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Who: Frau and Hitsugaya
When: Sept. 6, after the sirens.
Where: Outside on top of buildings or where ever else they decide to go, mainly Sector 4.
Summary: Frau is working off the pain from his "accident." Hitsugaya runs into him.
Warnings: Language, I'm sure.
Usually being up high, away from everything else, was a chance for Frau to gather himself together. It's where he had always gone when something was eating at him, when emotions tended to slip past his control. Emotions had definitely slipped past his control this time. How long had it been since then? He wasn't really sure. The days just after he'd lost himself were mostly a blur or locking himself away to be sure nothing else had even the chance to happen. Two or three days ago he'd finally trusted himself to return to work. He hadn't tried to eat anyone at work either. Nor had he tried to eat the young man who'd returned his runaway cat.
Frau shoved the roiling in his stomach in response the the scythe's obvious disappointment over not getting a snack out of any of those people as far down as he could. The emotions were boiling back up while he was trying to keep them down. It was why he was out here after the sirens when the monsters roamed freely. Unfortunately, all being out after dark was doing was bringing up bad memories and giving him more minor injuries. He was distracted, and distracted wasn't a good thing out here. It was liable to get him killed. Or, at least, killed again.
When: Sept. 6, after the sirens.
Where: Outside on top of buildings or where ever else they decide to go, mainly Sector 4.
Summary: Frau is working off the pain from his "accident." Hitsugaya runs into him.
Warnings: Language, I'm sure.
Usually being up high, away from everything else, was a chance for Frau to gather himself together. It's where he had always gone when something was eating at him, when emotions tended to slip past his control. Emotions had definitely slipped past his control this time. How long had it been since then? He wasn't really sure. The days just after he'd lost himself were mostly a blur or locking himself away to be sure nothing else had even the chance to happen. Two or three days ago he'd finally trusted himself to return to work. He hadn't tried to eat anyone at work either. Nor had he tried to eat the young man who'd returned his runaway cat.
Frau shoved the roiling in his stomach in response the the scythe's obvious disappointment over not getting a snack out of any of those people as far down as he could. The emotions were boiling back up while he was trying to keep them down. It was why he was out here after the sirens when the monsters roamed freely. Unfortunately, all being out after dark was doing was bringing up bad memories and giving him more minor injuries. He was distracted, and distracted wasn't a good thing out here. It was liable to get him killed. Or, at least, killed again.