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Dec 08, 2011 02:48

[It’s early morning, the morning sirens have yet to sound. And here, in the corner of the food court at the Underground Mall, sits Tyrell. Tyrell, who found himself strangely just outside the boarding house several hours ago, Tyrell who was declared dead just over a week ago, not that he knows this yet.

He feels it, though; when that monster had touched his skin, he had just known it was all over. But here he was, after all that, alive, weirdly enough. He wasn’t sure how that had happened.

There’s a small pile of wrappers on the tray visible in the feed; Tyrell rocks in his chair, arms behind his back. Grease and crumbs still traced around the corners of his mouth, he lets out a large, satisfied burp. He doesn’t bother to cover his mouth, of course.]

Okay, that’s strange. I don’t think I should… but I feel alive right now.

[He shifts one hand in front of him, and flexes his fingers, small flames radiating from the tips. Tyrell stares at the movement as though perplexed or perhaps amazed by it.]

… And to think I thought that monster got me good. Guess I’m not-- [he cuts off, squinting at the feed as if only fully acknowledging that it’s there and on for the first time.] Yeah. Not dead.

c: jake marshall, !: tyrell, c: heiwajima shizuo, c: blaine anderson, c: replica riku, c: claire stanfield, c: claire bennet, c: ahiru, c: cloud strife, c: kurt hummel, c: pickles the drummer

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