[ THREAD ] and another one gone
Who: Itachi [ pogromanates ] & Kazama [ sagittariinae ] , OPEN TO Yosuke [ waitingfora ] & Nill [ silencedbird ]
Where: Yosuke's apartment.
When: Afternoon.
Summary: Returning to a familiar place.
Rating: PG-13
To say that it felt strange returning to this place would have been a gross understatement. Though Kazama had initially though that he'd only been gone for a few days at best, now that he was walking these familiar-but-not hallways, he could tell that he really had been gone for much longer than he'd first planned. For so long, he'd been aimlessly wandering around his self-made labyrinth in Abyss, he'd almost forgotten what it felt like to walk around somewhere so brightly lit.
And it truth, he was still getting himself used to this once more -- this, the city, dealing with people, dealing with things, leaving his beloved silence and solitude behind -- but that would have to wait. It seemed like Hanamura and Nill were doing well, but they'd both mentioned that Itachi had been in poor condition. (A thought: had Itachi searched the Abyss for him? Probably. A pang of guilt prickled at his chest.) And as much as he wanted to ease back into the city with some time, this probably was better deal with sooner than later.
Reaching the apartment where he'd last left Yosuke living, he hesitate at the doorway for a moment, taking in a shallow breath. He hadn't faced anyone since his second time in Battle Royale -- and judging by Hanamura's insistence on apologizing, its impact was still lingering somewhat. -- of course it would. It was just a matter of dealing with. Shoving his other hand in his jacket pocket, Kazama pressed the doorbell.
Where: Yosuke's apartment.
When: Afternoon.
Summary: Returning to a familiar place.
Rating: PG-13
To say that it felt strange returning to this place would have been a gross understatement. Though Kazama had initially though that he'd only been gone for a few days at best, now that he was walking these familiar-but-not hallways, he could tell that he really had been gone for much longer than he'd first planned. For so long, he'd been aimlessly wandering around his self-made labyrinth in Abyss, he'd almost forgotten what it felt like to walk around somewhere so brightly lit.
And it truth, he was still getting himself used to this once more -- this, the city, dealing with people, dealing with things, leaving his beloved silence and solitude behind -- but that would have to wait. It seemed like Hanamura and Nill were doing well, but they'd both mentioned that Itachi had been in poor condition. (A thought: had Itachi searched the Abyss for him? Probably. A pang of guilt prickled at his chest.) And as much as he wanted to ease back into the city with some time, this probably was better deal with sooner than later.
Reaching the apartment where he'd last left Yosuke living, he hesitate at the doorway for a moment, taking in a shallow breath. He hadn't faced anyone since his second time in Battle Royale -- and judging by Hanamura's insistence on apologizing, its impact was still lingering somewhat. -- of course it would. It was just a matter of dealing with. Shoving his other hand in his jacket pocket, Kazama pressed the doorbell.