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[there had been a strange sort of silence settled over 847 Goldberg the past day or so, even though the house had been uncharacteristically full; Ken was still sick, and Minato... well, he'd taken a shot of cyanide the first day and died. cooperating in this place gets you bupkis, apparently.
thankfully, though, Minato's time being dead is nearly up. if anyone were to happen to be near wherever the hell his body was left (because it apparently travels?!) they might notice that, though shallowly, he has started to breathe again.
and then suddenly, without warning, he sits bolt upright, breathing fast and eyes wide; it takes him a few moments, but he eventually calms down a bit and looks around him, apparently confused.]
...why am I..?
...Ken?
((ooc; SO MINATO KIND OF DIED BUT HE'S BACK NOW. voice replies along with action replies are fine or whatever. :'|b))
thankfully, though, Minato's time being dead is nearly up. if anyone were to happen to be near wherever the hell his body was left (because it apparently travels?!) they might notice that, though shallowly, he has started to breathe again.
and then suddenly, without warning, he sits bolt upright, breathing fast and eyes wide; it takes him a few moments, but he eventually calms down a bit and looks around him, apparently confused.]
...why am I..?
...Ken?
((ooc; SO MINATO KIND OF DIED BUT HE'S BACK NOW. voice replies along with action replies are fine or whatever. :'|b))