[Active/Closed]
Who: Mello and Akito/Agito, with a free ghost included
Where: The Parlour, and possibly elsewhere?
When: Backdated to Night 003
What: Mello runs into an injured Akgi, and then... there is a Mirror Man?
Warnings: I'm going to stick a language warning on this, and I don't know what else.
It hadn't taken long for Mello to decide that this night was considerably easier than the past two had been. This was, quite unsurprisingly, largely due to the fact that the hellhounds seemed to be for whatever reason intent on staying in the basement corridor; and while there were still hostile ghosts, the locations they had apparently chosen to occupy weren't terribly inconvenient. It was considerably easier, after all, to cross into the kitchen when the flaming guy in the fireplace hadn't decided to take up residence in the parlour.
It was, however, apparent that the blue-haired kid with an eyepatch had decided to take up residence in the parlour. He hesitated for a moment after catching sight of the kid, narrowing an eye in some curiosity as he stared. Although it had been a while since Mello had last seen him, there was no hiding the fact that this night hadn't been among the easiest for him. While it was impossible to tell the extent of whatever injuries he might have obtained, the bandages were no less than obvious.
Well, something had to have done that. Mello raised an eyebrow. "What the hell caught hold of you?"
Where: The Parlour, and possibly elsewhere?
When: Backdated to Night 003
What: Mello runs into an injured Akgi, and then... there is a Mirror Man?
Warnings: I'm going to stick a language warning on this, and I don't know what else.
It hadn't taken long for Mello to decide that this night was considerably easier than the past two had been. This was, quite unsurprisingly, largely due to the fact that the hellhounds seemed to be for whatever reason intent on staying in the basement corridor; and while there were still hostile ghosts, the locations they had apparently chosen to occupy weren't terribly inconvenient. It was considerably easier, after all, to cross into the kitchen when the flaming guy in the fireplace hadn't decided to take up residence in the parlour.
It was, however, apparent that the blue-haired kid with an eyepatch had decided to take up residence in the parlour. He hesitated for a moment after catching sight of the kid, narrowing an eye in some curiosity as he stared. Although it had been a while since Mello had last seen him, there was no hiding the fact that this night hadn't been among the easiest for him. While it was impossible to tell the extent of whatever injuries he might have obtained, the bandages were no less than obvious.
Well, something had to have done that. Mello raised an eyebrow. "What the hell caught hold of you?"