Oct 20, 2009 12:15
[He had been staring up at the sky, eyes wide as the 10 year bazooka fell ontop of him. HIIIIIIIIE. The thought of being catapulted ten years into the future was rather unsettling. To be honest, Tsuna didn't want anything to do with this mafia business even if they HAD defeated the Varia.
No matter, he was still unable to dodge the giant purple tube of doom, and found himself falling, falling, falling from the sky.
Rather ironic being the sky guardian.
He landed rather ungracefully in a tree, a loud cry slipping from his lips because, that hurt. Itatatatatata. To add insult to injury, a small device falls from the sky, whacking him on the head and tumbling to the ground below him. This is where the broadcast begins.]
HIIIIIIIEEEE!! Wh-where am I?!
[He rubs his head as a bump forms where the communicator hit him. His eyes scan the area. The mansion next to him was unfamiliar. Even if this was the future, he certainly didn't expect the world to look...so different.
He struggled a bit, trying to untangle himself from the branches.]
Someone! Anyone! Help!
[Really. Very dame dame after all...]