Why Run
Characters: OU Mail 'Matt' Jeevas red_hot_stripe | AU Mihael 'Mello' Keehl slavic_sinner
When: Feburary 4th
Where: Around town and then Matt's apartment
Rating: Teen for language then maybe higher depending on how much anger is involved
Summary: Matt caves and goes out to go find Mello and bring him home, even if he'd rather leave him outside to freeze
More snow had fallen since Matt had "found" his apartment. Well, more like it had been forced on him in a strange way that all the doors had been locked for him except that one. The same had happened for everyone else. Creepy fucking place.
Limping his way down the five flights of stairs of the building, the gamer let out a sigh. Why was he going to find Mello? Why was he putting himself through this? The way the blond had been talking like he didn't know what he had done, and the tone of his voice was just odd. Maybe that was the reason why Matt was doing this to himself. Something was off about Mello and that sad little plea for help didn't help matters.
Cold wind whipped around the slender body, causing striped arms to bundle up around the vested torso. Fuck he needed to go find some better supplies. That one recon run Sasuke had made across the river hadn't supplied much but there was more around then there had been before. Matt trudged his way through the snow, looking at various points around himself to located the few marks the blond had given him and the track that his PCD had plotted out before the gamer hung up on his old friend.
When: Feburary 4th
Where: Around town and then Matt's apartment
Rating: Teen for language then maybe higher depending on how much anger is involved
Summary: Matt caves and goes out to go find Mello and bring him home, even if he'd rather leave him outside to freeze
More snow had fallen since Matt had "found" his apartment. Well, more like it had been forced on him in a strange way that all the doors had been locked for him except that one. The same had happened for everyone else. Creepy fucking place.
Limping his way down the five flights of stairs of the building, the gamer let out a sigh. Why was he going to find Mello? Why was he putting himself through this? The way the blond had been talking like he didn't know what he had done, and the tone of his voice was just odd. Maybe that was the reason why Matt was doing this to himself. Something was off about Mello and that sad little plea for help didn't help matters.
Cold wind whipped around the slender body, causing striped arms to bundle up around the vested torso. Fuck he needed to go find some better supplies. That one recon run Sasuke had made across the river hadn't supplied much but there was more around then there had been before. Matt trudged his way through the snow, looking at various points around himself to located the few marks the blond had given him and the track that his PCD had plotted out before the gamer hung up on his old friend.