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Who: renegade_wings and vermified
What: Delivery!~
When: Today.
Where: The tunnels, just outside the barrier.
Summary: Yuan gets dropped off in the tunnels after John messed around with cured his death penalty. It's up to Edward to get this guy back to the surface.
Rating: I'd imagine PG. Well, maybe one or two curse words, depending on how Yuan is feeling.
At the moment, Yuan's world consisted of nothing but darkness and a deep, murky haze preventing him from remembering why everything was dark. He knew it wasn't supposed to be like this, not even if he were asleep, but he just couldn't put his finger on it. Incidentally, he could hardly feel his fingers at all.
He wasn't quite sure where the heck he was, or how long he'd been there in the first place. Frankly, it could range from anywhere between several hours and several minutes. It took him a while to properly comprehend what that uncomfortable feeling was, but finally he came to the conclusion that he was cold. Not long after, he realized he was lying on a hard floor. Sadly, all he could do was grasp at the dust in a faint twitch.
Whatever kind of drug John used on him, it was one hell of a tranquilizer. Though considering Yuan's past, one might say that this was just karma, stabbing him in the back.
What: Delivery!~
When: Today.
Where: The tunnels, just outside the barrier.
Summary: Yuan gets dropped off in the tunnels after John messed around with cured his death penalty. It's up to Edward to get this guy back to the surface.
Rating: I'd imagine PG. Well, maybe one or two curse words, depending on how Yuan is feeling.
At the moment, Yuan's world consisted of nothing but darkness and a deep, murky haze preventing him from remembering why everything was dark. He knew it wasn't supposed to be like this, not even if he were asleep, but he just couldn't put his finger on it. Incidentally, he could hardly feel his fingers at all.
He wasn't quite sure where the heck he was, or how long he'd been there in the first place. Frankly, it could range from anywhere between several hours and several minutes. It took him a while to properly comprehend what that uncomfortable feeling was, but finally he came to the conclusion that he was cold. Not long after, he realized he was lying on a hard floor. Sadly, all he could do was grasp at the dust in a faint twitch.
Whatever kind of drug John used on him, it was one hell of a tranquilizer. Though considering Yuan's past, one might say that this was just karma, stabbing him in the back.