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DATE: Day 83, immediately after the service
CHARACTER(S): The Getbackers!
STATUS: Closed/Complete
SUMMARY: Ginji is pretty shaken after the service. He feels stupid for feeling that way, but everything has left him thinking about death which always gets to him on personal levels. Plus, you know, random zombies!
LOCATION: Their room.
Ginji hadn't known anyone that had died. He shouldn't feel so affected by it. He shouldn't be so sad for the people who had lost loved ones. Somehow he felt that he wasn't allowed to feel so much for random strangers and that focusing on his own pain over it was rude. He had gone to the service just to be polite because death was never anything easy to deal with.
And there had been more zombies there. All these people coming back from the dead made him think of illusions he had been forced to face of dead children crawling up from piles of rotted flesh and rubble. Thinking about the illusion made him think of the real children that he had known. The real children that had died while he had tried to protect them.
Facing the illusion had hurt him badly enough that he had shifted into his "other self" but on Pluto, with his reserve power so low and without Mungejou's strange energy, all he could do was crawl into the bed he shared with Ban and hide under covers and pillows.
He never wanted to come out, especially not if it was always like this here.
CHARACTER(S): The Getbackers!
STATUS: Closed/Complete
SUMMARY: Ginji is pretty shaken after the service. He feels stupid for feeling that way, but everything has left him thinking about death which always gets to him on personal levels. Plus, you know, random zombies!
LOCATION: Their room.
Ginji hadn't known anyone that had died. He shouldn't feel so affected by it. He shouldn't be so sad for the people who had lost loved ones. Somehow he felt that he wasn't allowed to feel so much for random strangers and that focusing on his own pain over it was rude. He had gone to the service just to be polite because death was never anything easy to deal with.
And there had been more zombies there. All these people coming back from the dead made him think of illusions he had been forced to face of dead children crawling up from piles of rotted flesh and rubble. Thinking about the illusion made him think of the real children that he had known. The real children that had died while he had tried to protect them.
Facing the illusion had hurt him badly enough that he had shifted into his "other self" but on Pluto, with his reserve power so low and without Mungejou's strange energy, all he could do was crawl into the bed he shared with Ban and hide under covers and pillows.
He never wanted to come out, especially not if it was always like this here.