bouts of vertigo. Glancing down at his left wrist, where the cuff lays, cold against his sweaty skin, hidden by the black glove, he cannot help but sneer, fingers curling around the edges once more, attempting to brutally pry it off -- only to receive another painful electrical jolt in response.
Teeth grinding against each other, Judai closes his eyes, one gloved hand massaging his forehead, behind which thunders the beginning of a fierce migraine. Why? It is the only question left within him mind, yet he is unable to offer a suitable answer. Why him, of all people? Why now, when Manjoume, the Tenjoin siblings and perhaps those two fools as well -- Marufuji and Maeda -- had been betrayed by the one they had all thought of as a kind, devoted teacher?
Try as he might, he cannot answer -- and the headache is certainly not abating.